Thursday, April 9, 2009

her green eyes bloom goodbyes.

"i see faces and traces of home back in new york city.
so you think i'm a tough kid? is that what you heard?
well i like to see some action and it gets into my blood.
they call me the trail blazer-rael-electric razor.



i'm a pitcher in the chain gang,
we don't believe in pain only as strong,
cause we're only as strong 
as the weakest link in the chain..."

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