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I see the ghosts of navigators, and they're lost, beckoning me to join...
How long how long
Will I slide
Seperate my side
I don't
I don't believe its pain
Slittin' my throat is all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it often brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
I gotta take it on the otherside
Centuries are what it meant to me
A cemetery where I marry the sea
A stranger thing could never change my mind
I gotta take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on
How long, how long
Will I slide
Seperate my side.
I don't
I don't believe its pain
Slittin' my throat is all I ever
Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts
She wanna know am I still a slut
I gotta take it on the otherside
A scarlet starlet and she's in my bed
A candidate for a soul mate bled
Pull the trigger and I'll pull the thread
I've got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on.
How long, how long
Will I slide
Seperate my side
I don't
I don't believe its pain
Slittin' my throat is all I ever
Turn me on take me for a hard ride
Burn me out leave me on the otherside
I yell and tell it that
It's not my friend
I tear it down, I tear it down
And then i'm born again
How long, how long
Will I slide
Seperate my side
I don't
I don't believe its pain
Slittin' my throat is all I ever had
I don't
I dont believe its bad
Slittin' my throat is all I ever
The story of my weekend at camp by myself would read like a survival story... a story for another time perhaps. Not a lot of things I want to put down here.
I just like that song...
last modified Sep 19, 2004 at 14:26
I happened to be listening to start playing that song just before I read ur blog... ^o)
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