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| Current music: | Taal- The Beat of Passion |
Well, Well, Well
Do you think you love me... Ooo we!
I think I love you!
I'm sleeping
And right in the middle of a good dream
Then all at once I wake up
From something that keeps knocking at my brain
Before I go insane
I hold my pillow to my head
And spring up in my bed
Screaming out the words I dread ....
"I think I love you!" (I think I love you)
This morning, I woke up with this feeling
I didn't know how to deal with
And so I just decided to myself
I'd hide it to myself
And never talk about it
And did not go and shout it
When you walked into the room .....
"I think I love you!" (I think I love you)
I think I love you
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I've never felt this way
Believe me
You really don't have to worry
I only want to make you happy
And if you say
Hey, go away, I will
But I think better still
I'd better stay around and love you
Do you think I have a case?
Let me ask you to your face
Do you think you love me?
I think I love you
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I've never felt this way
I don't know what I'm up against
I don't know what it's all about
I've go so much to think about
Hey!I think I love you!
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I've never felt this way
I think I love you!
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say
I've never felt this way
Ok enough with the sappy lyrics, now it is time to attend to business - to discuss the true matters that need to be adressed in my tumultuous life..........well there are other adjectives that could be assigned to describe my current condition......but let us move on
So every morning when I rise from my somnolent state, I expect to see the same dumbass mother fuckers I see everyday and do the same dumbass mother fucking tasks I am obligated to do. I only know what to expect of myself as an individual but not of the greater world. As each day nears, arrives, and passes I grow increasingly cynical of the blatant nature of my surroundings. I embrace my ability to surmont my misery but not my fatigue and genially interact with those in my presence. So the time of the escape is approaching...............steadily approaching and I can't be more enthusiaistic. The arduous and euphoric task of releasing myself from the shackles of my customary life will prove to be an exhilarating experience. The time is soon..............
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