Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I want to break the spell
That you've created

You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
You
Will be the death of me
Yeah, you
Will be the death of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

But our time is running out
But our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out

I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted


Now that you know I'm trapped
Sense of elation
You'd never dream of
Breaking this fixation

You
Will squeeze the life out of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

But our time is running out
But our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out

How did it come to this?

Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah no no nooo

Yeah, you
Will suck the life out of me

Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it

But our time is running out
But our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out

How did it come to this?

Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah no no nooo
- Muse
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sometimes you find a perfect song that describes a certain moment. and this song has been on replay the entire day. it reminds me how little time i have left to my first paper. haha. such an apt song, cue the impending doom.

countdown. 4 days.

on a brighter note. happy birthday to cindy, and happy belated bday to theodora and beng. =]








# time IS running out.

20:34

the girl.

Sufi
Family is my heart
Friends are my oxygen
Having fun is my passion
Music is my soul



the words.


the friends.

A301
Adibah
Ameera
Anna
Anusha
Audrey
Cherie
Elfah
Ethel
Fariza
Has
Jaslin
Joel
Lionel
Liza
Raudah
Shiyun
Shujun
Theodora
Yulin


the past.

04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
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