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Jun 2014
So, I started listening to Johnny Cash,
And yes, it hurt, why do we feed our pain with music?
Why do we do that? It isn't enough to just feel pain,
We have to feeeeeed it,
Bit of Jeff Buckley, no Hallelujah moment for me though,
Just salt tears and - hello (is there anybody in there?)
I've found my way to Floyd,
I wish I was ******* numb,
I haven't been comfortable for a long, long time.
Welcome, Radiohead, because I need to know that I'm a creep,
I really need to wallow in my weirdness.
Hell, let's have some Smashing Pumpkins while we're at it,
I'm ready for some Billy Corgan angsty rants.
Yes I'm your zero, The world is a ******* vampire and
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
You tell 'em Billy, hey, let's move on to Nine Inch Nails
Because there's something I can never have
My whole existence is flawed.
Amanda In Scarlet
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Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
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