termpaper blues.

[superflylauri]

my apologies go out to those who hate The Boss, but this song has had such an effect on me lately; it forces me to understand how much i need & desire change. i've grown tired of mediocrity, routine, & trap doors. actually, i've just plain grown tired. i think it's due to a combination of grey weather, insecurity, lonliness, & lack of motiviation/lethargy.

oh yeah, & senioritis.

i get up in the evening
& i ain't got nothing to say
i come home in the morning
i go to bed feeling the same way
i ain't nothing but tired
man, i'm just tired & bored with myself
hey there baby, i could use just a little help

you can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
this gun's for hire;
even if we're just dancing in the dark.

message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and i'm moving 'round the place
i check my look in the mirror--
i wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
man,I ain't getting nowhere
i'm just living in a dump like this
there's something happening somewhere
baby, I just know that there is

you sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere & it's on me
i'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby, this laugh's on me

stay on the streets of this town
& they'll be carving you up alright
they say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby, i'm just about starving tonight
i'mdying for some action
i'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
i need a love reaction
come on, now baby gimme just one look

you can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
this gun's for hire;
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
you can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart.
this gun's for hire;
even if we're just dancing in the dark.