I always though I could count on you, but matter fact, I can't.
Spliting headache and stupid voice in my mind tells me
What, what's wrong, lyrics of a song can cause a big fuss.
So much for being the last day of the year.
2009, sucks really, fuck it.
I feel so uncomfortable now
Don't be like that.
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