. . . skin both my knees.
. . . stain my new shirt.
. . . sip Lysol from a cup, so clean it hurts.
. . . fold the map improperly.
. . . not turn the wipers on when rain starts to fall.
. . . smoke every cigarette that's ever been made.
. . . make the rules up as I go so noone can play.
. . . block out the moonlight, and turn off the sun.
. . . break something beautiful.
These are all lyrics taken from a Clem Snide song titled 'Something Beautiful.' Sadly enough, I can relate to them all.
1 comment:
I was going to say you should make a song out of it...I thought you wree making them up. :)
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