Monday, April 25, 2005

I miss

deftones with my own summer and be quiet (and drive)
limp bizkit with counterfeit, sour and faith
incubus with S.C.I.E.N.C.E
jon davis with his OD episodes

I especially miss
roller blading with my buddies at 1 am at nite
cargo pants and skateshoes
my self-confident self
say what say what and who's hot who's hot

and I'm feeling a wee bit down
so come join me in the anthem of the suicidals
Don't forget to cry while screaming "runnnnnnnnn"

Creep
By Radiohead

When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control
I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice, when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here, ohhh ohhhh

She's running out the door...
She's running out, she's run, run, run, run....run....

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

I'm going bonkers I think...

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