number nine... number nine... number nine...
Speaking of stuck song lyrics, some songs are just so apt. Bad hair day? Nine Inch Nails' Piggy: "Nothing's turning out the way I planned..." Trent Reznor is quite the master at repressed angst.
Whereas I pride myself more on melodrama. And not saying what I mean.
Whereas I pride myself more on melodrama. And not saying what I mean.
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