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Monday, May 11, 2009

we might change

She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough
I'm a little bit rusty,
and I think my head is caving in
And I don't know if I've ever been really loved
By a hand that's touched me,
well I feel like something's
Gonna give
And I'm a little bit angry,
well

This ain't over, no not here,
not while I still need you
Around
You don't owe me,
we might change
Yeah we just might feel good

- Push, Matchbox 20

things seem to pass me by, like I'm watching the movie of my life
no matter I yell at the screen or think, stop
It happens anyway
trapped in the same old rutine, nothing new, nothing different

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