Thursday, December 11, 2008

Gone

“I will not beat it
And tell myself it is true
I will succeed it
And never be a part of you”

Farther from the past
Like nothing before
For me it’s the last
I’m sick of this

Ridicule us
Tear us apart
Burn us inside out
We’ll never stop

Out of control
You’re out of control
Out of control
Everyone is out of control.

Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control

“I will not beat it
And tell myself it is true
I will succeed it
And never be a part of you.”

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