Rev.Reverence

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...& they often are correct to do so..

Stage fright.

...you'll be fine!

+1 'n' Stuff...

CONSTANTINE:Smack him with Lister for patting my head. JINXXED: jello is involved

verbose

This started as a post in "how you feel"...it became "terrible goth poetry"...then I repeated it...so NOW it is a song.(oops.) =(musical directions)= I AM SICK & TIRED OF BEING SICK OF BEING TIRED 'cause sometimes my mynde fly s AWAY AWAY AWAY AWAY A- WAY =(short refrain)= manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & SICK OF IT ALL & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & TIRED OF BEING SICK A..N..D I AM SICK & TIRED OF BEING SICK OF BEING TIRED 'cause sometimes my mynde fly s AWAY AWAY AWAY AWAY A- WAY =(short refrain)= manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & SICK OF IT ALL & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & manic because I'm depressed & depressed because I'm manic & TIRED OF BEING SICK AND =(sudden stop)=

..drink Scotch.................. r e a l * s * l * O * W * * * * l * i * k * e * * * * t * h * i * s * .....

Givin' up till O_M_G comes home...seems that I fubared the seams...(makin' a pair of pants into a skirt)...

Laugh whilst she tries...

Does not use apostrophes...

THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOIN' TO SAY!!!

KINKY.

Take It EasyBy- Bright Eyes First with your hands, then with your mouth A downpour of sweat, damp cotton clouds I was a fool, you were my friend We made it happen You took off your clothes, left on the light You stood there so brave, you used to be shy Each feature improved, each movement refined And eyes like a showroom Now they're spreading out the blankets on the beach That weatherman's a liar, he said it'd be raining But it's clear and blue as far as I can see Left by the lamp, right next to the bed On a cartoon cat pad, she scrached with a pen: "Everything is as it's always been, this never happened Don't take it too bad, it's nothing you did Just once something dies, you can't make it live You're a beautiful boy, you're a sweet little kid But I am a woman" So I laid back down, wrapped myself up in the sheets And I must have looked like a ghost Because something frightened me And since then I've been so good at vanishing Now I do as I please, and I lie through my teeth Someone might get hurt, but it won't be me Should probably feel cheap, but I just feel free And a little bit empty No, it isn't so hard to get close to me There'll be no arguments, we'll always agree And I'll try to be kind when I ask you to leave We'll both take it easy If you stay to long inside my memory I will trap you in a song tied to a melody And I'll keep you there so that you can't bother me

...yelling......at the sewing project...

Loserby Beck In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey Butane in my veins and Im out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose Kill the headlights and put it in neutral Stock car flamin with a loser and the cruise control Babys in reno with the vitamin d Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat Someone came in sayin Im insane to complain About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt Dont believe everything that you breathe You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve So shave your face with some mace in the dark Savin all your food stamps and burnin down the trailer park Yo. cut it. Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber cuz ones got a weasel and the others got a flag Ones on the pole, shove the other in a bag With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job The daytime crap of the folksinger slob He hung himself with a guitar string A slab of turkey-neck and its hangin from a pigeon wing You cant write if you cant relate Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate And my time is a piece of wax fallin on a termite Thats chokin on the splinters Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? (get crazy with the cheese whiz) Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? (drive-by body-pierce) (yo bring it on down) Soooooooyy.... (Im a driver, Im a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it) Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? (I cant believe you) Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? (schprechen sie deutches, baby) Soy un perdedor Im a loser baby, so why dont you kill me? (know what Im sayin? )

SEWING

PONDEROUS PROCESSIT'S ORDER OUT OF CHAOS PATIENTLY ENDURE

..sad & unhappy...

sadnesses descend encompassing my being light and warmth failing