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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=46265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Out Of Range</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">just the thought<br>of our bed<br>makes me crumble like the plaster<br>where you punched the wall beside my bed<br>and I try<br>to draw the line<br>but it ends up running down the middle of me<br>most of the time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">boys get locked up in some prison<br>girls get locked up in some house<br>and it don't matter if it's a warden<br>or a lover<br>or a spouse<br>you just can't talk to 'em<br>you just can't reason<br>you just can't leave<br>and you just can't please 'em</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was locked<br>into being my mother's daughter<br>I was just eating bread and water<br>thinking<br>nothing ever changes<br>and I was shocked<br>to see the mistakes of each generation<br>will just fade like a radio station<br>if you drive out of range</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you're not angry<br>you're just stupid<br>or you don't care<br>how else can you react<br>when you know<br>something's so unfair<br>the men of the hour<br>can kill half the world in war<br>make them slaves to a super power<br>and let them die poor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was locked<br>into being my mother's daughter<br>I was just eating bread and water<br>thinking<br>nothing ever changes<br>and I was shocked<br>to see the mistakes of each generation<br>will just fade like a radio station<br>if you drive out of range</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just the thought<br>of our bed<br>makes me crumble like the plaster<br>where you punched the wall beside my bed<br>and I try<br>to draw the line<br>but it ends up running down the middle of me<br>most of the time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">baby I love you<br>that's why I'm leaving<br>there's no talking to you<br>and there's no pleasing you<br>and I care enough<br>that I'm mad<br>that half the world don't even know<br>what they could have had</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was locked<br>into being my mother's daughter<br>I was just eating bread and water<br>thinking<br>nothing ever changes<br>and I was shocked<br>to see the mistakes of each generation<br>will just fade like a radio station<br>if you drive out of range<br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Ani DiFranco from <i>Out Of Range</i> - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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