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This song always comes along at the most (in)appropriate moments.
"Waking up at twelve in my clothes again
Feel my head explode from a night of gin
Another night out late
I don’t want to drink don’t want to be a clown
I got to get my feet back on the ground
Before it pulls me in
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna catch me when I’m coming down to hit the ground again
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down hold you down
Cause you’re a friend, I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
On the underground with the freaks and frowns
Looking at the world through silver clouds
But then it all came down
I’ve got to rise above the emotional flood
I’ve got to cut these ropes around my hands
Pull myself around
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna be there when I’ve lost control
I’m heading to crashland
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
All by myself,
cause I don’t want to drag you down,
Hold you down, cause you’re a friend.
I blame myself
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a shame
All by myself “waking up at 12 in my clothes again”
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down,
Cause you’re a friend.
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a sin
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now."
Funeral for a Friend - 10:45 Amsterdam Conversation
"Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes."
It's not all relevant, only parts, but still. Anyway, holidy was fairly shite, No waves, no money, worst part of all which I don't feel like disclosing, but oh well, I guess I shouldn't complain. I probably did some severe damage to my liver, although at the moment that seems like a good thing.
Random notes, The Finch album "What it is to burn" Is all I listened too all holiday, great band, I think I like them even better than Green Day. (Not sure, tho.) England are also doing fairly well in the test. (For once.) Mark Butcher and Nasser Hussains centuries were great to watch, especially Butch. Also, Summerslam looks like its going to be a stormer of a WWE event.
Anyway, I won't be around on IM much, don't feel like talking. Guess I'll see you when I see you.
Edit: Just added the Funeral for a Friend song, because I really like it.
"Waking up at twelve in my clothes again
Feel my head explode from a night of gin
Another night out late
I don’t want to drink don’t want to be a clown
I got to get my feet back on the ground
Before it pulls me in
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna catch me when I’m coming down to hit the ground again
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down hold you down
Cause you’re a friend, I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
On the underground with the freaks and frowns
Looking at the world through silver clouds
But then it all came down
I’ve got to rise above the emotional flood
I’ve got to cut these ropes around my hands
Pull myself around
How come it ended up like this
And who’s gonna be there when I’ve lost control
I’m heading to crashland
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now
All by myself,
cause I don’t want to drag you down,
Hold you down, cause you’re a friend.
I blame myself
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a shame
All by myself “waking up at 12 in my clothes again”
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down,
Cause you’re a friend.
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now, it’s such a sin
All by myself (waking up at 12 in my clothes again)
Cause I don’t want to drag you down, hold you down
Cause you’re a friend
I blame myself (feel my head explode from a night of gin)
I guess you think it’s funny now, funny now."
Funeral for a Friend - 10:45 Amsterdam Conversation
"Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a reciever with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
on the canvas to which our lives are painted
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes,
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes."
It's not all relevant, only parts, but still. Anyway, holidy was fairly shite, No waves, no money, worst part of all which I don't feel like disclosing, but oh well, I guess I shouldn't complain. I probably did some severe damage to my liver, although at the moment that seems like a good thing.
Random notes, The Finch album "What it is to burn" Is all I listened too all holiday, great band, I think I like them even better than Green Day. (Not sure, tho.) England are also doing fairly well in the test. (For once.) Mark Butcher and Nasser Hussains centuries were great to watch, especially Butch. Also, Summerslam looks like its going to be a stormer of a WWE event.
Anyway, I won't be around on IM much, don't feel like talking. Guess I'll see you when I see you.
Edit: Just added the Funeral for a Friend song, because I really like it.