Thursday, March 26, 2009

I'm the worst kind

I build myself up
And fly around in circles
Waiting as my heart drops
And my back begins to tingle
Finally could this be it or

Should I give up
Or should I just keep chasing pavements
Even if it leads nowhere,
Or would it be a waste
Even if I knew my place should I leave it there.

I'm tired of trying
your teasing ain't enough
fed up of biding your time
when I don't get nothing back
and for what, and for what, and for what ?
when I don't get nothing back
boy I'm tired..

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