fuck.
i saw a bird of prey with a dead squirrel in its mouth today
AND
i almost stepped on another dead squirrel (ROadKill) while running as fast as i could in the rain through suburban wasteland
i cant breathe here
ive cried like 40 times today
what the fuck
not sure why
im all itchy
i left the city like 2 days ago and im having withdrawl and im moving to france in like 12 days and im nervous
fuck
fuck
i cant sleep here
i hate parents house
no friends here
so fuckin tired
i dont get it
i did go to the diner today and had like 14 cups of coffee for $1.33. that was pretty sick
lyrics
hide and seek
where are we?
what the hell is going on
the dust has only just begun to form
crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling
spin me round again
and rub my eyes
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
all those years
they were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines oh, you won't catch me around here
blood and tears hearts
they were here first
Mmmm whacha say
Mmmm that you only meant well..
well of course you did
Mmmm whacha say
Mmmm that its all for the best
of course it is
Mmmm whacha say
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
Mmmm whacha say
Mmmm what did she say
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don't believe you
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
hide and seek
ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
hide and seek
speak no feeling no
i don't believe you
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
hide and seek
oh no
you don't care a bit
oh no
you don't care a bit
hide and seek
oh no
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
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