du da da.

music/lyrics: darren chuah

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du da da~ its painful just to think of you
like the guitar~ with broken strings and out of tune
du da da~ i dont wanna knoe the scenary outside my room
du da da~ i live in my own blackhole
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along the street there are couples holding hands
dont let me witness
our promises that havent happen on us
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what is love?
the answer is on the back of the earth
before the sunlight falls on us
pls remember
when im still holding ur hand this moment
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before the world's awake
i silently watches u leave
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what is love?
now im on the back of the earth
after the sun rises
pls temporary forget
that we held each other last night
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before anyone's awake
i silently sent you away from me.
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du dad a...
i dont understand the asnwer give...n

sing in the lecture hall.

Inspiration always come at the wrong time

Ive been in inspiration drought for like.. two weeks..

but recently

it always came without notice

its either in the lecture hall

in the bathroom

or while im driving

unamed combination of tunes rushed into my mind

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forcing me to whisper to my fone recorder,

ended up recorded the lecturer's lecture

forcing me to rush out of the bathroom

holding the guitar almost naked

forcing me to giveup half of my attention in driving

just to end up forgetting the melody tat played so hard in my head

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why do my mind get stimulated at the wrong time?

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i really need a recorder

if only i could have one in my head............................

i fell awake in a cozy afternoon.

i fell asleep in a cozy afternoon

and i woke up in a cozy afternoon

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time passes too fast in my dream

there's no sunrise or sunset,

but it felt like days and weeks has passed me by

there,

i saw myself

i saw you

and i saw myself with you.

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time passed too fast in my dream

thats y i met u there, in my dream

there's no clock, no day ,and no night

no colour, only a world in monochrome

but there's you.

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it seemed like days and weeks has passed me by

but it was only in my dream.

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i fell asleep in a cozy afternoon,

and i woke up in a cozy afternoon.

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can the time move a lil faster?

not as fast as the time in my dream

just a lil faster......... .

caffeinated.

a fren asked me why my blog has nothing to do with my life
i answered "im blogging bout my life lah .?."

simple, but true,
everything is bout me,my life,
and things that are seen thru my eyes,
tho the way i express them is a lil diffrent
but,
ha, i just did it my way.


wa, the rain is falling hard out there,
the vessels and cells of my brain is crying for caffeine
admit that im physically,

more to mentally dependant of the dark coloured, bittersweet, addictive liquid
especially when the weather is chilling, like this one


ah, boiled some water,poured it into a cup filled with "costa"
add some sugar, stirred
jazzy music mellowly playing thru my wooden speaker,

i took a sip beside my apartment's window.
it was raining hard out there.

and i tasted it with my heart,
not merely tongue,



it tasted like Life. : )




and thats part of my life.

It is hard to be in love

It is even harder to not be in it.

the bad month is over.

there was a tarot card game on tele
five cards with the same back named ABCDE
pick one base on your intuition,
and it'll predict hows your november is gonna be

and so,i picked D, D for darren.

the figure is the angel of death

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and i just had a bad november.
she picked D too,
she probably just experienced the worst november in her life..

hm,
but it wasnt tat bad afterall,
yes, i failed my exam for the first time
but at least im still alive and kicking now.

the bad month is over,
if i got the chance to pick a tarot card again
what would it be ?

ah, the bad month is over
here comes december....

the end of the year.