Madcap (zimdanen) wrote,
Madcap
zimdanen

A whole jumble of things.

Will there be roses on my grave?


Happy 'cause you smile,
But how much can you fake?

Ordinary's just not good enough today


WHENEVER Richard Cory went down town,
  We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
  Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
  And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
  "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich—yes, richer than a king,
  And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
  To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
  And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
  Went home and put a bullet through his head.


When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in your eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather,
In a beautiful world

I wish I was special
You're so very special


But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice,
When I'm not around


You're so very special,
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

Oh...Oh...
She's running out the door...
She's running
She's, run, run, run
Run....

Whatever makes you happy,
Whatever you want

You're so very special,
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here...


do what it takes to make it through the day
to be alright, not bad, just fine
for most of us most Of the time

i can still taste
your breath upon my face
she's everywhere

i've seen enough
i'll always be
some kind of wussypuff

I'm turning out the lights
i'm wound too tight
can't sleep
been on my knees
so long i can't find my feet
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