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Liberate this will
To release us all
Gotta cut away
Clear away
Snip away
And sever this umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me
In here I can almost hear you scream
One more medicated peaceful moment
Give me
One more medicated peaceful moment
And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
No, I don't wanna feel this world around me hostility
Kill it.
Well, I didn't sleep last night. And I'll give you one good guess on whose to blame for that one. I passed out around six thirty this morning, woke up at twelve. Now I'm about to go out to eat with my Mom... because... well, I have nothing better to do, except stuff my face because... well, I'm just like that.
Michael was supossed to call me at eleven. Did he? No, of course not. DUH! It's like, why on earth would anyone do that? Calling girlfriends... it's like... what are you talking about? People do that now? Wow, that's weird. Oh well, I'm just going to go fuck myself and watch people get high all day and think about random shit.. oh yeah and to top it off, I'm going to go and "act" like I don't like it and want to move out when I'm actually around, or talking to my girlfriend just so she won't get mad and so she'll think I'm doing the right thing. Sounds like TONS of fun to me, duncha think?
Yeah... I wish I could have that much fun with my life, dear. But oh no, I sit by my phone. All. Damn. Day. All by my little lonesome, until I realize that I'm wasting my sweet ass fucking time and I turn the fucker off. That's fun to me. Oh yeah, moments like those... I live for them. There's no possible way to discribe how it makes me feel when I realize HEY, they're not calling, and they're lying again. It's like, so wonderful.
Ohhhh well, being me, you know, you get used to a lot of things.. truuuust me.
I have since been reminded why I turn my phone off all. the. time.
(Oh yeah, Jeff, you're a sweetie.)
To release us all
Gotta cut away
Clear away
Snip away
And sever this umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me
In here I can almost hear you scream
One more medicated peaceful moment
Give me
One more medicated peaceful moment
And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
No, I don't wanna feel this world around me hostility
Kill it.
Well, I didn't sleep last night. And I'll give you one good guess on whose to blame for that one. I passed out around six thirty this morning, woke up at twelve. Now I'm about to go out to eat with my Mom... because... well, I have nothing better to do, except stuff my face because... well, I'm just like that.
Michael was supossed to call me at eleven. Did he? No, of course not. DUH! It's like, why on earth would anyone do that? Calling girlfriends... it's like... what are you talking about? People do that now? Wow, that's weird. Oh well, I'm just going to go fuck myself and watch people get high all day and think about random shit.. oh yeah and to top it off, I'm going to go and "act" like I don't like it and want to move out when I'm actually around, or talking to my girlfriend just so she won't get mad and so she'll think I'm doing the right thing. Sounds like TONS of fun to me, duncha think?
Yeah... I wish I could have that much fun with my life, dear. But oh no, I sit by my phone. All. Damn. Day. All by my little lonesome, until I realize that I'm wasting my sweet ass fucking time and I turn the fucker off. That's fun to me. Oh yeah, moments like those... I live for them. There's no possible way to discribe how it makes me feel when I realize HEY, they're not calling, and they're lying again. It's like, so wonderful.
Ohhhh well, being me, you know, you get used to a lot of things.. truuuust me.
I have since been reminded why I turn my phone off all. the. time.
(Oh yeah, Jeff, you're a sweetie.)