Dear Body,
For three days you have not allowed me to sleep, waking me up every 20 minutes or so with either chronic fever or freezing my ass off.
As well as the vomiting, snot and migraine you give me, now you've decided to make me have a hacking cough as well.
Thanks, you're a true champion.
At least my kitty is home and keeping me company.
You should all go listen to Laura Marling, shes a folk artist and she is amazing. Kinda a little Kimya Dawson but nicer and more whimsical.
Look down on the body that you have grown,
Four mountains tand around you they're not your own.
And light squares and bodiesare all you see...
Since you broke down
Since I broke down
Since we broke down
Oh I jumped into your grave and died,
And on my word you'll give up your whole life for me
And you'll be reborn bigger and stronger and less alive...
I...I...I...
I...I...I
Cross your fingers hold your toes, we're all going to die when the building blows,
Cross your fingers hold your toes, we're all going to die when the building blows,
And the house that you were born in is crumbling at the corner,
Sagging skin and feet of crows, feet of crows.
Oh you'll jump into your grave and die
And on my word you'll give up your whole life for me
And you'll be reborn bigger and stronger and less alive
I...I...I
I...I...I
- Cross Your Fingers
-My Manic and I
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