fredag 16 september 2011

Let go, your'e killing me.

My drinking is killing me, My smoking is killing me, My diet's killing me, My heels are killing me, My shopping's killing me, My ego is killing me, Can't sleep, it's killing me, My label's killing me.

My phone is killing me, My email is killing me, These hours are killing me, My tour is killing me, This flight is killing me, My manager's killing me, My mother's killing me, My landlord's killing me.

My boss is killing me, The TV is killing me, Your nagging is killing me, My boyfriend is killing me, My talking's killing me. Can't sleep, it's killing me, My dreams are killing me, The TV is killing me, My talking's killing me.

Let go, you're killing me. Ease up, you're killing me. Calm down, you're killing me. My god, you're killing me.

My head is killing me, My mind is killing me, My back is killing me, My neck is killing me, Your nagging is killing me, My gut is killing me, My PMS is killing me, My email is killing me. This flight is killing me. 


- Som Robyn sa.

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