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At least we dig each other.

-- must post an entry today.. its Nabil's big Day! though I might just post a song lyrics from a band that he hates most :D ( he's not reading my blog, so its ok :D)


We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify.
Look me in the eye
And ask for forgiveness
We'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend.

We all have something that digs at us
At least we dig each other.
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday.

If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.

We all have a sickness
That cleverly attaches and multiplies
No matter how we try.

We all have someone that digs at us
At least we dig each other.
So when sickness turns my ego up
I know you'll act as a clever medicine.

If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me.
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.
Oh, each other
When everything else is gone


Hushgirl currently listening to :
Dig
Incubus
Light Grenades



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