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Previous - this entry written on October 07, 2001 at 4:03 am - Next -- Talk Show Host - Radiohead -- I want to I want to be someone else or I'll explode Floating upon this surface for the birds The birds The birds You want me? Fucking well come and find me I'll be waiting With a gun and a pack of sandwiches And nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing You want me? Well come and break the door down You want me? Fucking come and break the door down I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready --- ...and I am. I'm ready for anything, tonight... it's one of those nights when I wish I could tear myself apart, wish I could light fireworks, a night when if I'd someone to hurt I would, just to see what happens, to watch the tears... ...and yet it feels so GOOD... pure. Honest. This is how life is supposed to hurt, so completely that it turns into pleasure. Delicious. Radiohead, ladies and gentlemen. Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven - - Do Not Feed The Moose - |
