Note to Self-From First To Last
Posted October 5, 2007
This song is so funk-in' old, but I love it! I'ts been in my head all day, so I'm gonna put it down.
Two roads, split off from here, and my life goes running, in opposite, directions, exaggerating the barrier between, who I am and who I want to be! I wanted, to be that breath of fresh, air, when everything smells so, insincere, but this taste still lingers in my mouth, decit has ways of sticking around, and I wanted to disappear! Vacation seems far, from here. I can feel my mind, wondering again, into where I don't know, and will I ever get home. Time starts moving, faster than I can, and I'm sick of this scene. I need to break the routine. I can feel my mind, wondering again, into where I don't know, and will I ever get home. Time starts moving faster than I can, and I'm sick of this scene. I need to break the routine. Two roads, split off from here, and my life goes running, in opposite, directions, exaggerating the barrier between, who I am and who I want to be! What part, of me has changed? I feel so close, and yet I am so far! What part, of me has changed? I feel so close, and yet I am so farrrrrrrr!
In case you haven't noticed, I like to put songs down when their in my head. I have a over-packed folder full of them!
