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| 98 8/8/01 Strait-Up In my room all by myself and hot as hell, Is where I stay all alone and begin to tell, Of you with all your beauty built up inside, And yet I�m still trying to get into your mind, But again you are not even here, So where were you when I started not to think clear, Flipping out from this lack of you, Even though this is something we already knew, One two three four five more days still to come, Beginning to understand why this is so dumb, We can live without each other for some short times, But still it is one of those strait-up vertical climbs, Can you imagine a world without me and how it would be? Would you ever be as happy as you were with me? It's now only come down to five short long days, And we�ll be happier again at the end of them in many ways. |