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Saturday, December 11, 2004
standing on the edge of morning
scent of sex and new found glory
playing as she's pulling back her hair
she drives away; she's feeling worthless
used again but nothing's different
she'd stay the night
but knows he doesn't care
home by three to deafening quiet
the porch lights' off; guess they forgot it
she'd cry herself to sleep but she don't dare
and she wants to be a model
she wants to hear she's beautiful
she's beautiful
i want to save you
i want to save you
i need you, save me too
i want to save you
- something corporate; i want to save you
to no one in particular;
would you be the one to save me?
as they strum their guitars in the neon lights
the crowd dances to the beat;
i watch them sink in agony
the atmosphere makes it hard to breathe
the world suddenly seems to spin
and the rhythm starts to slip
you resent the taste of beer in your mouth
you close your eyes to prevent-
(but you've never stopped them;
you knew, didn't you?)
hallucinations and illusions
hands reaching out to feel sanity
the scent of cologne; sweat;
malboro and alcohol in the air
a sense of poignancy shoots up your mind
you wasted seventeen years of your life
you've wasted seventeen years of your life.
inspired by the juliana theory wallpaper.
7:23 AM