Weekdays in school
Weekends at home
cold winter nights
when I'm alone
Good old friends
they meet their ends
their time is up
new friends
good luck
over-thinking all the time
an emotional rhyme
crying at night
yet laughing daylight
making these choices
hearing these voices
talking to myself
for I've got no one else
this little bit of pain
is what's driving me insane
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 8:51 PM UTC
Weekdays in school
Weekends at home
cold winter nights
when I'm alone
Good old friends
they meet their ends
their time is up
new friends
good luck
over-thinking all the time
an emotional rhyme
crying at night
yet laughing daylight
making these choices
hearing these voices
talking to myself
for I've got no one else
this little bit of pain
is what's driving me insane
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