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a blue jean memory that lifts you up from the cordury wasteland of your life so put on your polyurethane pants and your vinyl boots and step onto t..

in my head i am somebody i am not. in my posture i demand respect that i gave up. in my eyes i am blinded by brilliant stars gone dull. in my he..

Lost in the woods Lost on the streets Lost in a crowd Lost in love Lost in you Lost in my head but i'm not looking for anything only loo..

screaming thunder howling rain children's laughter sister's pain summer gone before my eyes winter comes exposed disguise laughing stars ..

you haunt me. you are on my mind. i don't mean to think of you, i can't help it. i want to be with you and listen to your words i want to learn y..

it just turned midnight and the tired sky fell asleep eyes closed on the misfortune while lids rest on the misgivings that your heart wept for y..

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