new layout + song addiction
i think i'm some kind of addict.
new layout, sunrisesunsets, i drew hearts. took me a while to get it right, but now i think i've got it straight. it's....calming, somehow. i like the background picture and the zen rebel feel. but i especially like the random mix of icons this time: john and paul, drew, and wilson. :3 wilson can stay, definitely.
ADDICT
Cry me a river
You're just so sad, you're out of your mind
Let's see some tears
I wanna know what's making you blind
I start leaving fast, driving pace
Fueled by your pretty face
Knowing that I require more
Wait a second turn around
I can fall further down
As my car drives me straight to your door
The cold shoulder
You're so sad, I think I might cry
I am so sick of seeking peace in finding out why
I start running fast, don't need to try
Racing from your pretty eyes
Honey I've seen that trick before
Oh but honey hold your horses I turn back
My conscience seems to be in lack
I'm knocking on your door
I've got this problem baby
It's somewhat unhealthy
I guess that you could say
That I'm just burnt out
I need someone to push me around
Drag me and kick me down
I think I'm some kind of addict
--Jessica Harp, "Addict" (acoustic)
it's such a lovely song. kind of me these past few days. addicted, in that state of inbetween, a detached warmth. it's strange, dreamlike, gravity-defying. ....amazing how music can capture all that, and more: everything i want to say.
new layout, sunrisesunsets, i drew hearts. took me a while to get it right, but now i think i've got it straight. it's....calming, somehow. i like the background picture and the zen rebel feel. but i especially like the random mix of icons this time: john and paul, drew, and wilson. :3 wilson can stay, definitely.
ADDICT
Cry me a river
You're just so sad, you're out of your mind
Let's see some tears
I wanna know what's making you blind
I start leaving fast, driving pace
Fueled by your pretty face
Knowing that I require more
Wait a second turn around
I can fall further down
As my car drives me straight to your door
The cold shoulder
You're so sad, I think I might cry
I am so sick of seeking peace in finding out why
I start running fast, don't need to try
Racing from your pretty eyes
Honey I've seen that trick before
Oh but honey hold your horses I turn back
My conscience seems to be in lack
I'm knocking on your door
I've got this problem baby
It's somewhat unhealthy
I guess that you could say
That I'm just burnt out
I need someone to push me around
Drag me and kick me down
I think I'm some kind of addict
--Jessica Harp, "Addict" (acoustic)
it's such a lovely song. kind of me these past few days. addicted, in that state of inbetween, a detached warmth. it's strange, dreamlike, gravity-defying. ....amazing how music can capture all that, and more: everything i want to say.