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Date Posted: 22:51:22 03/07/03 Fri
Author: LUCKYSTAR
Subject: NO SHOW AT THE PONTIAC

hey girls,
we are not playing today, saturday march 8th at the pontiac grille but please go and support those awesome bands. we will probably still go and hang out anyway. you can get your luckystar fix on march 8th at the PYAA in Pensauken NJ. keep in touch for directions and details.

until then...listen to strung out

it's four o' clock the t.v.'s on my mind is shut off and my own thoughts are gone i change the channel i change my mind i change my life i wanna leave it all behind cause i don't have a mind of my own i am influenced by everything i see and i can't help it now everything in my life just thinks for me can't help this habit i'm in love with my disease worshipping my idle time a life i cannot seize trapped by depression and i sleep all day but xanax, valium, attavan makes it all ok it's so much more than a cry for attention no loving hands can sooth this ache so much more than a war with the world it's my own degradation it's my own self hate i preach my pessimism right out loud to anyone who'll listen i'm not afraid to be alive i'm afraid to be alone late at night my monsters find me from under the bed or out of my past all alone with nobody to talk to sanity gets put to the test i close my eyes but i'm still haunted sometimes i get too twisted to sleep as all my world crumbles all around me inspirations become admissions of defeat cuz i don't have a mind of my own everything in my life just thinks for me

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