have a new song. all i need, right? another fucking song.
don't get me wrong, i love bright eyes. but this song is just too much to handle.
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- something vague that we're not seeing
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- and i'm never real, it's just a sketch of me
- i am the living ghost of what you need
- and i'll hang like a star, fucking glow in the dark
- now and again, it seems worse than it is
- never means forever
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- down at a local bar, out on the boulevard
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- colleen
- i'm colleen. i sometimes think i have my life planned out, when really i don't at all. i can be full of myself, hate myself, and love myself all within a day. i hide my emotions, unless it's pure joy. i don't understand why people enjoy talking to me because, quite frankly, i'm not very interesting.
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