Entertainment can only become so sure
Until the uncertainty steps in
And I begin to find the coldest
And the worse in you
She's everything I'm not
And she doesn't see it herself
How life has been reduced
To nothing but society standard
Life is more than the bottles
And the foreign territory
But your ending is far
And I pray it'd be written well
12/03/2008
Ten Fingers
Written by Unknown at 9:47 PM
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1 two cents' worth:
that's sad, and honest.
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