(to radiohead's "idiotecque) Music standing here all alone on an island who's going down what's going around think i'll go first into the town think i'll go first here i am again been here before sitting here on the dock waiting for everyone to come sitting here feeling like(you are a bum) sitting here feeling like music lost my soul on my way to the bank paying for it right here and i should not have to sit and lie should not have to sit and from here... (music fades out)Birth sign: Aries
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