- I'll scream until my chest caves in, maybe then this game will end.
- Kill or be killed, well, I'm already dead. So tell me what you're gonna do with a gun to your head?
- I'll dream dreams of needful things, memories && wishful thinking. Tonight I'll be carried off to places I don't want to go. Where faces of my past will smother me && never let me go.
- There's a gun in my mouth && I can't pull the trigger. A broken smile, with a broken finger.
- If the house was burning I wouldn't run. You are the trigger && I am the gun.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
2/12/08
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