Why do you never sing in church on Sundays?
Why won’t you ever go all the way?
You’re floating towards heavenly hell
Hanging from the rafters like a church bell
You're light years away from reality
Lonely, and lost in a white Russian galaxy
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head?
Who knows?
Thursday, April 27, 2006
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2 comments:
i knew deep inside you were emo '-)
Shhh! don't tell anyone.
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