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I can be your liar
I can be your bearer of bad news
Sick and inspired by the diamonds in your fire
Burning like a flame inside of you
But is this just desire or the truth?
Shame on me for the ruse
Shame on me for the blues
Another one return that I'll never use
I won't go getting tired of you
I won't go getting tired of you
I'm not getting tired
Hanging on this wire
Waiting for the day I have to choose
Cursed by love so dire
One more boy for hire
One more boy to lend a hand to you
Is this just desire or the truth? Foo Fighters : Tired Of You
< - >
* the marks of memories forgotten
* wasting emotions, over again
* intentions, and such
* nothing unusual, nothing's changed - just a little older, that's all (damien rice : amie)
* now I understand! It doesn't make sense because it isn't supposed to
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a not that ugly design |
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when ideas fail, words come in very handy
keep an eye on the present
look to the future
but don't forget
the past
keep wishing
keep dreaming
keep those you love close
keep writing it all down
keep making new friends
and never forget who you are
or where you come from
all
opinions
appreciated
extras
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