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Monday, 16 June 2008

I can't wait to pass the time in my room alone

I feel dead to the world
I feel left out
Strick off
Another few weeks I'll be unknown
I'm off the radar
Off course
I'd love to sleep for the rest of time.
I am not worth the footnotes.
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66 Sleepers To Summer.

Blind men saw what no one saw before.
Someone with nothing standing on the edge of the world.
All roads lead to somewhere else.
I know I lost my way.
Don't make me leader, I'll lead you the wrong way.
Let me just sing sad songs to right all their wrongs.
There ain't a change coming soon.
Couldn't even save you, no saviour am I.
They sold us out for nothing, there's something to say.
It's getting worse each day.
Empty hearts and winter riot hopeless blue.
ideas for falling. Why don't you hold on too?
Couldn't even save us, no saviour am I.
Its always that for nothing, theirs something to say.
I know I'm lying. I can't let you down anymore.
I'm not the one to lead you all.

- Hope of the States