nocontrol

At some point, I guess it's inevitable that the Rockstar must fade into the twilight. Oh well.

Boy, I sure can pick 'em.

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I blame it on my entrance.
It may have seemed too much like confidence.
Let me start it over.
Help me get to what I can from when I did.
Had to leave my reasons.
It may have seemed too much, the consequence.
In your busy, dizzy life you'll become everything you said you would.
All that I know is how I can hold on, but all that you see is how I let you go.
How about once around?

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If this stuff actually works, it may be the greatest thing ever invented...