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Aww...I hope you feel better soon, Shaz...

o.O

*crawls down your pants and cuddles* mew? *looks at innocently* O.O*pets teh Knitterz* If you feel you must.

Thanks Mara. xP I wanted to go to school today to; we were going to view all the videos from our latest project (Silent Movie). x_x

Medication

don't need an education
I learnt all I need from you
They've got me on some medication
My point of balance was askew
It keeps my temperature from rising
My blood is pumping through my veins
Chorus:
Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
Nobody gives a damn about me or anybody else
I wear myself out in the morning
You're asleep when I get home
Please don't call me self defending
You know it cuts me to the bone
And it's really not surprising

I hold a force I can't contain
Chorus
And still you call me co-dependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me
And still you call me co-dependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me
Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
I've got to make a point these days
To extricate myself
Chorus
And still you call me co-dependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me
And still you call me co-dependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me (3x)

*pets teh Knitterz* If you feel you must.

Thanks Mara. xP I wanted to go to school today to; we were going to view all the videos from our latest project (Silent Movie). x_x *crawls back up into your shirt and purrs* heart

Heart ^_^ whee *plays wiff djoor nipples* MEW! <3

So you finally got what you wanted
You've achieved your aim by making the walking lame
And when you just can't get any higher
You use your senses to suss out this week's climber
And the small fame that you've acquired
Has brought you into cult status
But to me you're still a collector

There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind because you want their minds
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no brain
It's just that face on your pillowcase that thrills you

And you've started looking much older
And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume
But to you in your own little dream world
You're still the queen of the butterfly collectors

You carry on 'cause it's all you know
You can't light a fire, you can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your head

But you surely must know the thrill between your legs has worn off

And I don't care about morals
Because the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway
And I don't feel any sorrow
Towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors

There's tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different kind 'cause you want their minds
And you just don't care 'cause you've got no brains
It's just a face on your pillowcase that thrills you

You carry on because it's all you know
You can't light a fire, you can't cook or sew
You get from day to day be filling your head
But you surely must know the thrill between your legs has worn off

And I don't feel any sorrow towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors

i gets a what?