Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Thursday, November 25, 2004

 
all my life i wanted to fly, like the birds that you see way up in the sky. making circles in the morning sun, flying high in the sky 'till tyhe day is done.

i can't break away

like a child in his fantasy, punching holes in the wall of reality. all my life i wanted to fly, but i don't have the wings and i wonder why.

i can't break away

woah well my momma told me when i was young, stand tall birdie your number one. she said but you can be what you want to be,but you can't change the course of your destiny.

i can't break away
oh no no no no
i can't break away
well i can't i can't i can't break away
oh no no no no
i can't break away
i can't break away

by, Big Pig






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