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Its only you...
beautiful...
Created on 2005-09-24 19:01:23 (#8374400), last updated 2005-09-25
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| Name: | low_fuellightxx |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 08-31 |
| Location: | Anderson, Indiana, United States |
So, it's sad this doesn't suit you now.
And me fresh out of rope...
Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this.
So take me and break me and make me strong like you.
I'll be forever grateful to this and you.
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose it's only you.
Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel.
Even new wine served in old skins cheapens the taste.
I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me.
I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised.
Do you understand?
It's only you, beautiful.
Or don't want anyone.
If I can choose, it's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect eyes will have perfect aim.
If I can choose, it's only you.
“We're wrecking” and I'm dry like a drum...when you scream
so fine I'll leave... we're spent... we've got time and trials...
measured in miles... we slave for days (and weeks).
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose. It's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect lies from a perfect dame.
If I can choose... it's only you.
And me fresh out of rope...
Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this.
So take me and break me and make me strong like you.
I'll be forever grateful to this and you.
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose it's only you.
Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel.
Even new wine served in old skins cheapens the taste.
I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me.
I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised.
Do you understand?
It's only you, beautiful.
Or don't want anyone.
If I can choose, it's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect eyes will have perfect aim.
If I can choose, it's only you.
“We're wrecking” and I'm dry like a drum...when you scream
so fine I'll leave... we're spent... we've got time and trials...
measured in miles... we slave for days (and weeks).
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose. It's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect lies from a perfect dame.
If I can choose... it's only you.
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austin, black and white photos, brand new, brittany, car rides, cherrys, chocolate, cluming mutans(inside joke), crunch wrap supremes, diet coke, eyeliner, fall out boy, free lunch, jeremiah thomas srygley, kissing in the rain, limes, lj, long phone conversations, ms. stephenson, my friends, my ipod, november 11th, rain, road trips, sex, sex and the city, skipping class, sleeping in, sleepovers, something corporate, sugar cookies, teeter tateers, true love, vodka, volcom
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