The Small Print

take, take all you need

and i'll compensate your greed with broken hearts

sell, and i'll sell your memories for fifteen pounds per year

but just the good days

hope, i hope you've seen the light, cus no one really cares

they're just pretending

sell, i'll sell your memories for fifteen pounds per year

but you can keep the bad days

say, i'll make you insane

and i'm bending the truth

you're to blame for all the love you lose and

you watch this space

im going all the way

and be my slave to the grave

i'm a priest god never paid

saturday was ok. celebrated the church's 57th anniversary. thats old... nothing much after that. was pretty tired the whole day. soccer sucked. i played crappy(as usual?). totally not looking forward to this week. classes can be so painstakingly boring. few more months! argh.

ciao!