Lyrics for a new song:
Your broken promises fell like flies,
Now I'm sitting here alone watching "Days of our Lives"
You know they say that soap operas are for the sad and unemployed.
But I work, yeah I earn my keep,
Selling my soul forty hours a week.
And I'm not really that sad, I'm just annoyed.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
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