one day, this story will end.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Stop staring through me like you know who i am.
i dont need no arms around me.
i dont need no drugs to calm me.
i have seen the writing on the wall.
dont think i need anything at all.
no.
dont think i need anything at all.
all and all it was
just bricks in the wall.
all in all
you were
all
just bricks in the wall.
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