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Jonathan Lim
01 06 91
Raffles Institution, Raffles Junior College
explosive_19@hotmail.com

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Friday, October 16, 2009
10:55 PM

love in technicolour, sprayed out on walls,
i've been pounding on the pavement, 'til there's nothing at all.
i got my cloak and dagger, in a bar room brawl,
see the local loves a fighter,
loves a winner to fall.

it don't matter, i won't do what you say,
you've got the money and the power.
i won't go your way,
i can't take for the people, they don't matter at all,
i'll be waiting in the shadows, 'til the day that you fall.

kill me if you dare,
hold my head up everywhere,
keep myself right on this train.

Kasabian

i seriously need to stop posting lyrics, but that's the way my life is right now. somewhat confined to meaningless words in a song, that may or may not rhyme. i'm taking words from other people's lives to describe my own, and i'm not even going to deny that it's pathetic. i guess that's how i'm living my life now, through the words and melodies of others, at their every whim and fancy. which is why i need to cut myself off from you. give only the love that the other deserves, nothing more and definitely nothing less. i don't feel the love right now, and probably you don't deserve it from me either. there are many others who would be more capable and are better candidates to fill these shoes. i'm not giving you up; i care too much to. neither am i giving in to you, because i simply don't care anymore. insouciance is a gift, used by the ones who care too much to care too little.

immaculate and inadequate ;