what if you could turn back time, not in the sense where u're free to roam about, but something like this...
imagine you are crossing the road, and you see a car about to knock someone down, then each step you take forward would have you see that person being slowly knocked down and each step back shows the car moving back in the other way...
would you walk back all the way? or just continue walking tho you know that person is going to die.
In any other world You could tell the difference And let it all unfurl Into broken remnants
Smile like you mean it And let yourself let go
Cos it's all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in Take a bow, play the part of a lonely lonely heart Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in To the world you thought you lived in
I tried to live alone But lonely is so lonely, alone So human as I am I had to give up my defences
So I smiled and tried to mean it To let myself let go
Cos it's all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in Take a bow, play the part of a lonely lonely heart Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in To the world you thought you lived in
"I never ever, I forget my story. My face is not sad, but sometimes, I am sad."
She's a pretty girl. She's always falling down. And I think I just fell in love with her, But she won't ever remember, remember.
And I can always find her at the bottom of a plastic cup. Drowning in drunk sincerity. A sad and lonely girl.
Quit crying your eyes out. Quit crying your eyes out and, Baby come on. Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on. Quit crying your eyes out, Baby.
And she said, I think we're running out of alcohol. Tonight, I hate this fucking town. And all my best friends will be the death of me, But they won't ever remember, remember.
So please take me far away, before I melt into the ground. And all my words get used against me. This sad and lonely girl.
Quit crying your eyes out. Quit crying your eyes out and, Baby come on. Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on. Quit crying your eyes out, Baby.
Quit crying your eyes out. Quit crying your eyes out and, Baby come on. Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on. Quit crying your eyes out. Isn't there something familiar about me? Quit crying your eyes out. The past is only the future with the lights on. So quit crying your eyes out, Baby.
okay i guess today productivity improved.. i really do need to get good rest before doin work. one paper 2 for chem and bio each and my brain is fried. theoretically thats 3 1/2 hours of work only.. which isnt a lot. but well, beats reading notes and not finding that less than 10% enters your brain.
these days the library is more solemn, like as if the mugging fever has caught up with everyone.. lesser noise, and well everybody's just buried in their books.. of course the occasional chit chat still goes on, showing that at least we still know whats called communication and whats called keeping each other mentally sane.
its like at during these times where those small words of encouragement is all that u need to finish that one damned paper.
haha kudos to the lvl 2 mugging family. same ppl everyday (Y)