Saturday, February 26, 2005

Kaput


THOUGH I'VE TRIED, I'VE FALLEN
I HAVE SUNK SO LOW
I'VE MESSED UP
BETTER
I SHOULD KNOW
SO DON'T COME ROUND HERE
AND TELL ME I TOLD YOU SO...

We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
The past can be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
In the lonely light of morning
In the wound that would not heal
IT'S THE BITTER TASTE OF LOSING EVERYTHING
THAT I'VE HELD SO DEAR...

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