i have a nagging headache there is ringing in my ears i feel fat my face is too oily i'm too afraid to count my pimples i cant shit i've forgotten what it feels like to run the colour blue is strange to me now come crashing down come crashing down i miss your tapering fingers the clock struck twelve its time for me to go nowhere nohow on a zephyr i want an afro tweedledum tweedledoo i need cheap rhymes so blah blah boo spread kaya but dont spread sars haha whoo miss you want you want you miss you rainbow gangrene magnifico!

maybe i'm just going bad. that's it. someone keep me in a cool dry place

dumb-song-i-wanna-sing-in-the-middle-of-orchard-road-and-i-mean-orchard-ROAD :: will you still love me tomorrow :: the shirelles