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Confounded Mutterings of a Torn Creature
*searches for the band-aid for the Soul*
Created on 2005-10-25 17:05:56 (#8633898), last updated 2006-06-17
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Basic Info| Name: | an_angels_loss |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 12-08 |
| Location: | Kennesaw, Georgia, United States |
BioThey
Who made up all the rules
We follow them like fools
Believe them to be true
Don't care to think them through
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
And it's ironic too
Coz what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this
Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this
Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it's true
that ignorance is bliss
Who are they
And where are they
And how do they
know all this
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it's true
that ignorance is bliss
And who are they
And where are they
And how can they
know all this
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
lyrics by JEM
If you are here, most likely you already know who I am.
If you aren't here yet, then you don't and you shan't know me. I have another journal, but I'm feeling reclusive - no names.
I don't know what this is yet. It may be the refuge I use while I temporarily delete my other journal. Do I want to go back there? Back to the hopes and dreams I used to have? Even as I write this, I feel -- full of sensibility and not so much of sense. Twirling around a giant taffy machine, part of me (the fool) will go one way and part of me (the Woman) will go another. Where and when they remain to be divided is yet the question.
But it's time I changed.
Who made up all the rules
We follow them like fools
Believe them to be true
Don't care to think them through
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
And it's ironic too
Coz what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this
Who are they
And where are they
And how can they possibly
know all this
Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it's true
that ignorance is bliss
Who are they
And where are they
And how do they
know all this
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
Do you see what I see
Why do we live like this
Is it because it's true
that ignorance is bliss
And who are they
And where are they
And how can they
know all this
And I'm sorry so sorry
I'm sorry we do this
lyrics by JEM
If you are here, most likely you already know who I am.
If you aren't here yet, then you don't and you shan't know me. I have another journal, but I'm feeling reclusive - no names.
I don't know what this is yet. It may be the refuge I use while I temporarily delete my other journal. Do I want to go back there? Back to the hopes and dreams I used to have? Even as I write this, I feel -- full of sensibility and not so much of sense. Twirling around a giant taffy machine, part of me (the fool) will go one way and part of me (the Woman) will go another. Where and when they remain to be divided is yet the question.
But it's time I changed.
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