Saturday, November 01, 2003

what if i was actually an engine fac-er in disguise? what if i was meant to be a robber all along, just that i didnt know what it meant? it isnt too late is it?

kata fami, "mari hidup selamanya dan bangun pagi dengan gelas penuh muntah sendiri."
"lets live forever and wake up every morning with a glass of our own vomit" - fami

My life passes me on the shoulder
And leaves me nowhere
I know a place that I can go
Please take me there

That voice says take it to the bridge
I'm falling, falling
And when I almost loose my grip
That voice keeps calling

Day in I'm out of patience
Punch in, day out
I'm wasting my time
I know what I want
Stand up and it's mine, mine, mine

I slide my hand around the back of your neck
You tell me you love me
And sing with me

music in my head :: on the shoulder :: smoking popes

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