Tomorrow, Tomorrow. Thursday, Jan. 23, 2003 ~ 6:48 AM << >>
So be it, I'm your crowbar
If that�s what I am so far
Until you get out of this mess
And I will pretend
That I don�t know of your sins
Until you are ready to confess
But all the time, all the time
I'll know
I'll know
And you can use my skin
To bury your secrets in
And I will settle you down
And at my own suggestion,
I will ask no questions
While I do my thing in the background
But all the time, all the time
I�ll know
I'll know
It was just one of those days yesterday. I'm so glad that today is tomorrow already.
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