2001-06-12 | angry fist, fighting song

i wrote this when i was having one of my angry moments of the day. i was in the kitchen and just started raging against the dishwashing machine. i think it's my moms weird, negative demeanor of late and concern for things that should be of little concern or none at all. so i wrote this. (some of the song ended up being about being pessimistic about my love. i still have this fear that she will not love me as much. watching pessimist of the century jeneane garafalo didn't help. some of the lyrics were plagerized from j.g.)

"Careless Blisters"

i don't remember you being this negative before/ negative creep/negative bore/chastize yourself/ because i'm tired of doing it(to myself)/i don't feel so good/i don't look so good/i'm not made of wood/stop trying to chop me down/if you weren't so picky/i'd feed you a knuckle sandwich/if you weren't so sticky/i'd ask you to vanish/things have been going well so far/i will find more ways for you to be unavailable for me/why does she care about stupid things?/have you forgotten what it's all about?/have you forgotten what "it" is?/when did you become this mean?/negative bitch/negative scene/chastize yourself/........./it's better we become friends now/in case you want to name me your stalker later/ when did magic become so normal?/when did funny people become so formal?/i want you to sleep in my shirt/i want you to make me not hurt/i want you to always flirt/i want you to pick me up from work and when i'm lying face down in the dirt/forget that shit/you've made me switch/.....i care but i don't/ i'll stare but i won't/i care about you more then them/but they still make me think bad things

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