Invisible Kate

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<~10:22 pm on Sunday, Dec. 15, 2002~>

takes too long to be fine again

music is my only consolation once i go home. While I'm away im glad i have real friends to stick with me and play battleship during those times when i dont wanna be anywhere.

Fine again.

It seems like every day�s the same
and I�m left to discover on my own It seems like everything is gray
and there�s no color to behold
They say it�s over and I�m fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I�m dying here

And I am aware now of how
everything�s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I�m in hell I am prepared now,
seems everyone�s gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well

I feel the dream in me expire
and there�s no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
�cause I can�t seem to get this through
You say it�s over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I�m dying here
And I am aware now of how

everything�s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I�m in hell
I am prepared now,
seems everyone�s gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well

And I�m not scared now.
I must assure you,
you�re never gonna get away
And I�m not scared now.
And I�m not scared now.
No�

I am aware now of how
everything�s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I�m in hell
I am prepared now
seems everyone�s gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
seems everything�s gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself

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