Wednesday, May 28, 2008
fallout boy:7 minutes in heaven (atavan heaven)
I'm sleeping my way out of this one,
With anyone who will lie down.
I'll be stuck fixated on one star,
When the world is crashing down.
I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type,
But you've got me looking through blinds.
I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type.
I'm sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well.
Sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well on my own.
The only thing worse than not knowing,
Is you thinking that I don't know.
I'm having another episode.
I just need a stronger dose.
I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type,
But you've got me looking through blinds.
I keep telling myself,
I keep telling myself,
I'm not the desperate type.
I'm sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well.
Sitting out dances on the wall.
Trying to forget everything that isn't you.
I'm not going home alone,
'Cause I don't do too well on my own.
world of my own    7:33 AM
