let's post as much as we can (loser)

I don't think I wanna think about it
How the fall is coming down
The light is leaving and it's hard to breathe
Buried in this pile of leaves
We don't wanna ever change
We don't wanna make mistakes
We don't wanna be the same
I am the finger to my fate
It doesn't know me and it cannot see that far
The nights get so long and cold
With fewer places we can go

AND IN OTHER NEWS!
http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,20372915-5006003,00.html
FUCKING GROSS!
ONLY IN KUALA LUMPUR, AM I RIGHT?