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my words and actions can come off harsh to some extent
then i feel terrible afterwards. things will mend, oh yes.
so, i'm really glad i paid someone a visit while tipsy. the troof comes out. i held some "dirtbag"'s hand. and well, i don't care. we have the same level of thinking.
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again
Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love
-Street Spirit by Radiohead
that song has such emotion to it. i love it.
basicly, the song is about how the devil gets the last laugh.
mhm.
kapoof.