The good lord will take you away


The good lord will take you away

 

 
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lost souls. ________________________________________________________________
Ouch my head hurts.

Each time the story's the same. I get home, I shower, I laZe in bed with wet hair and then Ouch my head hurts. but I don't ever learn my lesson, I never learn to dry my hair before I laZe in bed, don't ask me why but I just don't.

So I guess I have no one to blame right now for the pain that I'm feeling.

suddenly I feel like one of those christmas island's crabs- one of those I killed. I used to tell brandon, hey u know what, I really don't get why these Crabs come out and get themselves killed every season.

They hear of the story of how their grandparents got killed when they attempted to cross the main road, they've learnt of how their parents got crushed under the wheels of some stupid tourist's 4wd, but hey once they grow up, they go right out and do the same damn thinG.

Why, u ask. It used to baffle me, but I guess not now anymore.

The answer is simple.

Like me who refuse to learn to dry my hair before lazing in bed, they refuse to learn the lessons of their ancestors' deaths.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl.

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Travis - Flowers in the Window

There's no reason to feel bad
But there are many reasons to feel glad, sad, mad
Its just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But i am here to help you with the load.

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Flowers in the window
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And i am glad that you feel the same
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You're one in a million
And i love you so, so lets watch the flowers grow.

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