can i play a song for you?
i really liked this idea on another blog (you know who you are) so i'm stealing it - i'll put a new song here whenever the mood strikes.
cut me
when i'm weary
and so worn out
ooh, when my mind's clouded and
filled with doubt
that's when i feel
the most alive
masochistic kisses
are how i thrive
a stiffness
(in) side my neck
(and) bangin' my head
(a) gainst the desk
(woah) if there's no pain
(is) there any progress
that's when i feel
the most alive
endurance
is the source of my pride
might not be healthy for me but seemingly i need
what cuts me, cuts me, cuts me, cut me, cut me, cut me
guess i'm a true immigrant son
no vacancies, no vacations
sure, i could do better than this
but i don't, i won't, i don't
might not be healthy for me but seemingly i need
what cuts me, cuts me, cuts me, cut me, cut me, cut me
hurt me, hurt me
wait what was that last one
let's go back to the previous song