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Music — Lilandra @ 2:12 pm
I just felt like posting this here, because I like the song and I was reading my list of things that I need and well…I started singing it.
I Need Love by Sam Phillips
i left my conscience like a crying child
locked the doors behind me put the pain on file
broken like a window i see my blindness now
i need love
not some sentimental prison
i need god
not the political church
i need fire
to melt the frozen sea inside me
i need love
driving into town tired and depressed
like a flare the streetlight bursts an s.o.s.
peace comes to my rescue and i don’t know what it means
i need love
What’s the deal with it?
Okay, ice has its uses…it makes water and coke cold…and you have ice cream too.
But still! God I do love you but WHY!!!!!!
I think it’s enough to send me crazy…unless it already has, unless I already was.
I mean it makes your shoes muddy. It makes the wheels in your suitcase in which you carry your laundry muddy and it thus gets mud and snow and ice onto your itsy studio floor and makes your studio dirtier than it was..
HELLO! I DON’T NEED IT!
I really need to graduate.
I need a laundromat in my apartment building.
I need money.
I need someone to cook and clean for me.
I need a car.
I need to be able to drive properly.
