Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. and in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. i walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again where? i don't know maria says she's dying, through the door i hear her crying why? i don't know round here we always stand up straight round here something radiates maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis. she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus. she parks her car outside of my house and takes her clothes off, says she's close to understanding Jesus. she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood, she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous. round here we're carving out our names round here we all look the same round here we talk just like lions, but we sacrifice like lambs round here she's slipping through my hands oohhh sleeping children better run like the wind, out of the lightning dream mama's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning she says "it's only in my head." she says "sshhh...i know it's only in my head." she said "did you think that you were dreaming? I said "no" "did you think that you were dreaming?" I said "no" "did you think that you were dreaming?" I said "sometimes, I don't know" but the girl on the car in the parking lot she says: c'mon, c'mon just take a shot she says "can't you see me, can't you see me can't you see my walls are trumbling down can't you see my walls are crumbling down can't you see my sunstop spinning arround can't you see the sky turn black and brown can't you see the moon is flashing round can't you see me, can't you see me, can't you see me" no! but the girl on the car in the parking lot says: "man, you should try to take a shot. can't you see my walls are crumblin?" then she looks up at the building and says she's thinkin of jumping. she says she's tired of life, she must be tired of something. round here she's always on my mind round here (hey man)i got lots of time round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait round here we stay up very, very, very, very late. i can't see nothing, nothing round here (oh) won't you catch me if i'm falling? won't you catch me if i'm falling? won't you catch me 'cause i'm falling down on you. man i said i'm under the gun round here oh man i said i'm under the gun round here i can't see nothing, nothing round here.

Free from the torment of sin All this I'm giving up much as The sun would decide to give in Explode into orange and Hear all the voices sing praises with hymns Mark the birth of a change Free from the torment of sin All this I'm giving up It's not me Bury wreckage my soul It's not me So who am I now? Over and over again Light with a sharpened edge Cuts through the black empty space we call sky Beginning the cycle that stays And I know in my heart we all die Like the day and the night Like the sun in the sky All this I'm giving up It's not me Bury wreckage my soul It's not me So who am I now? It's not me Bury wreckage my soul It's not me So who am I now? Is there another side Beyond the black and white? A place I could meet you by A place on the other side I'll let you know when I go I'll let you know when I go When I'm gone It's not me Buried wreckage my soul It's not me So who am I now? (x3)

В колонках играет - Fall Out Boy - I Don't Care ^^
Настроение сейчас - :D

Собственно, сей дневник создан для симп и прочей дребеды)

А хотя.... Кто знает! Может я расположусь здесь окончательно и бесповоротно)
Все может быть! :D

Приветствую зашедших!
Дневник открыт для всех)

P.S. А на самом деле я создала это днев, патамушт в голове зародился мегосэксуальногениальный ник, а старый менять не охота. :D

CamisadoHeart в новом обличии)