Yesterday I got lost in the circus
Feeling like such a mess
Now I'm down
I'm just hanging on the corner
I can't help but reminisce
When you're gone all the colors fade
When you're gone no
New Year's Day parade
You're gone
Colors seem to fade
Your mama called she said that you're down stairs crying
Feeling like such a mess
Yeah I hear you you're in the background bawling
What happened to your sweet summertime dress
I know we all, we all got our faults
We get locked in our vaults and we stay
But when you're gone all the colors fade
When you're gone no
New Year's Day parade
You're gone
Colors seem to fade
Colors seem to fade
Yeah
Permalink Wednesday, May 24, 2006 10:11 PM Posted by Karlee 0 comments Leave a comment
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pot-boiler chronicles my teen years. well, this is mostly embarrassing but we were all angry, 'misunderstood' individuals once. haha, i guess this site will always remain here because i get nostalgic :) (i'm going to regret this the moment i press 'enter')



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