Saturday, August 20, 2005

I’ve missed my chance, I need reassurance.

And I know it wasn’t right, but it felt so good, and your mother didn’t mind like I thought she would, and an rem song was playing in my mind, and 3 ½ minutes, felt like a lifetime. You move like water, I could drown in you. I fell deep once, till you pulled me through. You tell me, no one is allowed to be so proud, they never reach out when they’re giving up. ~Better than Ezra.
I feel this appropriate right now…
Can I graduate?
Can I graduate?
Can I look at faces that I meet
Can I get my punk *** off the street
I’ve been living on for so long.
(can I graduate)
To the ******* talking down to me
Your whipping boy calamity
Cross your fingers, I’m going to knock it all down
(can I graduate)
Echo fading, we can’t let go
She goes walking by in slow~mo’
Sell your heart out for a buck
Go on, fade out, before I get stuck
Talking to somebody like you
Do you live the days you go through
Will this song live on long after we do
(can I graduate)
Can I look at faces that I meet
Can I get my punk *** off the street
Won’t die on the vine. I wanna knock it all down
(can I graduate)
Echo fading, candle blow
Did you flash out long ago
Cross my fingers, I don’t know
Someone poked you down below.
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I graduate
Can I get my punk *** off the street
Can I look at faces that I meet
I’m not waiting here for you to fly (I mind)
Will this song live on long after we do ( I mind)

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