(maybe) we're both afraid of the words we both havn't said

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APATHY PILLS
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i'm in love with my bestest friend. the one who knows all my secrets the one who sees all my most embarrassing moments the one has always been there for me but i hate it when you're all over her. and now you can't be that bestest friend anym but i feel so terrible i ought to die a million times over story of my life

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a beautiful a day, a pretty a boy.

long bus rides for accomplishing self-deliberations, checked. the strong sense of home-coming familiarity towards hwachong is seriously overpowering. seems like i've slipped past countless opportunities for admission (nanyang dsa appeal the list goes on). if given a chance i would pay my life for a transfer into hwachong. (time to send that cheque to the principal) but then again, its not as tho ac sucks, maybe its just team hwachong. wow wee reading room's my first home yo, and reading room's air condition's my second.

i went down to the river,
i set down on the bank.
i tried to think but couldn't,
so i jumped in and sank.
i came up once and hollered!
i came up twice and cried!
if that water hadn't a-been so cold
i might've sunk and died.

but it was cold in that water! it was cold!

i took the elevator
sixteen floors above the ground.
i thought about my baby
and thought i would jump down.
i stood there and i hollered!
i stood there and i cried!
if it hadn't a-been so high
i might've jumped and died.

but it was high up there! it was high!

so since i'm still here livin',
i guess i will live on.
i could've died for love-
but for livin' i was born
though you may hear me holler,
and you may see me cry-
i'll be dogged, sweet baby,
if you gonna see me die.

life is fine! fine as wine! life is fine!

br-br-break it down now

beep beep oh look now there goes my phone
and once again i'm just hoping its a text from you
it ain't right read your messages twice thrice
four times a night its true
everyday i patiently wait
feeling like a fool but i do, anyway
nothing can feel as sweet and as real
cos i know that i wasn't waiting in vain

and maybe its true
i'm caught up on you
maybe there's a chance your stuck on me too
so maybe i'm wrong
its all in my head
maybe we're afraid of words we both haven't said

i'm always connected online
looked on my facebook all the time
hoping you've checked my profile
just can't help wondering why,
you play it cool but,
i'm hopelessly falling for you
every night on the phone i'm
in love with you, and i know you like it girl
all joking aside
let's see you and i
come out and say what we're trying to hide

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