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neurological dryer lint

dirty deeds... and the dunderchief

 

gabba gabba hey

oh yeah. i forgot to mention this. listening to ethel 47 earlier... and i heard a ramones song i'd never heard before. and it almost moved me to tears. maybe it was the mood i was in, maybe it was the minor key, maybe just thinking of the lyrics and how they resonated with feelings i've had. it's called poison heart. enjoy.


no one ever thought this one would survive
helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
lock you in a dream, never let you go,
never let you laugh or smile, not you

i just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart

making friends with a homeless torn up man,
he just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up
there's danger on every corner but I'm okay,
walking down the street trying to forget yesterday

i just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart

you know that life really takes its toll
and a poet's gut reaction is to search his very soul
so much confusion before my eyes,
but nothing seems to faze me and this one still survives

i just want to walk right out of this world,
cause everybody has a poison heart

 

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