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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 02:20:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit could be so different right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2005 19:56:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>FLYERS MOTHERFUCKERS!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 18:18:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>EAGLES MOTHERFUCKERS!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2004 06:27:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>right now, at this moment, everything sucks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2003 21:13:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/X/xjkx/1059292674_record.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;indie prick&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are either a record nerd or not a scenester at&lt;br&gt;all. you are the coolest of the bunch. bravo,&lt;br&gt;dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/xjkx/quizzes/what%20type%20of%20lame%20scenester%20are%20you%3F/&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;what type of lame scenester are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2003 17:01:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i still blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;you should still be here.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Smiths: ASLEEP</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2003 00:03:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i rule.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2003 22:10:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I wish I was Kevin McCallister.&lt;br /&gt;This way I could make my family disappear.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2003 17:25:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;When You Say Nothing At All&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s amazing how you can speak&lt;br /&gt;right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word,&lt;br /&gt;you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may I could never explain&lt;br /&gt;What I hear when you don&apos;t say a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face &lt;br /&gt;lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a truth in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;saying you&apos;ll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says &lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll catch me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best&lt;br /&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long I can hear &lt;br /&gt;people talking out loud&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me near&lt;br /&gt;you drown out the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Try as they may &lt;br /&gt;they can never define&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s been said &lt;br /&gt;between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face &lt;br /&gt;lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a truth in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;saying you&apos;ll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says &lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll catch me whenever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best&lt;br /&gt;when you say nothing at all</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2003 04:55:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look Back and Laugh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you a little story&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause it makes me warm inside&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s about some friends growing up&lt;br /&gt;And all the things they tried&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not talking about staple shit&lt;br /&gt;They went for something more&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was too much dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Too much to hope for&lt;br /&gt;One day something funny happened&lt;br /&gt;But it scared the shit out of me&lt;br /&gt;Their heads went in different directions&lt;br /&gt;And their friendship ceased to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we&apos;ll look back and laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m telling you I want it to work&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like being hurt&lt;br /&gt;Something&apos;s not right inside&lt;br /&gt;And I can&apos;t always put it aside&lt;br /&gt;What can we do, what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try Try Try Try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I make it too much shit&lt;br /&gt;Someday we&apos;ll look back and laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. President, go away&lt;br /&gt;Come and fuck with us some other day&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Feelings, run and hide&lt;br /&gt;You have no right to what you feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Motherfuckers, quick to kiss&lt;br /&gt;Talk your shit, but don&apos;t fuck with this&lt;br /&gt;All I want to know is&lt;br /&gt;Am I holding on? Am I moving on?&lt;br /&gt;What can we do, what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try Try Try Try</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2003 21:16:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I DO NOT REGRET THE THINGS I DID&lt;br /&gt;BUT THOSE I DID NOT DO</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2003 21:14:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i send out at least 5 resumes a day.&lt;br /&gt;in the last month or 2, &lt;br /&gt;i must have sent out over a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i want to go to school this fall&lt;br /&gt;i have to pay $466 next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go so badly, &lt;br /&gt;but i have no money.&lt;br /&gt;my dad refuses to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s really depressing me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2003 02:31:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2003 21:27:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>LESSON LEARNED THE HARD WAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2003 18:52:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Do you ever wish that things could be the way they once used to be? Do you ever wish your life was the same exact way it was one, two, or three years ago? Do you ever wish that you were still &lt;u&gt;just&lt;/u&gt; dreaming about that one boy or girl you so dearly love? Do you ever wish that you were still a child with no worries? Do you ever wish you could still fuck up and get away with it? Do you ever wish that you weren&apos;t so sensitive about everything? Do you ever wish you knew your mother a little bit more? Do you ever wish you could live with your step-mom? Do you ever wish there was no such thing as Ecuador? Do you ever wish you still had the same friends you had when you were 10 years old? Do you ever wish your dad wasn&apos;t really dying? Do you ever wish your friend didn&apos;t do drugs? Do you ever wish she was still here?  Do you ever wish for so much you just start crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO.</description>
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  <lj:music>little leage&apos;s &quot;kill verona&quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2003 13:57:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&quot;KARMA POLICE&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Radiohead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma police arrest this man&lt;br /&gt;he talks in maths&lt;br /&gt;He buzzes like a fridge &lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s like a detuned radio&lt;br /&gt;Karma police arrest this girl &lt;br /&gt;her hitler hairdo&lt;br /&gt;Is making me feel ill&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we have crashed her party.&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get. &lt;br /&gt;This is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get &lt;br /&gt;when you mess with us.&lt;br /&gt;Karma police I&apos;ve given all I can &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s not enough&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve given all I can but &lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re still on the payroll.&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get. &lt;br /&gt;This is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get &lt;br /&gt;when you mess with us.&lt;br /&gt;Phew for a minute there &lt;br /&gt;I lost myself &lt;br /&gt;I lost myself</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2003 04:14:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>YOU&apos;LL GET WHAT YOU DESERVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARK MY WORDS.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2003 22:56:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BECOMING YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Eisley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha, We float our way&lt;br /&gt;through this lonely world.&lt;br /&gt;Again you say,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s funny how the years go by&lt;br /&gt;when you never stop singing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it gets so easy riding on your shadow&lt;br /&gt;My ideas get lost amid your own.&lt;br /&gt;Count the days and spaces &lt;br /&gt;filled with cars and cases,&lt;br /&gt;robots, sand &amp; seafoam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sing the song we wrote when&lt;br /&gt;we were kids for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Paper clips and long road trips,&lt;br /&gt;make for silly stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it got so easy riding on your shadow&lt;br /&gt;My ideas got lost amid your own.&lt;br /&gt;Count the days and spaces &lt;br /&gt;filled with cars and cases,&lt;br /&gt;robots, sand &amp; seafoam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming you...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2003 23:06:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;OLIVE JUICE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always the Victim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a man of few words, a man-if you could even call me that- that is afraid to talk to you. But I&apos;ve managed to work up enough guts to tell you face to face let me try and make this as short and sweet as possible. Read my lips, Olive juice. &lt;br /&gt;Now i know what your thinking and i&apos;ve thought this through. I&apos;ve never been so sure of anything in my life. You plus me equals destiny, or atleast that&apos;s what i thought on the way over here. My hearts pumping for you, My blood flows for you......i think. What if you could tell me how you feel, without saying a single word? Now hear me out,i&apos;ve got an idea. It&apos;s obvious your at a loss for words. Listen, I&apos;ll close my eyes and I&apos;ll count to 5 and if your still standing there then I&apos;ll know how you feel. Most girls runaway before I get to 3.Ready? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1..&lt;br /&gt;2...&lt;br /&gt;3....&lt;br /&gt;4.....&lt;br /&gt;5......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of you&lt;br /&gt;so many nights&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t know what i dreamt of&lt;br /&gt;something so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful that i knew&lt;br /&gt;that i could never deserve&lt;br /&gt;but i tried&lt;br /&gt;and gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;and for just one moment i thought we had it all&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of you&lt;br /&gt;so many nights&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t know what i dreamt of&lt;br /&gt;that one day&lt;br /&gt;your eyes sparkled the way&lt;br /&gt;they did in so many of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but your lips&lt;br /&gt;curled in a sneer&lt;br /&gt;and my dreams, killed with one laugh&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of you&lt;br /&gt;so many nights&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t know what i dreamt of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2003 03:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Everything is perfect.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2003 04:28:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stay Gold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;-Stevie Wonder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://users.cis.net/sammy/gold.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cease ... upon the moment of long ago&lt;br /&gt;One breath away and there you will be&lt;br /&gt;So young and carefree again you will see&lt;br /&gt;That place and time&lt;br /&gt;So gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still ... away into that way back when&lt;br /&gt;You thought that all would last forever&lt;br /&gt;But like the weather nothing can ever&lt;br /&gt;And be in time&lt;br /&gt;Stay gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can it be ... when we can see&lt;br /&gt;So vividly a memory&lt;br /&gt;And yes you say so lost a day&lt;br /&gt;To fade away&lt;br /&gt;And leave a red sun&lt;br /&gt;So gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ... is but a twinkling of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Yet filled with sorrow and compasion&lt;br /&gt;Though not imagined all things that happen&lt;br /&gt;Will age to old&lt;br /&gt;Though gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2003 21:33:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Wonderwall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Oasis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;That they&apos;re gonna throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should&apos;ve somehow&lt;br /&gt;Realized what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do about you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street&lt;br /&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure you&apos;ve heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads we have to walk along are winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;br /&gt;Like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because maybe&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one who saves me &lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my wonderwall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;But they&apos;ll never throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should&apos;ve somehow &lt;br /&gt;Realized what you&apos;re not to do &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t believe that anybody &lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do &lt;br /&gt;About you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads that lead to you were winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one who saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one who saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my wonderwall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna be the one that saves me</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2003 19:08:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2003 04:27:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I THINK I AM PRETTY SET IN LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A GREAT JOB THAT I START MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;I GO BACK TO SCHOOL IN THE FALL.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE AN AMAZING BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THE MOST AMAZING PERSON IN THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THE CRAZIEST MOTHERFUCKER IN THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. I COULDN&apos;T BE BETTER THAN I AM RIGHT NOW.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2003 22:32:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Plastic Stars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;i&gt;-Freezepop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say-&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s no place you&apos;d rather be&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;there&apos;s no one &apos;d rather see&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;you say-&lt;br /&gt;that you never want to go&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;that I want to take it slow&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plastic stars in our private galaxy &lt;br /&gt;synthpop stars come and play a show for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say-&lt;br /&gt;you are totally complete&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;even your tears will taste sweet&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;you say-a better place cannot be found&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s make my bed a playground&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plastic stars in our private galaxy &lt;br /&gt;synthpop stars come and play a song for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say-&lt;br /&gt;that you never want to go&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;that I want to take it slow&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;you say-&lt;br /&gt;a better place cannot be found&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;I say-&lt;br /&gt;let&apos;s make my bed a playground&lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me &lt;br /&gt;when you&apos;re lying next to me ...</description>
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