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Name: Nickolas
State: Missouri
Birthday: 11/18/1985
Gender: Male
Expertise: friend. brother. uncle. student . singer. actor. speaker. scorpio . moderate. concerned. honest. single. easy-going. emotional. sidekick. believer. reserved. faithful. lazy. underachiever. insightful. pessimistic. optimistic. ever-changing. independent. romantic . sarcastic. loving. spiritual. amused. awestruck. thankful.
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AIM:  MSUBoy85
MSN: drew562@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  nick_sms_85
Member Since:
7/7/2004
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| tonight is the first night i may overdose on tee 8ch see. ..yeah. i'm retarded.
goodnight. | | |
| You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first | | |
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I'll never feel the weight of your hands
Side mine like diamonds
Lay so far ballerina
Cupcake and my earthquake
Wakes me from my sleep bed
Never comes hardly breathing
Waiting for me
I didn't really want you
But I want you now
Was so foolish of me
To you feel you tumbling down
Into that empty room
The lights went out
Want to rescue want to scream out loud
I didn't think I needed you
But I need you now
Was so empty in me
Feel you crashing down
Into the empty world
The music stops
Want to rescue want to scream out loud
You will always be mine
The room spins
Pull you from me
My body burns
Tell me of the rainbows
The colors that the rain throws
Ballerina dance softly
She knows when to come only
When she's called and slowly coming to
I didn't really want you
But I need you
Was so foolish of me
To feel you tumbling down
Into that empty room
The lights went out
Want to rescue want to scream out loud
I didn't think I wanted you
But I want you now
Was so empty in me
Feel you crashing down
Into the empty world
The music stops
Want to rescue want to scream out loud
You will always be
So so sorry
Just come back to me now
So so sorry
Just come back to me now
I didn't think I wanted you
But I want you now
Was so foolish of me
To feel you tumbling down
Into that empty room
The lights went out
Wanted to rescue want to scream out loud
I didn't think I needed you
But I need you now
Was so empty in me
Feel you tumbling down
Into that empty room
The lights went out want to scream out loud
That you will always be mine
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| Love grows in me like a tumor,
parasites bent on devouring its host.
I'm developing my sense of humor,
till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesnt get burned.
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love plows through me like a dozer,
I've got more give than a bale of hay,
and there's always a big mess left over.
What did you do?
What did you say?
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned.
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love tears me up like a demon.
Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,
and I'm having some trouble just breathing.
If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you.
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead
Oh it's so embarrasing
I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing,
and I'm running out of places to hide.
What the fuck was I thinking? | | |
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Let it be known that TONIGHT, November 6th, 2006, shall be forever emboldened in my existance as the date of which I discovered my true, organic, purpose in this life.
Who knew... I laughed it off when a psychic told me weeks ago.
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