I feel like I haven't posted in ages. I tried to write a post. All of them turned out to be boring. Or too personal. I actually wrote a very personal post, but I'm not sure if I want it here on my blog. So here's the 'song version' of my very personal depressed post. This song's stuck in my head for two weeks now. It's so amazingly accurate, I can't get over it.
Just listen to the song and read the lyrics.
I'll probably blog something more interesting soon. I have to wait until tomorrow to see what my life brings.
You've seen the crippled dance
Just listen to the song and read the lyrics.
I'll probably blog something more interesting soon. I have to wait until tomorrow to see what my life brings.
You've seen the crippled dance
Give me your money baby, now's your chance
Your lies like cyanide
I am so dumb
Just beam me up
I've had it all forever
I've had enough
Remember, you promised me...
I'm dying, I'm dying please
I want to, I need to be...
Under your skin
Our love is quicksand, so easy to drown
They steal the gravity out from moving ground
Remember, you promised me...
I'm dying, I'm dying please
I want to I need to be...
Under your skin
And now I understand
You leave with everything
You leave with everything I am
In the rain
And now I know that love is dead
You come to bury me
There's nothing left here to pretend..
Remember you promised me...
I'm dying, I'm dying please
I want to, I need to be...
Under your skin
I'm dying I'm dying Please
I'm dying I'm dying Please
I'm dying I'm dying Please
Under your skin
Under your skin
Dying - Hole
Antonia, I really feel awful for not saying anything but... I don't know what to say? So, I'm trying to say something. And it's not making much sense, and I won't say I hope you're okay because that sucks.
ReplyDeleteBut I hope you're okay.
Libby: Thanks. I'm not doing that great. It goes up and down all the time (for more than a year now). I'm going to post the 'not song version' in an hour or so. It should make a bit more sense than this.
ReplyDelete