The National - Green Gloves
Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they’re staying glued together,
I have arms for them.
Take another sip of them,
it floats around and takes me over
like a little drop of ink in a glass of water
Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.
Cinderella through the room
I glide and swan cause I’m the best slow dancer
in the universe
Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they’re staying glued together,
I have arms for them.
Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.
Now I hardly know them
and I’ll take my time
I’ll carry them over, and I’ll make them mine.
Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.
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Post binge. Actually just a refusal to work. Mmm great song by the national. My car radio got fixed and I listened to the radio for the first time and heard Evanescence's My Immortal. God that songs legendary old school. I used listen to that band a lot back in gymnasium. Freaky shit dude.
Just got scooped last Friday by some "real" scientists from maryland. Very disappointing. :*( I'm a very passive person and my boss emailed me saying, "Being passive is a clear sign of a second rate mind." AH, fail!
On a lighter note, ice won sectionals this past weekend. Frisbee...the bane of my existence. Regionals in two weekends. Goddamit, I got stalled during the fish point after being left out to dry on the low side on our goal line. On Saturday, good confident coppa was on the field, running dominator and tearing shit up. I only had 2 turns while touching the disc a lot for the doffense (one was the damn stall where hyzer ditched me and left me without my gravy). On Sunday, scared, "save me nero!", "get a D and turn it over right away!", "'wheres your head? are you ok?'asks stuart" Coppa was present. I turned 50% of the touches i got, which was sadly like 5 out of only like 10 touches. My defense was fine, but goddamn offense was terrible. What a difference confidence and distractions can make!
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