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Inside.
she said nothing lights my fire anymore
i'm worried i might of died inside
And all I care about are posessions these days
Consumerism over-runs my mind.
I can touch, and I can kiss,
But I can't get high from it
I look in their eyes but I don't feel a thing
Nothing makes me cry
Nothing makes me sing.
Sing Anyway
All the crap you buy you end up giving away after you turn 75 or it collects dust. Take pix of your memories and focus - life is for living not bemoaning - (I'm trying this philosophy for a while, reality was really getting sucky!) :D ~allets~
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