a day to blog in songs again.


a tired song keeps playing on a tired radio,
i won't tell no one your name.
i think about you all the time,
but i don't need the same.
it's lonely where you are; come back down.
i promise i won't tell them your name.

do you wake up on your own,
and wonder where you are?
you live with all your faults.
i wanna wake up where you are
i won't say anything at all.
why don't you let it slide?


bane of my existence, this is. ragh.
2 more weeks till the end of the exams and i can enjoy flopping around doing nothing for a day or two. i miss not doing anything.