Bus Ride Home
I'll just sit here,
Escape into my own little place,
Listen to my iPod,
Lose track of every face. I'll start to fall into a dose,
Look like a fool,
And try not to break my nose.
Mood Swings And Roundabouts
Get off your high tower,
No one gives a shit about your so called power. Stop dragging everyone down, wear a smile not that stupid frown. But your too important,
Better than anyone else.
I've Had Enough
It's killing me
I just want to leave
I want to be able to breathe
I want to discover
I want to achieve
I want to become what I want to become
I'm done when I'm done
Not when you think I'm...
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I hope you find comfort in this silence.
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"I lust for the sound that keeps us moving".