*sigh*

incredulously hot again.. when asked why i kept walking away, all i could think of was “cause i do..” dunno. a mass of dunno’s apart from the answer to the “so what are you doing this afternoon?” question – a christmas party, with Myles. and i’ve got Placebo stuck in my head and my heart.

Slave To The Wage

Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom and wave
Your worries, and cares, goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot of guts, a little vision to wave
Your worries, and cares goodbye

It’s a maze for rats to try
It’s a maze for rats to try
It’s a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
It’s a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die

Sick and tired of Maggie’s farm
She’s a bitch, with broken arms to wave
Your worries, and cares, goodbye

It’s a maze for rats to try
It’s a maze for rats to try
It’s a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
It’s a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
A race for rats to die
A race for rats to die
Burn away
Run away (repeat)