Monday, April 19, 2010

I could save you, baby, but it isn't worth my time.

Good morning, killer-king, you're a star!

That's gorgeous, hold it right where you are.
The weather's kind of lousy today...
so what, oh what, oh what'll we play?

It's so simple the way they fall, no cry, no whimper, no sound at all.

So what's the use of going outside?

It's so depressing when people die in real life.

It's a hit, but are you actually sure?

The targets in the crowd are a blur.

The people are screaming just like they should...but you don't even know if you're good.


-Amanda Palmer

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