February 18th 2010
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Young and full of running, tell me where is that taking me
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity
Love is really nothing, but a dream that keeps waking me
For all of my trying I still end up dying, how can it be
Don’t say a word just come over and lie here with me
‘Cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I’ll go back on the things I believe
There, I just I said it, I’m scared you’ll forget about me