Denial is only Accepted in the Largest Doeses

by Kendall   Mar 31, 2007


Blows to the lungs hit fast and hard
we're a little busy on the present now
and i just can't find a way
out of the maze I've created

no one can help me now
entwined so deeply that its wrapped around
and looped and pulled
i can't do anymore, okay
one more hit, okay, one more hit

spin around but I'm still sitting
whirl and laugh and chew on this
aggravation through it's teeth
scream to none, can't pass me up

it's as real as Christmas eve
it's a movie, we're a scene
drop dead baby, find your life
memories fade in the morning

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