lørdag, august 27, 2005

Dog new tricks

I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important and make it seem profound

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didn't say what I meant to say

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies, everyone cheats
Not like you've done

Dog new tricks
Nothing you've learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Dog new tricks
Nothing you've learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn


Min absolut favorit "dårligt humør"-sang: Garbage's Dog New Tricks, sangen jeg altid sætter på, når jeg lige skal have aggressionerne ud. Af en eller anden grund er et af versene som regel egnet til at beskrive grunden til den dårlige dag (i dag er det 1. vers).

Det gode ved at have en rigtig dårlig dag er, at dagen efter umuligt kan blive værre. Det er sikkert også meget sundt en gang imellem... I de sidste mange uger har alle dage fulgt mønstret god, bedre, bedst. Måske meget godt at blive hevet ud af den lille lyserøde sky og ned på Jorden for en kort bemærkning.

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