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A primal prima nocta scream bursts the clouds as I spin around spin around I fight the urge to pound my head against the wall as a voice calls my name & I feel the shame from ages ago it echoes it echoes it echoes again friends laughing as I fall with an empty bottle in my hand I stand down fall up take a bow But how do I how do I how do I fly away from here? How do I how do I how do I fly away from here without my time piece Headlights suddenly blind me as I’m dancin’ in the streets Tryin’ to flee this rhythm this rhythm Carelessly derelicts speak to the pain I scream & the beating the beating the beating of my heart I just wish I could fall up to the stars…
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Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 9:23 AM UTC
Buzzkill: The night I flipped out at a party
A primal prima nocta scream bursts the clouds as I spin around spin around I fight the urge to pound my head against the wall as a voice calls my name & I feel the shame from ages ago it echoes it echoes it echoes again friends laughing as I fall with an empty bottle in my hand I stand down fall up take a bow But how do I how do I how do I fly away from here? How do I how do I how do I fly away from here without my time piece Headlights suddenly blind me as I’m dancin’ in the streets Tryin’ to flee this rhythm this rhythm Carelessly derelicts speak to the pain I scream & the beating the beating the beating of my heart I just wish I could fall up to the stars…
This was dug up from perhaps..... 2 years ago? Something like that.
brycical
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Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 9:23 AM UTC
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