Bones, sinking like stones,
All that we fought for,
And homes, places we've grown,
All of us are done for.

And we live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world,

Bones, sinking like stones,
All that we fought for,
And homes, places we've grown,
All of us are done for.

And we live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world.

Oh, all that I know,
There's nothing here to run from,
Cause, yeah, everybody here's got somebody to lean on.

Permalink Saturday, May 09, 2009 11:00 AM Posted by Karlee 1 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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