im out on my own again .
face down in the porcelain .
feeling so high , but looking so low .
party favors on the floor .
group of girls banging on the door .
so many new , fair-weather friends . OHHH >:O !
caught in the eye of the hurricane .
waving goodbye like a pageant parade .
so sick of this town , pulling me down .
my mother says i should come back home but ..
can't find the way cuz the way is g o n e .
so if i pray , am i just sending words to outer space ? =?
have yu ever ..
been soooo ,
lost ?
yu know the way but ...
STiLL so ...
l o s t ?
=/ =[
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