Wednesday, February 15, 2006




"Tick, tock...
Tick
Tick
Tick
Tick
Tick, Tock..."
(Placebo - "Without You I'm Nothing")

"The passing of time and all of its sickening crimes makes me sad again.
(...)
The passing of time leaves empty lives waiting to be filled.
(...)
You are sleeping. You do not want to believe.
You are sleeping. You do not want to believe.
You are sleeping. You do not want to believe.
You are sleeping..."
(The Smiths - "Rubber Ring")


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