Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I am a force to be reckoned with.

Has Anyone Seen My Wings? by The New Amsterdams

I'm a saint, I'm a bonified servant
an angel on a bar stool, anyone seen my wings?
I'm always losing the damn things.
I'm the glue, I'm a permanent fixture.
I'm an anchor in the concrete.
If I went to find my fate, the foundation would break.
Allies
I never had none, but that would be one to see, yeah.
I'm your fate, yeah, your looking in the future
There's a bitter old man who's under your skin,
but don't let him in.
Capsize
Did anyone catch me?
Nobody broke my fall.
yeah
I'm a saint on a mission from the head man.
You got a shoe start running boy leave him to us,
leave them in your dust.



I have a math final I have to study for (and no note card! ack!!!) and I've been freaked out, so I lack sleep, and Aunt Flo has come to town, and I'm generally in a very cranky and vicious mood. I am a force to be reckoned with.

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