11-13-2006, 01:52 AM
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Last Online: 01-31-2012 04:50 PM
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Manianimania
Adrenaline, coffee, and cigarettes
did'nt seem like a bad way to fall
I'd love to tell you 'bout all my regrets
but I still can't remember it all
Thought if I was so crazy
I'd have the buzz of a lifetime
but it faded when I needed it most
And now I'm hacking and coughing, wired for sound
& the caffeine is making me choke.
You might call me a cynic to see your life as mundane
but your blood's like molasses, and mine's like cocaine
So when you see me falling and go crashing past
please overlook my screams and my gasps
Don't feign understanding when I claw at the air
or try to imagine you've ever been there
Just forgive me for sayin you don't have the tools
Cuz the terror would kill you to play by these rules.
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