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myself. cuz i have no clue who i am.
this guy *bites lip* i got some 'ear muffs' for him ;)
Amy's gone
And time rolls on
How far? how fast? how long?The last time we saw Amy
She was headed for the shore
Fighting off the volatile gray skiesShe said now begins forever
And that no one knows their time
We bid farewell not knowing
That might be our last good-byeAmy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rainsWhere time was a question
She only knew one song:
She's singing, "how far, how fast, how long?"Salvation is a fire
In the midnight of the soul
It lights up like a can of gasolineYeah, she's a freedom fighter
She's a stand up kind of girl
She's out to start a fire
In a bar code plastic worldWhen everything stops moving
And I stop to catch my breath
And ride my train of thought
All the way roundMy thoughts return to Amy
And the fire she's begun
She came when we were freezing
And left us burning up
Another sentimental argument and bitter love. fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud. Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone. The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride.
A knocked down dragged out fight. Fat lips and open wounds. Another wasted night and no one will take the fall.
Where do we go from here? And what did you do with the directions? Promise me no dead end streets And I'll guarantee we'll have the road.
Hang out my window
And over your head
Stare at your feelings
To see where they end
You're waiting here
For someone else to break you
From the inside
You've been so composed
But we all know there's
Always something
Tearing you apart
It's always so much longer
Than you counted on
And it hits you so much harder
Than you thought
But you don't worry
Cuz you got soul
You're so heavy
You're so misunderstood
And I spent all my wishes
Wishing times were good
When I still could
Wait around here
For someone else to take me
Past the good side
You have been here so long
makes ya think huh?
to all the babies i've lost, i cant put into words how much i miss you
Deff my Mom, and all the other single moms of the world that work their asses off. madeleine for her patience. lydia for her honesty.
and this guy cuz hes f-ing hot - and one of the greatest strong man competitors ever! ;)