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12 Jan 2010 21:27:02 IST
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When you were here before ,Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel, Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so f**kin' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so f**kin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo............................
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29 Jan 2010 17:10:43 IST
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Whatever makes you happy,whatever you want,you're so f*ckin special,I wish I were special........Someone has good taste in music. Radiohead mania...
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13 Mar 2010 17:03:03 IST
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HA hA gueSS WHOS bACK PPL ......... Karma POLICE arrest this girl..................
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16 Mar 2010 13:25:37 IST
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No surprises, coz You Never Clean up After Yourself.
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22 Mar 2010 13:21:56 IST
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Everything, everything, everything, everything.. In its right place In its right place In its right place In its right place
Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
Everything, everything, everything.. In its right place In its right place In its right place Right place
There are two colours in my head There are two colours in my head What, what is that you try to say? What, what was that you tried to say? Tried to say.. tried to say.. Tried to say.. tried to say.. tried to say...
Everything, everything, everything
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29 Mar 2010 11:39:10 IST
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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy. Flyin' on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love. They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out. They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
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29 Mar 2010 11:39:18 IST
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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy. Flyin' on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love. They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out. They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
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29 Mar 2010 11:39:24 IST
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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy. Flyin' on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever stop. You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk. All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love. They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out. They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
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