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Friday, March 23, 2007
c'mon, tell me, is this the end?
SIMPLER TIMES!
(shhh.. let me pretend I'm very busy and important now.)
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Hamza matar
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nice page
March 23, 2007 at 12:46 PM
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right back to where you started from
at first it's constricting, but then it becomes pa...
I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star
why don't you ask me to my face, bitch
oh sailor, why'd you do it, what'd you do that for?
bring out the bucket, bring out the cloth
c'mon, tell me, is this the end?
you could climb a ladder up to the sun
i get the feeling i could leave you on the interstate
i am a block of ice
come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
i wasn't gonna vomit because you weren't here
it's just a man and a horse being hung out there
all i want is somethin special and you can give it...
we can't go back, it won't be the same
time is on our side, lets not waste another minute
like a fool, I went and stayed too long
would you fuck off with the fucking candles
life is but a dream to me
don't look at me in that tone of voice
you're staring at my dress. I should explain.
shit, I'm a changed man
uhhuh, shut up Bob Woodruff.
all you do is smash things up
"pacific ocean" - not to be confused with "atlanti...
she's the best of the million dollar club, obviously
rockin aint no walk in the park, lady
but I'm a dapper dan, man
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