would it kill you to breathe?

Thick as Thieves -- Dashboard Confessional

Would it kill you to breathe?
Easy only 17 miles lay between you and me
I could make it if I had to
I don't break easily
You've got my counsel, thick as thieves
If there's a crime we'll keep it secret
For there's only trace amounts left in your blood
You may be a sinner
But you may be justified

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Will it kill me to breathe
Not as easy as you think it is between you and me
I could fake it if I have to
I don't break easily
I need your counsel, thick as thieves
I have no crime to keep a secret
It was hers, it was not mine
Well I may be a sinner
But it wasn't me this time

Just keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Listen to yourself
There is a hemorrhage in your mouth
It won't stop bleeding
Well you may be the traitor
I will hold the smoking gun
You'll get away clean
I'll keep your secrets til the grave has swallowed me
And I will never tell a tortured soul they are burning by my side
That I am a sinner
I am a savior
I am a lie

So keep your mouth shut
Keep your guard up
I swear I'll make it right

Its time for me to wake up those dormant muscles. Rawr. Training time is in. Like I'm going to gym start next week. Rawr. I feel the testosterone in me raring to go.

Hmm. I wonder why I take so long to memorise movements in wushu. Other people take so short. Like blargh. I blame my poor memory. At least I'm getting a little closer to doing a da ding. Wheeps.

So random tonight. My condolences go out to Joyce(Quah) after her hamster died. I wish Cheryl Cheah who spammed the OG's inboxes with 8 e-mails through the e-group announcing her birthday a Happy 17th Birthday.

Oh and I'm beginning to believe that singing is good for your mood. Was quite moody this morning, spent most of civics singing to myself and I felt quite a lot better after. Like singing therapy. We should install a karaoke lounge in school or something. Like RJ Kbox (which exists - the LTs before Lectures).

Oh and finally got back to playing basketball after spraining my ligament. Phew. At least I can still chop, but my form's gone. Need to train. Rawr.

Titoudao tomorrow. Will reach home really late. But I'll be with my beloved 08A01C. Should be ok, I guess. Don't think there'll be time for me to watch a movie inbetween the end of school and the play. So sad. Then again Bishan being the lousy place that it is doesn't have Pathfinder in the J8 cinemas. Hmph.

Someone commented that my last two blogposts is kind of girly. I somehow don't want to believe that nor do I want to indulge in saying how manly I am. However I'm convinced that it was just my emotions at that point in time, and probably still stands. I'm working on my life. It sucks, somewhat.

Hoping that all the 7 people in my class running for council get in. They'd better.
Or else.

Tired. Going to bed. Bye.
-Merv.