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Below Zero (Lyric) by Shardik

The car is running This night is numbing My brain is strumming But that is love The drifts are building This city's sleeping I must be dreaming But that's love When drinking gets old And it does this, I'm told Make even the losers bold But that is love It's too cold to pump gas Or even light a smoke How many more times Should I pass -- Your house And second look... But that's love.

silentstare 16-Jan-05/2:13 AM
Ooooooooooh. Very cool in a stalkerish kind of way. And I like how you waited til the end to include that most important detail.




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