hey baby, what's wrong? didnt we have good times, great times?

Thou shalt not succumb to temptation.
Thou shalt not procrastinate.

itchy throat and funny nose, please go away. ): ):

The broken locks were a warning
You got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded
I'm an open book instead
And I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose
They're still looking for life

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain
There is healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you

[I-NEED-A-TAG :D]