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I hate my brain...

... It never turns off when I want it to. 3AM with the past staring me in the face and the future receding into the distance.
Another sleepless night...

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
All I can breathe is your life
Sooner or later, it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

Cocaine... Runnin' all 'round my brain...

Sittin' here thinking 'bout back when
Everybody I knew, was my best friend
cocaine, running all round my brain

It was you take Sally, and I'll take Sue
and if you let me see your coke, I'll take Sally too
cocaine, running all round my brain
Uh-hu mama, ain't it strange
How a mind can turn, and a life can change
Cocaine, runnin' all round my brain

There was damage to the body
Damage to the soul
Damage to the quality of the Rock n' Roll
And the years spent stumbling around
half knowing something that something was wrong

And it don't help now, but you can look back and see
how some of us damaged are creativity
And there are good friends of mine that are dead and gone

uhhuh, mmmhmmm, cocaine

Now I ain't saying, it wasn't fun at the time
Staying up for days on end, crazed out of my mind
Waking up in strange places
feeling like the army had marched across my tongue

And look at me now, sharp as a tack
Except for a few billion brain cells
I wouldn't mind having back

Now you take Nancy, and I'll take Ron
No telling what kinds of drugs those two are on
Inner city ghetto children, going down slow
Ron and Nancy wanna tell them
you can Just Say No
Then they cancel the school lunch program,
buy a few more tanks
Uh huh, come here quick
The hypocrisy, bout to make me sick

Well ya finally get so tired, of walking around
looking and feeling like shit
You decide Today is the day is the day I quit
Till a little later in the evening
You start thinking about...Whatcha gonna do?

But I wouldn't have been a user, even one more day
If you could have shown me how I was helping
turn a profit for the CIA
Cocaine, runnin' all round my brain


KT Tunstall - A/K/A "The chick that sings that 'Black Horse' song".

Apparently she does her own backing tracks. That's cool.
Apparently she records and runs them LIVE while she's singing. That's FUCKING AWESOME.

Also, she has an incredible voice.

Just rambling... I'm done now. Go away.

Fighting for control...

Sometimes we find inspiration in the oddest music. Spoken words on the subject of war and warriors.

Warrior - Steve Earle

This is the best time of the day -- the dawn, the final cleansing breath unsullied yet by acrid fume or death’s cacophony the rank refuse of unchained ambition.
And pray, deny me not but know me now, your faithful retainer stands resolute to serve his liege lord without recompense, perchance to fall and perish namelessly.
No flag-draped bier or muffled drum to set the cadence for a final dress parade.

But it was not always thus—remember?
Once you worshipped me and named me a god in many tongues and made offering lest I exact too terrible a tribute .

[ Interlude ]

Take heed for I am weary, ancient and decrepit now and my time grows short:
There are no honorable frays to join only mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs or horror unleashed from across oceans.

Assail me not with noble policy for I care not at all for platitude and surrender such tedious detail to greater minds than mine and nimbler tongues singular in their purpose and resolve and presuming to speak for everyman .

[ Interlude ]

Oh, for another time, a distant field, and there a mortal warrior’s lonely grave;
But duty charges me remain until the end: the last battle of the last war .

Until that ‘morrow render unto me that which is mine my stipend well deserved -- The fairest flower of your progeny your sons, your daughters, your hopes and your dreams, the cruel consequence of your conceit