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Last week was the shittiest week in the existance of weeks that I have lived.
Which is a lot of weeks.
I have a feeling this week is going to be the same.
Youth Group tonight.
Kind of mixed feelings about that.
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Would you hug me?
9. Physically, what stands out?
10. Emotionally, what stands out?
11. Do you wish I was cooler?
12. How long have you known me?
13. Describe me in one word.
14. What was your first impression?
15. Do you still think that way about me now?
16. What do you think my weakness is?
17. Do you think I'll get married?
18. What reminds you of me?
19. How well do you know me?
20. When's the last time you saw me?
21. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
22. Do you think I could kill someone?
23. Do you miss me?
24. Do you think i miss you?
25. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?
This song is effing amazing.
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes }{ Modest Mouse
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Gonna hit you on the face gonna punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah hell has frozen over"
I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands
with the masses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're going down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm going to hit you on the face I'm going to punch you in your
glasses.
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust and our hair's all grey
And I just got a message that says "yeah, hell has frozen over"
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way?
We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you
in molasses. Right now!
[Break in music]
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
I ♥ Modest Mouse =)
Which is a lot of weeks.
I have a feeling this week is going to be the same.
Youth Group tonight.
Kind of mixed feelings about that.
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Would you hug me?
9. Physically, what stands out?
10. Emotionally, what stands out?
11. Do you wish I was cooler?
12. How long have you known me?
13. Describe me in one word.
14. What was your first impression?
15. Do you still think that way about me now?
16. What do you think my weakness is?
17. Do you think I'll get married?
18. What reminds you of me?
19. How well do you know me?
20. When's the last time you saw me?
21. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
22. Do you think I could kill someone?
23. Do you miss me?
24. Do you think i miss you?
25. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?
This song is effing amazing.
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes }{ Modest Mouse
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Gonna hit you on the face gonna punch you in your
glasses. Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah hell has frozen over"
I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands
with the masses. Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're going down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm going to hit you on the face I'm going to punch you in your
glasses.
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust and our hair's all grey
And I just got a message that says "yeah, hell has frozen over"
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater. Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way?
We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you
in molasses. Right now!
[Break in music]
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
I ♥ Modest Mouse =)