And another one bites the dust, but why can I not conquer love ?
...for like a freaking week !!!! Can someone please kill me ? Please....
Meh, Sia ain't that bad. There's worse, by far, these days. I've still got that Peter Gabrielle song in my head. Two days going on three now, ugh. Although, now I've read yours, think that one might be replacing it cuz now I've got--
Oh why can I not conquer love, it's hard to lose the chosen one//whistling tunes as we hide in the dunes by the seaside//but I've got think skin and an electric heart, but you're blade it might be too sharp//if looks could kill they probably will.
Bless you but I have tried everything, I even whipped out Charlie had a pigeon from primary school but nothing is cutting it. I'm doomed.
Nah, that won't work. If you really want to replace the song, you've got to find the most catchy nursery song you can remember. Oranges and Lemons always works for me, if I hate the song, so try that one. Or the Grand Old Duke of York, that's my back up.
Post by Maester Flagons on Mar 9, 2016 15:33:09 GMT
Sha la la la la la la la. Oh. Uh huh. I was down at the New Amsterdam starin' at this yellow-haired girl, Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamenco dancer. You know, she dances while his father plays. And so, she's suddenly beautiful. And we all want something beautiful. Man, I wish I was beautiful... So come dance the silence down through the mornin'.
Post by Some Pig No Doubt on Mar 19, 2016 3:44:31 GMT
So some say love is a burning thing That it makes a fiery ring All that I know love as a caging thing Just a killer come to call from some awful dream And all you folks, you come to see You just to stand there in the glass looking at me But my heart is wire, and my bones are steel And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free