Your stomachs are weak [Edit]

Can’t handle the Paris sauce huh?

It’s okay, I don’t blame you, it’s taken me years of fine honing my taste of Kelly Clarkson and Hillary Duff before I could really get behind Paris and her seemingly effortless mastery of musical composure.

It’s some pretty intense, complicated, and emotional music. I usually listen to it when I want to really contemplate the inner workings of the human psyche, and the deep secrets of the universe.

Anyway, here’s a tasty treat that goes down like coffee flavored ice cream after you get your wisdom teeth pulled out.

 Dane and the Death machine – Telepathy and Awkward Silences

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"I communicate mostly through telepathy and awkward silences
I should change back to myself, I’ve been this way for far too long, and I’m afraid of getting stuck…
You run with the wolves, your meals are caught bleeding
You repent for nothing
Your fury is beautiful to me…"

[edit]

I guess I decided to type out all of the lyrics.

It feels like the entire thing is happening again.

Maybe it will be good to think about why I wrote them in the first place…

"You ran with the wind
a note in the chorus
a stroke in the painting
A spark of the fire is all it took…

A reckless abandonment, and endless sorrow
The guilt that is crushing me, I have seen men die from less.

Betrayed, you felt
So please come down…you aren’t that far gone yet…

I communicate mostly through telepathy and awkward silences
I should change back to myself, I’ve been this way for far too long and I’m afraid of getting stuck.
You run with the wolves
Your meals are caught bleeding
You repent for nothing
Your fury is beautiful to me…

You lay me down
So please come down…you aren’t that far gone yet…

You ran with the wind, gave breath to the fire
The seeds were all popping and spreading
But you didn’t seem to care…
You wore them in your blouse and in your hair for me

You cried out, ‘You aren’t that far gone yet…’ "