I forgot how to be charming.
I forgot to have free will.
All I can do is sit and wonder what the fuck is going on.
And wonder what the fuck is wrong.
And what I did.
The talking is great.
The talking is great.
Everything that leads up to it is damaged.
Everything that follows is ruined.
And silence is the knife in my back.
Pick another day.
Pick another day.
Get in line because it's all backed up.
If you're not frusterated you're dead.
And I've got so long to go before I understand.
If you've got a suggestion I'll take it.
If you've got a suggestion I'll take it.
Cause I'm fresh out of ideas.
And I've got nothing left to say.
Check.
It's your move.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
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