that just made my day.
TTYNKAM (TYPDCAA)
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happening fish
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sometimes priorities change.Mechanical Thought wrote:i just read this:
Sept. 13, 2001 - "The most important thing is for us to find Osama bin Laden. It is our number one priority and we will not rest until we find him" - George W Bush
March 13, 2002 - "I don't know where he is. I have no idea and I really don't care. It's not that important. It's not our priority." - George W Bush
... that bugs me ...
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
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happening fish
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his kid(s) got shot up in a gun fight with Marines. 
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
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superboots
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Sufjan Stevens
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This is getting over you you you (I'm tired of getting over you) This is getting over you (whooooaaaaaaah) This is getting over yoooooouuuuu
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Sufjan Stevens
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And we just stand there naked in your bedroom all alone, it's kinda funny how something so soothing gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.
Or if you prefer the live version better
And you just lay there murdered in your office all alone, kinda funny how something so soothing gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.
Or if you prefer the live version better
And you just lay there murdered in your office all alone, kinda funny how something so soothing gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Sufjan Stevens
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That makes more sense actually. Thanks for kicking me in the balls on my ALK3-ology.
I'm tired of sleeping with myself, and I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help, and I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you, maybe my friend Jeffy will tell me what to do.
I'm tired of sleeping with myself, and I'm tired, all these drinks and drugs no longer help, and I'm tired of lying about not thinking of you, maybe my friend Jeffy will tell me what to do.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Sufjan Stevens
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I can't believe my heart's still pounding, I do believe how close I came, and meanwhile heaven's falling, fallen angels float away.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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Bananababy
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i'm a proud supporter of a pants-less Alan.
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
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Bananababy
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