real.
and just like your desperate little words, you ain't real.
"I changed the tracks underneath the train so you can't find me again
And you can't trace my path, and you can't hear my laugh
I changed the tracks underneath the train"
cause i like my peace(train) and i'm not what you thought i was, either.
i'm real.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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