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Black Rose Immortal
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I dragged this lake looking for corpses
Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards
Pieces of planes and black box recorders
Don't lie (don't lie)
And I've been preoccupied with these sick, sick senses
That sense DNA on barbed wire fences
Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect
That has no alibi
New Year's Eve was as boring as heaven
I watched flies fuck on channel 11
There was no one to kiss, there was nothing to drink
Except some old rotten milk someone left in the sink
And there's no ring, there's no ring on the phone anymore
There's no reason to call I passed out on the floor
Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry
But at the right place at the right time
I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine
I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit
For anyone but me
At the right place at the right time
It will have been worth it to stand in line
And you won't have to stop
Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me
Your private eye
I dragged this lake looking for corpses
Dusted for prints, pried up the floorboards
Pieces of planes and black box recorders
Don't lie (don't lie)
And I've been preoccupied with these sick, sick senses
That sense DNA on barbed wire fences
Maybe someday I'll find me a suspect
That has no alibi
But at the right place at the right time
I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine
And I won't have to quit doing fucked up shit
For anyone but me
And at the right place at the right time
It will have been worth it to stand in line
And you won't have to stop
Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me
Your private eye
Your private eye
But at the right place at the right time
I'll be dead wrong and you'll be just fine
You won't have to quit doing fucked up shit
For anyone but me
And at the right place at the right time
It will have been worth it to stand in line
And you won't have to stop
Saying "I love cops" for anyone but me
Your private eye
-Private Eye by Alkaline Trio
last modified Jun 14, 2006 at 1:46
People make up their minds about people regardless of what they're actually like. For good and bad.
What's this? I'm updating this thing and it hasn't even been a month yet? I'm not sad right now? It's 5 in the morning and I'm still wide awake?
Will the wonders never cease?
I actually look forward to work sometimes. That scares the hell out of me. It's not like it's fun or anything. I barely talk to anyone, and I'm on my feet in an extremely hot place (especially now that it's practically summer) the majority of the time, and I usually haven't eaten anything before or during my shift. In fact, it's not that fun at all. Everytime I always look forward to the time I'm finished and can spend it alone or with Ally. Still, I guess what I look forward to is the fact that I'm no longer ignorant in most aspects of the job, and can actually pull my weight. It's a good feeling.
Not one I'm used to.
Maybe I should stop trying to be perfect, because I don't know what that is.
In other news, I wish Lavar Arrington would sign with the Giants already, but he wants way too much money. No biggie. We're still favoured to win the NFC East this year, whoo.
New computer today, woo.
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