People are making me sick on this early Sunday afternoon. ----- I need something better, something different. ----- I will always know what everyone is thinking. ----- You don't know what I mean. ----- Write off lines that don't make any sense -Nirvana (On a Plain) ----- And I've got this friend, you see Who makes me feel and I wanted more than I could steal I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield I'll go out of my way to prove I still Smell her on you -Nirvana (Lounge Act) ----- Different things mean different things to different people and in the end it all results in violence. ----- I just figured I have a very strong fear of speaking in front of large groups of people (any presentation where the focus is solely on me). I think this is a bad thing. ----- I was going to play guitar real loud but wrote instead and lost all will. ----- (People are still making me sick.) ===== mortuary

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