they won't cry a tear when i'm dead and lying in the ground with no more use for my head their lives will go on they won't think about me a nirvana i tried to get them to see too complex, a car that goes about the distance of a lex too much motherfucking sex got them here and than there and life isn't fair i'm just watching the clock and breathing the air cause we all gotta go sometime,tis true but i'd rather not, actually, i want to go with you till all is gone and all is in control a rocky start to a muscled shoal everythings beautiful as long as i aint there and i'm minus all my hair and looking beyond this city into somewhere that mortals don't go. and they still won't cry for me and really, they shouldn't. why should they??Birth sign: Aries
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