Saturday, February 20, 2010

2/12/08

  1. I'll scream until my chest caves in, maybe then this game will end.
  2. Kill or be killed, well, I'm already dead. So tell me what you're gonna do with a gun to your head?
  3. 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.
  4. There's a gun in my mouth && I can't pull the trigger. A broken smile, with a broken finger.
  5. If the house was burning I wouldn't run. You are the trigger && I am the gun.

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