I'm going to paraphrase Thoreau here... rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth. (C.McC.)
Friday, March 03, 2006
out of my mind
how did you get this far,
understanding nothing at all
you're nothing but small talk,
is there anybody home
is there a secret plan that you follow,
do you do any thinking of your own
make up your mind,
flip a coin or something
just say anything but i don't know
you do so much sneaking around,
is it some kind of a stupid little game
let's pretend that you're the master mind,
and i'm your little blind dope
stay out of my sight,
i'll put you out of my mind
don't even want to know you anymore
stay out of my sight,
i'll put you out of my mind
out of my mind
don't even want to know you anymore
stay out of my sight,
i'll put you out of my mind
how did you get this far,
understanding nothing at all
you're nothing but small talk,
is there anybody home
transparent,
simple mind
just hold your hands over my eyes
unless you're trying to insult me
you'd better work harder on those lies
by Samiam
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2 comments:
I don't know why,
can't put you out of my mind
can't stop to love you
can't stay out of your sight
just want to hold your hand
just want to be with you
just want to smeel you
just want to sleep with you
just want to smoke with you
just want to be drunk with you
just want to take an orange bus with you
i just want you
just want you
well, I do not smoke anymore
and I do not take orange buses anymore
and I do not sleep alone anymore
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