w.t.f. sums up my life
work(school).train.fly. well, what did you think?
i'm tired now after two days of trying to stick to my agreement of being a conscientious student. maybe it's just the freaky weather - scorching sunshine one moment, booming thunderstorms the next, that's getting to me. as a 'snake', i have the right to be picky about my environment, after all, i'm supposed to be cold-blooded, unable to survive in extreme temperatures...unless i'm a desert snake. but this is a tropical country, how desert-like can it get? i'm not making any sense. and probably sound whiny (very slightly). but, i am not angsty. far from it! i'm quite motivated actually. just tired. bleargh and dnco-wx last pfl today..
anyway, good song :)
Hands Down
Dashboard Confessional
Breathe in for luck.
Breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed, you share with me.
This night is wild, so calm and dull.
These hearts, they race, from self-control.
Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine.
We're doing fine.
We're doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
The words are hushed, "let's not get busted."
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"Hey did you get some?"
Man that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close, they can't hear.
So we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember.
Always remember the sound of the stereo.
The dim of the soft lights.
The scent of your hair, that you twirled in your fingers.
And the time on the clock, when we realized "It's so late!"
And this walk that we share together.
The streets were wet, and the gate was locked,
So I jumped it, and let you in.
And you stood at the door, with your hands on my waist.
And you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew...that you meant it.
i'm tired now after two days of trying to stick to my agreement of being a conscientious student. maybe it's just the freaky weather - scorching sunshine one moment, booming thunderstorms the next, that's getting to me. as a 'snake', i have the right to be picky about my environment, after all, i'm supposed to be cold-blooded, unable to survive in extreme temperatures...unless i'm a desert snake. but this is a tropical country, how desert-like can it get? i'm not making any sense. and probably sound whiny (very slightly). but, i am not angsty. far from it! i'm quite motivated actually. just tired. bleargh and dnco-wx last pfl today..
anyway, good song :)
Hands Down
Dashboard Confessional
Breathe in for luck.
Breathe in so deep.
This air is blessed, you share with me.
This night is wild, so calm and dull.
These hearts, they race, from self-control.
Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine.
We're doing fine.
We're doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
The words are hushed, "let's not get busted."
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"Hey did you get some?"
Man that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close, they can't hear.
So we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember.
Always remember the sound of the stereo.
The dim of the soft lights.
The scent of your hair, that you twirled in your fingers.
And the time on the clock, when we realized "It's so late!"
And this walk that we share together.
The streets were wet, and the gate was locked,
So I jumped it, and let you in.
And you stood at the door, with your hands on my waist.
And you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew...that you meant it.
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3/27/2007 07:52:00 PM
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