Mar. 18, 2004 - 1:41 p.m.
There'll be no more AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGH
There is no pain, you are receeding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again,
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
some of the most beautiful lyrics ever written
old bitching - random - new bitching
Guess!!
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Feels Like:
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What's Wrong With Alice?
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