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Angeles is such an amazing song. Elliott Smith was a musical genuis.
I'm ready Angels and Demon's right now. Really makes you think.
Someone's always coming around here
Trailing some new kill
Says "I've seen your picture on a
Hundred-dollar bill"
What's a game of chance to you,
here is one Of real skill
So glad to meet you, Angeles
Picking up the ticket shows there's
Money to be made
Go on, lose the gamble that's the
History of the trade
Did you add up all the cards left to play
To zero
And sign up with evil, Angeles?
Don't start me trying now
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
'Cause I'm all over it, Angeles
I can make you satisfied in
Everything you do
All your secret wishes could right
Now be coming true
And be forever with my poison arms
Around you
No one's gonna fool around with us
No one's gonna fool around with us
So glad to meet'cha, Angeles
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Wednesday, May 11th, 2005
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| Subject: | hum.. |
| Time: | 1:51 pm. |
| Mood: |  bored. | | Music: | Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down. |
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I just finished watching Dashboard Confessional on MTV's unplugged. I never really liked them before, but they're actually not that bad. Going to download a couple of their songs now.
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not much to say, so i'll post some amazing lyrics :)
haven't laughed this hard in a long time,
i better stop now before i start crying.
go off to sleep in the sunshine,
i don't want to see the day when it's dying.
she's a sight to see, she's good to me,
i'm already somebody's baby.
she's a pretty thing, and she knows everything,
but i'm already somebody's baby.
you don't deserve to be lonely,
but those drugs you got won't make you feel better.
pretty soon you'll find it's the only,
little part of your life you're keeping together.
i'm nice to you, i could make it through,
that you're already somebody's baby.
i could make you smile if you stayed a while,
but how long will you stay with me baby.
because your candle burns too bright,
well, i almost forgot it was twilight.
even if i think that you are right,
well, i'm tired of being down, i got no fight.
you're wonderful, when it's beautiful,
but i'm already somebody's baby.
and if i went with you i'd disappoint you too,
well, i'm already somebody's baby.
already somebody's baby.
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