The Brief Summary.

written on the wall
Close to my heart
But just never close enough
It's forever the story
Of courage and daring
Times of tired smiles
And all the evil trials

Vagrant as we pray
Please make us more than just hearsay
More hungry than fire
Combustible desire
Do not to the streets
Waste our special feats

Brave the impulse now child
Cool off your burning lips
It wouldn't do us any good if you
Turned from red to grey
Grind those ivory whites now
And just before you let go
Roll up your tardy sleeves
Wear it there and make it through

I'm sorry but twenty or so
Of your years have been determined for you
Designation of your mind and soul
You have no control
So let it go
LET IT GO

Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without

Pardon patience
It's a painful game
But if it's waiting we lack
The mirror shows us who's to blame


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Tuesday, February 01, 2005
if you feel like dying you might want wanna sing

back early today. skipped my Math tutorial and went home straight away. i just wanted to get out of school badly. the Math tutor's so f*cked up that he doesn't even know i exist in his class. i was walking out of school went i walked past him, it's not like he didn't see me, he just didn't recognise me.

i hate the way school ends so quickly now. it's like you go home, you sleep and it's back to school. it's never ending. there's no social life. maybe i should've joined Haziq and quit school. he probably foresaw this. i mean, look at the damn time! it's like 4 now! the whole day's wasted! whoever said that the first three months in JC would be fun ought to be killed. maybe that person meant to say the first WEEK.

maybe i'd call kelvin and dom to go to Boon at about 6 or something. we need to get Werd's songs up and running. we need Vic badly too. this week's impossible for the entire line-up to meet up. work and school are always getting in the way. it's just so stupid.

okay, The Used's album is quite nice. it grows on you. it grew on me. so it will on you.

aarrggh! hate this feeling.

"but we SING..."





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