I felt it. I felt
I felt it. I felt my heart beating. I'm alive... no one can tell me otherwise.
"Ana's Song" - Silverchair
Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Imagine pageant
In my head the flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears
Corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you.
Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Imagine pageant
In my head the flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears
Corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you.
Do you see how I am always right?
Except for that one time that I wasn’t even close. The time that doesn’t count.
It was your hat wasn’t it?
no, you are not right… yet… but i’m going to give you benefit of the doubt that someday you might be… someday
Okay but would you please take a picture with the hat when you get home because I was right about the hat.
of course… one pimp hat coming right up
uh… I mean… Big Daddy Hat
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