guns & roses
Monday, May 25, 2009

You're miles away
You just can't relate
Are you what surrounds you

You feel alive
At least you think that life is something in you
What do we know

There's a southern bound train tomorrow
Takes us out of this dirty town
Chase the sun back to the west coast
In eight hours we're California bound
We're California bound

They can't sympathise, so don't expect sympathy.
They don't care, so don't expect concern.
And lastly, they are unable to understand, so don't expect understanding.

I couldn't care less about the future
Some girl penning a suicide note
Or sulking by the road
These efforts are
Futile.

In a world where there is kindness, compassion and love
You say it exists, but
Just like the Baudelaires' tale
Perhaps the sunrise will never come
Or only after a
Series of Unfortunate Events.

UK trip's cancelled.

7:19 PM



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