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Backburner-August burns red
posted on Thursday, July 9, 2009 @ 4:21 PM
"Convictions to the back burner.
Remembering what’s really important isn’t so important after all.
Gather all your possessions, and smile because you’ve got it all.
Still that empty feeling won’t go away.
Your puzzle’s missing one very essential piece,
and I know you’ll keep looking in all the wrong places until it’s too late.
Slip on the ice again.
When did you become so cold?
Living for the here and now never made so much sense.
You think you’ve got all the time in the world, but this could all be ending now.
How far down will you go before it’s too late?
Slipping on the ice again, you’ve become so cold.
Lucky for you rock bottom is in sight.
Your wake up call is set for now,
and the trail you have followed has come all the way to the end.
I just hope you survive the crash"
...I love how seeing the lyrics in front of me, I can understand it better.
Only Kirsty and I would sit there, listening to this song many times to try to figure out the name...
I love us so much (: Real friends right there...

This summer thing's coming a little easier now.
I can't get over the advertisements for back to school though...
Not now please, I just left. Let me live a little.
I want a concert...no. Right now I need one.
Nothing beats the feeling of getting lost in a mosh pit (:
Everything else just goes away.
It's not calming...obviously. You come out with a couple bruises and can't walk the next day.
But it's all worth it.
Yay music :D!

Happy...I like this feeling.
I could get used to this.
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