cuke15's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chrystina Lloree - All Your Promises Finally.. a fucking song that can bring me perfect solace, where every note and every word describes how I feel about what happened with Chrissy. I'm happy today.. hehe. RAWK ON(%#!()%
Didn't I, didn't I give you that second chance that you said you deserved You asked me why, but wasn't it you that told me all my doubts were so absurd And once again, I've been up & down, up & down all night (well, it's early in the morning and he's still not home) And I guess my friend, this one engine plane looks like it ain't gonna survive Cuz All your promises have fallen down to the floor And my brain is so tired, my heart is so sore Can't glue it back together, it's permanent torn So I'm taking the spare key from under the mat, and locking the door Wasn't it, wasn't it you that told me this time things were gonna change Didn't want to quit, but I've watched all your words fade out into yesterday Such a mess we're in, and I've been over & over, over & over it again (well, she can taste the lies and she's all alone) I'm amazed my friend, that you can close your eyes and just pretend Cuz All your promises have fallen down to the floor And my brain is so tired, my heart is so sore Can't glue it back together, it's permanent torn So I'm taking the spare key from under the mat, and locking the door Your gravity is pulling me down, But don't worry, I'm not gonna drown-no It's possible that I don't care at all Guess I'm numb from hitting this brick wall Cuz All your promises have fallen down to the floor And my brain is so tired, my heart is so sore Can't glue it back together, it's permanent torn So I'm taking the spare key from under the mat, and locking the door
BTW, Chrystina Lloree = Jayce Fincher's wife.. Jayce Fincher = M3 bass player. 4:34 p.m. - 2002-07-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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