Sorry I'm busy.
Sun, 29 Jul 2007 at 12:47am
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I can see you and me, together
I mean. So many lies,
I can taste them on your lips.
Are you so blind to your tricks?
I want to beat you with a stick.
That's a little over done,
but it wouldn't began to cover
the things you've made me feel.
Your eyes illuminate a still room,
yet your words bring gloom to the day.
I thought about you today,
it made me feel pain.
You play your role,
"staying true to the game."
I hate the way you say please.
I couldn't resist if
I had a gun to my head.
It's the way you make me feel,
like two hits of coke.
A drug that cant be ignored.
So go ahead, confine in your lies.
Lose your self in your fantasy.
I hope you get far in life.
But remember, if you ever need a hand
I'm not here. O my, I used your line.
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"I used your line" sounds like it could've been a coke reference, the "drug that can't be ignored". It'd be a very good one at that. I know that's not what this is about, just saying. I like this, though.