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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Therapy


My ship went down in a sea of sound
When I woke up alone, I had everything

A handful of moments I wish I could change
And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade

In a city of fools, I was careful and cool
but they tore me apart like a hurricane

A handful of moments I wish I could change
But I was carried away

Give me therapy, I'm a walking travesty
But I am smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me.
And you can keep all your misery

[Whatever]

Lame. off to tuition.