July 02, 2006

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splintered subjectivity
fragmented thought
shards of language
spikes of emotion
sounds and voices

channeling
brainwashing

cognitive deficits
lack of empathy

Everybody is in too many pieces
No man's land surrounds me
With no money we'll all go crazy (we apologize)


I don't feel
I don't feel
I don't feel


sealed inside a skin of sleep

"she never felt loved (and it seems likely that she was in fact not loved)"

drenched in sweat, tears, saliva

"Who do you have to blow to get laid in this town?"

so not gonna happen

Just got paid today, got me a pocket full of change

Need female punk / post-punk / noise guitar. No disrespect to the gentlemen.