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Saturday, January 29, 2011

Fated.

Current mood: bitchy

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Ah, those days when you figure typing out pages of I HATE MYSELF AND WANT TO DIE over and over again would be so effective, yet you don't want to be that dramatic. You'd think a couple Tylenol would help, and you figure you'd be a little numb to the pain, but you're not. Not to mention I have reason to celebrate. New guitar, fresh on parole after the semester's over. Oh well. Life moves on I guess. So here's a classic from my buddy Matt.

Fated - Matthew Good

There's a spaceman
In my basement
There's an IV keeping time beside my bed
and a painting
of Jesus wandering
For a dart board
You know he's seen you naked a million times

I long to be dead,
and sleep with the fishes under the sea.
They can swim through my head,
and stop all the traffic jams.
Stop all the traffic jams,
and there'll be no light tonight,
if I'm Fated.

There's a cartoon killer in my living room,
cut you open like candy and pull out your little wound.
Like TV dinners for the third world,
and amputee dancing girls.
You try but you fail cause you're bad at life.
Good in a vacuum.

I long to be dead,
and sleep with the fishes under the sea.
They can swim through my head,
and stop all the traffic jams.
Stop all the traffic jams,
and there'll be no light tonight,
if I'm Fated.

Here's a lovely live version. If anyone is reading this, I would feel less alone if you left a comment.





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