Tuesday, June 15th, 2004 | 15:31
formatted to fit your televisioned brain

Drove my brother to his exam, bought new Matt Good and gave it a spin before studying for a few hours.
Or maybe it was.
She and I were standing in the middle of the floor before the opener, talking about who knows what,
It took me seconds to realise
I was caught so unaware
It worries me
That experience may be what she remembers me by.
Cut and paste, baby, it's contemporary.
Toe tappin' fantastic.
Worried myself a bit with ambition. Decided to fuck it and go for what's worth it.

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