May 13, 2006

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  Dear Xanga,

  
  

  I think I club and/or drink too much. After three barcadis, five tequila shots and half a jug of vodka ribena, I still feel quite sober. In comparison, apart from a good friend of mine who goes clubbing fairly regularly with me, the other five clubbing companions were wasted after consuming less than half the drinks I did. Of course, my buddy had an equal number of drinks as me and we must have spent at least four hours on the dance floor, way more than the others. Have I even mentioned that I binged on five barcadis and four tequila shots on Wednesday and that the stamp from Wednesday was still slightly visible in the ultra-violet light for my pal and I? Or the fact that I was supposed to be suffering from gastric pains and wanted to avoid alcohol?

  
  

  Dammit, I need to shun clubbing and/or alcohol.

  
  

  Yours Sincerely
  Wayne Goh

  
  

  
  

   

  
  

  Pick me up
  been bleeding too long
  Right here, right now
  I’ll stop it some how
  
  I will make it go away
  can’t be here no more
  Seems this is the only way
  I will soon be gone
  these feelings will be gone
  these feelings will be gone
  
  Now I see the times they change
  leaving doesn’t seems so strange
  I am hoping I can find
  where to leave my hurt behind
  All this shit I seem to take
  all alone I seem to break
  I have lived the best I can
  Does this make me not a man?
  
  Shut me off
  I am ready,
  Heart stops
  I stand alone
  Can’t be on my own
  
  I will make it go away
  can’t be here no more
  Seems this is the only way
  I will soon be gone
  these feelings will be gone
  these feelings will be gone
  
  Now I see the times they change
  leaving doesn’t seems so strange
  I am hoping I can find
  where to leave my hurt behind
  All this shit I seem to take
  all alone I seem to break
  I have lived the best I can
  Does this make me not a man?
  
  Am I going to leave this place?
  What is it I’m hanging from?
  is there nothing more to come? (am I Gunna leave this place?)
  Is it always black in space?
  Am I going to take it’s place?
  Am I going to leave this race? (Am I going to leave this race?)
  I guess god’s up in this place?
  what is it that I’ve become?
  is there something more to come? (more to come)
  
  Now I see the times they change
  leaving doesn’t seems so strange
  I am hoping I can find
  where to leave my hurt behind
  All this shit I seem to take
  all alone I seem to break
  I have lived the best I can
  Does this make me not a man? [x2]

  
  

   

  
  

  Korn – Alone I Break

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