great thread
mine was IN THE END by Linkon park.
LINE.
THINGS, ARENT THE WAY THEY WERE BEFORE. YOU WOULDNT EVEN RECOGNISE ME ANYMORE. NOT THAT YOU KNEW ME BACK THEN, BUT IT ALL COMES BACK TO ME IN THE END.
AND EVEN THOUGH I TRIED IT ALL FELL APART, WHAT IS MEANT TO BE WILL EVENTUALLY BE A MEMORY OF A TIME I TRIED, AND GOT TOO FAR, BUT IN THE END IT DIDNT REALLY MATTER, I TRIED TO HARD TO LOSE IT ALL, BUT IN THE END IT DIDNT REALLY MATTER.
AHH
im mistin up.
cheers
josephus