at the artist,s leisure Part 3
pen down - pen on paper tear smudged ink permeates my fingertips "i love a man in uniform" can,t get you outta my mind think too much - i suppose i thought i knew what it took guess my plans were flawed i watched as you erased your name from the blueprints can,t just replace you gonna try and figuer it out i,m so "f,n full of it" solace is welcomed but not easy to come by friends and liquor alone won,t exorcise you - demon so i press on try to find this new i dentity a new me i suppose "let,s just pretend that we knew this all along/ and when you were gone that you,d come find me" Written February 1st, 2002 © on Feb 01 2002 02:44 PM PST 10 • 0
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"pen down - pen on paper..."