2003-10-03 - 10:13 p.m. - wolves, lower
heres how i feel. like shit. why? because i pretty much am. its so much easier to look away, and i did for just a few moments and apparently fucked everything up.that's what i've been thinking about today. here are words not by me, by REM:
Wolves, Lower
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Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught.
Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, let us out.
Wilder lower wolves. Here's a house to put wolves out the door.
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves.
House in order. House in order. House in order. House in order.
Down there they're rounding a posse to ride.
(repeat verse)
Suspicion yourself, suspicion yourself, don't get caught.
Suspicion yourself, suspicion ourselves, suspicion myself.
Wilder lower wolves. Here's a house to put wolves out the door.
In a corner garden, wilder lower wolves.
House in order. House in order. House in order. House in order.
Down there they're rounding a posse to ride.
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