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I'll tell you my name
i'll give you my address and my credit card number, if you like
just listen to me.
of course i'll sit down,
i'll even have a glass of water.
there it goes:
i hate walks, crowds
and i hate plastic flowers and yellow anything
i hate waking up early and summer camps,
political talk-shows
and romantic movies.
i don't like waiting in line and talking to old people
i don't think that "new" means "better"
and no, i don't want to change.
don't know if better friends make you a better person
or having no friends at all means
that you don't exist.
i have no idea who you are or
what you make of all this,
but one thing's for sure:
i'll never be honest again.
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by C. Parson
Maybe I Will
Your words keep crushing me slowly
Slowly
Still holding on to the lies I've told
Can you fix me?
These whispered
Part of the scene
I slip in unnoticed like a thief in a moment
Skimming the walls before I crawl to the door
I've been here
END OF MY ROPE
I am an embryo i have no culture
I am the surface where the skin gets ruptured
I am raw deals , broken seals
Written: 7/20/2002
Title: Breakdown
Breakdown. ...breakdown.
You're headed for a breakdown.(Repeat)
C hasin', runnin', tryin' to
Hurt.
[Verse 1:]
I try to hurt myself to see if I still feel, but I don't feel a thing.
I stand still like a concrete statue,
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