Think to Fay.
Feel Temper.
Adress Temper.
Yell with a pillow over your mouth.

Think to Fay.
Feel Temper.
Adress Temper.
Yell with a pillow over your mouth.
No more dreaming of the dead as the death itself was undone
No more crawling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so long
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so long
Dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world.
Take a chill pill.
Edited by PaulMacC (Forum Super Moderator): Please do not post pointlessly.
Last edited by PaulMacC; 30-06-2009 at 08:13 PM.
i actually cant deal with my tempers, i just vent it by shouting, alot. LOL.
No more dreaming of the dead as the death itself was undone
No more crawling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so long
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so long
Dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world.
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