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Ramblings of the Night.
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January - June 2006 What's it like down there?
Is it lonely now I don't care?
Give me a better reason than shame,
For remembering your name,
Because right now I'm starting to feel ill.
I wonder why I missed you,
It makes my stomach sick that I kissed you,
All the time I thought it was you I need,
But now my hatred for you has had time to breed,
I'd rather slit your throat and spill your blood on my shirt,
Than continue to let you fucking hurt
me how you do.
That's right, an emo reference to you,
Does it turn you on like I used to?
Since you're becoming into this fad so much now,
I think you've forgotten how,
You used to be.
