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[siicosephy]

Yeah, i'm feeling better now. And i'm growing up. I'm standing up for myself. Honestly, i'm learning more from myself then I am from the teacher. I don't actually plan on doing anything with "cells" in my future... not saying the information is useless.. but ok. Alright, so, instead of letting this sit, i'm standing up for myself and not taking that crap for an answer. But of course, i'm doing it like an adult and just communicating with him over it. If i'm ever going to live in this world, i'm going to have to stand up for myself and work for the things I want. If its not satisfaction, don't take it!

I think my dad is starting to wear off on me...

Now for a pretty song! Cursive! GO!

And now we proudly present
Songs perverse and songs of lament
A couple hymns of confession
Songs that recognize our sick obsessions
Sing along I'm on the ugly organ again
Sing along I'm on the ugly organ
So let's begin
It's no use to keep a secret
Everything I hide ends up in lyrics
So read on, accuse me when you're done
If it sounds like I did you wrong
Our Father who art in heaven
Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in
Didn't I learn anything
Counting out my sins on rosary beads?
The reverend plays on the ugly organ
He peals out his sweet, insulting sermon
On the audience
So why do I think I'm any different?
I've been making money off my indifference
We all pass the hat around
This is my body, this is the blood I found
On my hands
After I wrote this album
Playing on that stigmata for cross over fans,
Some red handed slight of hand.