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Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
March 24th 2009, 01:56 AM
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop, so I spin the wheel
My world goes black
before I feel an angel lift me up
I open bloodshot eyes into florescent white
They flip the siren, hit the light
Close the doors and I am goone....
Artist in the Ambulance by Thrice
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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