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[aid] => mick
[title] => Party Trip
[time] => 2006-10-12 17:45:31
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[bodytext] => All I can hear is the noise Playing outside, punch drunk with all of the boys The party is on fire Blood red tendencies, circled around your bitter desire Like a junkie, like a muse Covered in smoke and taking abuse In the end I could be ready to close my eyes Surrounded by your color, saturated by my lies You walk right by, carrying a gentle attitude Give me your coordinates, north and south, west latitude You fly solo and I wanted you here Grounded from the inside, I can see and taste your fear Now we're gonna be A-OK Sleepin' with my eyes open any old way I'm gonna rise, I'm gonna fall I'm gonna hit my head inside the stall Follow me to the top of the building, like punch drunk love Hell is moving backwards and heaven smiles from above Be my angel, be my queen Be my ****** God machine Only gorgeous in the end I wait for my head to descend This party's on fire, this party is on fire I'm waiting and waiting, I'm gonna bite through the wire Electrified The night has died [comments] => 0 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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