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Sunday, April 10, 2005

Bored
So I'm just really bored I just got over a cold and it's my day off. I want to talk to Lizz but she probably doesn't want to talk to me. I sense break up soon and then a couple of days of Matthew Perry movies, a late night call of begging to her, and than a couple of days of sobbing before my buddy Nik decides that I need to go crusing for chicks with him and Adam. And while driving around I'll just keep thinking of how much I really do love Lizz and wonder what I did wrong. I'll probably get another girlfriend but the whole time think of Lizz and then the new one will probably break up with me because I'll say her name at the wrong time. So basically I'm fucked. I'm going to post a song and call it a day.


U2
War
"Like a Song..."

Like a song I have to sing
I sing it for you
Like the words I have to bring
I bring them for you
And in leather, lace and chains
We stake our claim
Revolution once again

No I won't, I won't wear it on my sleeve
I can see through this expression
And you know I don't believe
I'm too wrong to be told 'exactly who are you'
Tonight, tomorrow's too late

And we love to wear a badge, a uniform
And we love to fly a flag
But I won't let others live in hell
As we divide against each other
And we fight amongst ourselves
Too set in our ways to try to rearrange
Too right to be wrong, in this rebel song

Let the bells ring out
Let the bells wring out
Is there nothing left
Is there, is there nothing left
Is honesty what you want

A generation without name
Ripped and torn
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Nothing at all
And if you can't help yourself
Well, take a look around you
When others need your time
You say it's time to go
It's your time

Angry words won't stop the fight
Two wrongs won't make it right
A new heart is what I need
Oh God, make it bleed
Is there nothing left
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