Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Summer '98 (II)

This is the final act
I'm going nowhere fast

This is the pit of love
Fantastic from up above

But when you're down in it you're dying
When you're down in it you're dying
Slow

An incident above
I'm back to save the air again
Coincidental love
Back to save the air again

I heard him ask her
Like she was on trial
Do you remember where you lost it?
And then I knew
She was a murderess

Don't take the party favors
Down from the wall just yet
We haven't even had the party
We haven't even made a list of guests

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