Thursday, December 3, 2009
I need another storySomething to get off my chestMy life gets kinda boringNeed something that I can confess'Til all my sleeves are stained redFrom all the truth that I've saidCome by it honestly, I swearThought you saw me wink, noI've been on the brink, soTell me what you want to hearSomething that were like those yearsSick of all the insincereSo I'm gonna give all my secrets awayThis time, don't need another perfect lineDon't care if critics never jump in lineI'm gonna give all my secrets away
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