existence, well what does it matter
i exist on the best terms i can
the past is now part of my future
the present is well out of hand
the present is well out of hand

heart and soul, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn
one will burn, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn


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sodding mornings
30 June 2004 - 9:53 a.m.

whoever invented mornings should be shot in the head, execution-style.

ugh.