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Day By Day

Contributed by ml02 on Sunday, 6th April 2003 @ 04:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Life
Passes me by
Day by day
Ain't goin' nowhere
In this confused
Bleak
Existince
Called life

Ain't got no skill
Ain't got no job
Just wastin' away
Goin' out every night
And stayin' out
Till 2 or 3
Gettin' up at noon
If I please
To watch
My life
Go flowin'
Down
Round
And round
Into the drain

Dirt filled
Skum ridden
Lies
Rumors
Floatin' round about town
About me
And I see
You talkin' trash
You gutter fly

You can't bring me down
You can't make me cry
And you can't my life
A livin' hell
Cause
Its pleasure
Uknown
Unwritten
Untold
Unscripted
And unperformed

Its all so mondane
Nothin'
Worth fightin' for
Every fear
Is becomin' reality
And I'm becomin'
Everything
I hate
Everything
I tried to fight
Against
Every nighmare
Is no longer
Just a dream
And I'm becomin'
The bum
With no future
No job
No school
No nothin'
But
A life of fallen dreams
Struck dead
On the pavement
And the one dream
That does still live
Isn't possible
The means
Aren't there
To make it reality

So
I look around
Everyone smilin'
So happy
Killin' me
Cause
I ain't happy
My life is dead end
And I keep tryin' to go
Straight
But
I can't
Nothin' pushin' me forward
Everything holdin' me back
While
Life passes me by
Day by day.







Copyright © ml02 ... [ 2003-04-06 04:35:00]
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Re: Day By Day (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th July 2003 @ 05:12:52 AM AEST
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True pleasure is only when you can share it with everyone else...why so down on yourself? when you live for others you live for yourself.




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