Monday, April 09, 2007

apparently i got 9 old players out of 25 left in utopia. thats sad.
somehow life has lost its meaning
nothing seems catching now
mabe thats why im gaming now
if u count metal slug and vba tt is
im starting to regret so many stuff i did
yet something seems to be stopping me to do anything abt it

im addicted to down and out by the academy is...
seriously go download it
its a nice song with meaning

and my bro just left for army today
and he looks kinda funny bald.
dunno why but he shaved his head even before entering lol
so i get to use his bag for the next 2 wks
yay.

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Out of the box, out of the kitchen.
Out of the world she's grown so fearful of, so fearful of.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again, my friend.
This is the end.


Out of the house, she grabs the keys, runs for the hills and doesn't leave a letter.
That way the impact will be much better.
Away from the man that she's grown so fearful of, so fearful of.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again.
I don't ever want to see you again.

Why, oh why, do you wear sunglasses in the home
When the sun went down about an hour ago?
Why, oh why, do you wear sunglasses in the home
When the sun went down about an hour ago?
Life should not be that way.

Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Speak now or forever hold your peace in pieces.

Now that I'm grown I've seen marriages fall to pieces.
Now that I'm grown I've seen friendships fall to pieces.

Weekend warriors, and our best friends.
The writers weren't kidding about how all good things must end.
Then again some things, then again some things are far too good,
Some things are far too good to go ahead and let go.

Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Always up or down, never down and out.
You dream of demons while you sleep that make you stutter when you speak.
Speak now or forever hold your peace.

We won't forget Tony or Johnny, oh, oh.
No matter how they miss us they still wish us the best on the road.
Garrett took a plane to Paris, France.
Now he's cooking up entries for the pretty, pretty French girls.
Bookends, Blue and Clarity, to The Wall and Grace.
Darkside, Wish and a toast to the late Figure 8.

Weekend warriors and our best friends.
The writers weren't kidding, but the good things will live in our hearts.