7/23/09
StoP AnD StarE
This town is cold now
I think it's sick of us
It's time to make a move
I'm shaking off the rust
I've got my heart set
On anywhere but here
I'm starring down myself
Counting up the years
Steady hands just take the wheel
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal
For the life I lead
STOP AND STARE
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