Sunday, August 27, 2006
i jus wanna frigggin complain and make alot of useless rants and noise bout my life kaobei's the word but some how i cant find the energy to days are juz fleeting past and i'm like stuck frozen in one spot i need to chalk in some serious studying man progress's way too slow
and to reiterate my point last post...snow patrol's eyes open album totally rocks and wad an irony for one of the better song's actually named shut your eyes
Shut your eyes and think of somewhere Somewhere cold and caked in snow By the fire we break the quiet Learn to wear each other well And when the worrying starts to hurt and the world feels like graves of dirt Just close your eyes until you can imagine this place, you're our secret space at will Shut your eyes, I spin the big chair And you'll feel dizzy, light, and free And falling gently on the cushion You can come and sing to me And when the worrying starts to hurt and the world feels like graves of dirt Just close your eyes until you can imagine this place, you're our secret space at will (Shut your eyes [x4]) Shut your eyes and sing to me (Shut your eyes and sing to me) [x4]
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