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i don't even have to be obvious anymore. what i say, it doesn't need explanation anymore. results are shit. RESULTS ARE SHIT! THERE ARE NO FUCKING RESULTS! SO CHANGE! And here, I shall explain to ye how...
I don't feel the suns comin' out today
its staying in, its gonna find another way.
As I sit here in this misery, I don't
think I'll ever see the sun from here.
And oh as I fade away,
they'll all look at me and say, and they'll say,
Hey look at him! I'll never live that way.
But that's okay
they're just afraid to change.
When you feel your life ain't worth living
you've got to stand up and
take a look around you then a look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
keep on dreaming boy, cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.
And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
some ways will work and other ways we'll play.
But I know we all can't stay here forever,
so I want to write my words on the face of today.
and then they'll paint it
And oh as I fade away,
they'll all look at me and they'll say,
Hey look at him and where he is these days.
When life is hard, you have to change.
And if you can't respect that, your whole perspective is whack, maybe you'll love me when I fade to black... And, yes, that was indeed blind melon. last night, whilst living an unbelievably glamorous night downtown, I picked up their DVD [amazon link], Letters from a Porcupine. okay, so I've always loved this band, right? who didn't like "no rain"? and who could deny "change" its proper accolade? but after watching this post-Shannon Hoon documentary, i fell in love with the band over again (this sounds familiar...). the way Shannon moved on stage; his intense levels, whether it be jumping in the air, or sprawled out, in utero position, cringing on the ground and screaming his guts out into the microphone and, oh, the crazed fans at the Woodstock concert. it's intense. if you are on good terms with me, there's a chance i'll let you borrow it. just to spread the beauty to as many deserving people as possible.
and now my head hurts. it's 8:30 and i'm about to blow my brains out. witnessing drug deals is fucking fantastic.