Sunday, February 13, 2011

Downtown, train wreck, losers with one-track minds.
It's do or die tonight, if dying means losing the fight.
Drum sets beating! My peers, my fears will fester.
Stuck in this midnight terror, holding out till you say never.
Don't take my words for granted. It costs more than you could fathom.
Occupy my time, I promise not to waste your heart.

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