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The Ravings of a Madman
If you could see inside my head maybe you would understand...
Created on 2006-02-19 16:47:26 (#9553541), last updated 2009-05-26
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Basic Info| Name: | Scott Woolley |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1989-03-23 |
| Location: | Stoke on Trent, Staffordshire, United Kingdom |
BioWelcome home outcasts
Because I know how you have
Felt over the years
The truth is that
Looking at me is like
Looking in the mirror
And I know how it feels
To be the best part
Of a running joke
To all of your friends
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in your hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
Welcome back outcasts
Because I've told myself
That it would be alright
Probably about a million times
Over every minute of all of my life
I know how it feels
To be so confused
That you're so far out of control
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in your hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
So you sit and wait for a sign
That the coming days will be alright
And you drink
So you can forget another night
Bruised from the blackouts
And your blood red eyes
Try to start looking
For the brighter side
Wait for a sign
Wait for a sign
Wait for a sign
Welcome home
Everything will be alright
Because I know how you have
Felt over the years
The truth is that
Looking at me is like
Looking in the mirror
And I know how it feels
To be the best part
Of a running joke
To all of your friends
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in your hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
Welcome back outcasts
Because I've told myself
That it would be alright
Probably about a million times
Over every minute of all of my life
I know how it feels
To be so confused
That you're so far out of control
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in your hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
So you sit and wait for a sign
That the coming days will be alright
And you drink
So you can forget another night
Bruised from the blackouts
And your blood red eyes
Try to start looking
For the brighter side
Wait for a sign
Wait for a sign
Wait for a sign
Welcome home
Everything will be alright
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comics, drums, gaming, gigs, green day, less than jake, mmorpgs, punk, ranting, rock, the mighty mighty bosstones, world of warcraft, x-men, zombies
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