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Angels Or Devils

I went to the watscommon reunion, to at least forget what's happening around me. But for some weird reasons, it still became a topic for us to dwell into. They had fun, maybe and I still found myself so naive about it. I can't really help thinking and reflecting on things. We dined in at Bacolod's Inasal, then left to SM. I bought 2 wallets, one for me and the other's for my dad. Then, we ate dinner at Tokyo Tokyo. I came home tired and still, lonely. Listening to one of my favorite songs somewhat helps me discern since it somehow speaks on my behalf. Oh well...

this is the last time
that I'm ever gonna come here tonight
this is the last time - I will fall
into a place that fails us all - inside

Well, I can see the pain in you
And I can see the love in you
but fighting all the demons will take time
it will take time

the angels they burn inside for us
are we ever
are we ever gonna learn to fly
the devils they burn inside of us
are we ever gonna come back down come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold

this is the last time that I'm ever gonna give in tonight
are there angels or devils crawling here?
I just want to know what blurs and what is clear - to see
still I can see the pain in you
and I can see the love in you
and fighting all the demons will take time
it will take time

the angels they burn inside for us
and are we ever
are we ever gonna learn to fly
the devils they burn inside of us
are we ever gonna come back down - come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us

if I was to give in - give it up- and then
take a breath - make it deep
cause it might be the last one you get
be the last one that could make us cold
you know that they could make us cold
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold

This is how my heart beats at the spur of this moment.
Courtesy of Dishwalla... Hail!

11:43 PM
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
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