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bitterness, angst, and coffee. current album: when the pawn... by fiona apple current song: limp you wanna make me sick you wanna lick my wounds don�t you, baby? you want the badge of honour when you save my hide but you�re the one in the way of the day of doom, baby if you need my shame to reclaim your pride and when i think of it, my fingers turn to fists i never did anything to you, man but no matter what i try you�ll beat me with your bitter lies so call me crazy, hold me down make me cry get off now, baby it won�t be long till you�ll be lying limp in your own hand you feed the beast i have within me you wave the red flag baby you make it run run run standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning you fondle my trigger then you blame my gun and when i think of it, my fingers turn to fists i never did anything to you, man but no matter what i try you�ll beat me with your bitter lies so call me crazy, hold me down make me cry get off now, baby it won�t be long till you�ll be lying limp in your own hand mmm...fast as you can baby wait watch me i�ll be out fast as i can maybe late but at least about fast as you can leave me let this thing run its route fast as you can... i love fiona apple. she's fucking brilliant, i say. and bitter. and angsty. and really really pretty while she does it. i'm so jealous. i can be bitter and angst-ridden, but i'm not so sure about the brilliant or the pretty part. there i go on the self-esteem thing again. well, i've got to work tonight, so i'm out like the tandy 1000. ~*~ immediate yesterday. ~*~ divination. ~*~ get your own guestbook here |
