.. What has become of me ..

About Lyon

filled with nonsense
gullible
very lazy as hell
loves to eat but always lazy to
loves music and my guitars

Talk To Me

Wishes

A new Dean guitar
My own house
A car

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

"NOTE TO SELF"

two roads.. split off from here,
and my life goes runnin in opposite directions
exaggeratin the barrier between who i am, and who i want to be

i wanted to be the breath of fresh air,
when everythin smelled so insincere
but this taste still lingers in my mouth,
deceit has ways of stickin around
and im ready to disappear,
vacation seem far, seems far from here

note to self: i miss you terribly
this is what we call a tragedy
come back to me, come back to me, to me..

i can feel my mind, wanderin again
into where i dont know, and will i ever get home
time starts movin, faster than i can
and im sick of this scene,
i need to break the routine

two roads, split off from here
and my life goes runnin, in opposite directions
exageratin the barrier between who i am, and who i want to be

which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet im so far
which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet im so.. far..

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