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And its not our fault... its just your own new suicide
4:26 p.m. 2003-07-29

Million dollar transportation four wheels and sell your soul for the hood of a car. Cover yourself in clothes and show off how little you covet and wear your wealth upon your sleeve. Emotions for sale, love in a bottle, spray it on and you'll never be lonely again. Romantic visions of iron and skyscrapers can't change the fact that in the eye of the innocent this is all just fearless drudgery and illusionistic dreams.

"You're all trapped inside your little worlds, your little worlds you'll never feel" -Staind

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