Monday, June 20, 2011

Get lost

I love when goods songs randomly play that you never realized you owned before.

Surely there's no substitute for company
My mom's ripping off her hands one flake at a time
All her children left the house and left her all alone
But just like she'd tell me
Things get better
Just wait and you'll see

Take one day at a time

Anything else you can leave behind
Only one thing at a time
Anything more really hurts your mind
I don't want for us to take pills anymore
Not that it's bad
I don't want for us to take pills because we're stronger and we don't need them

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