Friday, February 25, 2005
Sick
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I'm sick of helping you.
I give and give, and get nothing in return
I'm sick of thinking about you.
You're like a bad song
Thats replaying in my head
I'm sick of talking to you.
Everything you say
Makes me more and more sad
I'm sick of needing you.
I'm sick of loving you.
I'm sick of you.
Children of the Moon
12:38 AM