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The Same Old Sad Song
Friday, May 20, 2005

Wallow

Look at it... one minute it's exactly what
you wanted... another is something you couldn't
walk away from. Look at that, shit, it's just
the same as it always was... what's really
changed?
The look in your eyes... your hands on me...
it's the same as it was before, nothings faded..
nothing's changed...
So I can sit here, wrapped up and knowing...
knowing it's either lie here, waiting for the
rest of my time... for nothing...
How great is nothing in and of itself?
So I can do this... I can sit here and it
doesn't hurt.. finally it doesn't hurt...
sooner or later I won't need to know, I won't
worry anymore about you. I won't think about you.
I won't anything... nothing... just like now.

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