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Post by Charlie on Oct 20, 2002 15:55:08 GMT -5
stop killing myself just to please you
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Post by Lauren on Oct 21, 2002 14:52:52 GMT -5
With his words telling my whole life,
With his words, killing me softly,
With his song.
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Post by Peffkitten on Oct 21, 2002 16:56:55 GMT -5
She was weak and he was strong
It didn't take that long
This is her song...
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Post by Charlie on Oct 23, 2002 14:06:52 GMT -5
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavour of the weak
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Post by Nicôle on Oct 23, 2002 17:08:26 GMT -5
Fashion - the timings all wrong
They taste another flavour
And pretty soon you're gone.
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Post by Lauren on Oct 24, 2002 9:30:34 GMT -5
I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know
That in the years since you've been gone I've finally let you go.
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Post by Nicôle on Oct 26, 2002 13:16:28 GMT -5
I'll be standing here for the next 100 years,
If it all should end tonight, I'll know it was worth the fight.
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Post by Charlie on Oct 30, 2002 8:34:20 GMT -5
I'm standing on the edge of the world, critising something they just can't understand.
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Post by Lauren on Oct 30, 2002 14:44:20 GMT -5
It's the end of the world as we know it,
And I feel fine...
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Post by Charlie on Nov 3, 2002 17:36:33 GMT -5
please don't say it's over, please don't say it's the end
(EMO!)
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Post by Peffkitten on Nov 9, 2002 12:38:15 GMT -5
and let's move to the beat
like it's already over
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Post by Charlie on Nov 9, 2002 15:40:19 GMT -5
time sliced beat by beat
in a row, in a line, in a club, in a city.
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Post by Peffkitten on Nov 10, 2002 3:21:58 GMT -5
In the city a boy gets old
A boy gets bitter
A boy learns not to trust someone inside his room
The door locked tight
YOU KEEP THE DOOR LOCKED!
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Post by Charlie on Nov 10, 2002 8:24:34 GMT -5
in the city there's a thousand things i wanna say to you.
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Post by Peffkitten on Nov 10, 2002 14:57:14 GMT -5
this is the city the city of angels
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