Decisions in life we make
some we never know why
reflective and regret full
how did we end up here?
Life, dreams, goals, the pie in the sky
all we ever wanted
two days, two years
it's times like these we can't tell the difference
the line is being blurred
you're breaking the rules
it was never supposed to be like this
Fairy tales and script-like love
these are things of dreams my friend
The hardest part is doing this alone, or doing this
all the things I thought would wait
are lies and deception
the two have become the premise of my life
tired of feeling
distance makes the heart grow fonder
Life makes the heart grow colder
a rock beats life through me
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Driving Song
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