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Sunday, September 21, 2003

 
i have nothing to say, but i think that i have shot myself in the foot, and if i could have surgery to get the bullet removed, i dont think i would, because i enjoy the pain.
Get it? I LOVE the pain. More than you can understand. its an unbelievable feeling. the drama, the chaos, all leading up to a nonconclusive conclusion. it is a bitter madness, and i sing about it in all my sadness.

so here's my new song of the day:


Cheers darlin'
Here's to you and your lover
Cheers darlin'
I got years to wait around for you
Cheers darlin'
I've got your wedding bells in my ear
Cheers darlin'
You give me three cigarettes
To smoke my tears away

And I die when you mention his name
And I lied, I should have kissed you
When we were running the reins

What am I, darlin'?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The girl you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?

Cheers darlin'
Here's to you and your lover
Cheers darlin'
I just hang around and eat from a can
Cheers darlin'
I got a ribbon of green on my guitar
Cheers darlin'
I not a beauty queen
To sit not very far from here

I die when she comes around
To take you home
I'm too shy, I should have kissed you
When we were alone

What am I, darlin'?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?

What am I?
What am I, darlin'?
I got years to wait around for you

(that is a REVISED version of Damien Rice's "cheers darlin'" )


oops, we've done it again cruel cruel world...
~*N*~

note: for all of you who keep asking, nobody is "cruel cruel world" it isnt a code name for anyone. its my expression and disgust for society. that is all...






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