25.7.09

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you don't wanna be
i don't wanna see
get your feet on the floor
shut the door
count to four
there's ice on your shoulders
i don't wanna fall face down
in the flood of the tears from the years that we loved and messed up
let's get older
there's a shadow on the wall and it's nine feet tall
and my heart won't sink cause it's obviously nothing at all
and in a roundabout way i can desappear towards the coast
the most i have to say isn't that revealing at all

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