January 2011
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Hate
anyone can tell you there’s no more road to ride
everyone will tell you there’s no place to hide there’s no laws or rules to enchain your life but the ones who didn’t make it, the ones who couldn’t take it, so glad they made it out alive everyone loves the fun everyone comes by in the wind I crunch, I want to die they can give me pills or let me drink my fill the heart wants to explode far away...