If Dean Lewis is to be believed, then everything will be all right. I heard it so on the nova waves transmitted nigh a month ago. But teetering on the edge, Venus instructed them to throw it back. I do not know what they are throwing… But it sounds bitter.
Hades, why is society like this now? Have they no appreciation for love in their hearts? I… I cannot watch. Please, Hades.
Send Cerberus for me. I have had enough of this… music. The songs are wrong… or… no… it is not true… I was the goddess of Spring! What have they said about me? Why did I ever ride the train this way, last September end?
Oh, voice of vengeance. Hear my call! Take me away and come take my place. Beam me aboard the rampion, the gravity on earth is far too heavy I feel I may break. The black swan is tired of dancing. It may be time to hand back the helm to the black canary.
We continue to fly on through the sky like a bunch of outer space cadets. But really it is the power of imagination. We can just as easily drive down desert highways, winding our way through the scenic mountains and valleys, the wind in our hair and our cares far beyond the distance.
Black Canary is providing the commentary as Wonder Woman works the wheels driving this HMS Valkyrie vehicle in knightmare mode. Sad swan is too timid to be a voice of vengeance. It’s the black horseman mode of karma-geddon. Silly cygnus. No time for soft C’s, need a hard C to kick this beastie boy into gear.
How about we super inflate my ego and play my favourite game of LET’S MAKE EVERYTHING ABOUT ME! And what do you know?! Look at the title of this song! I LOVE THIS SONG! AND I WEAR A LOT OF CARDIGANS IN THE COOLER MONTHS! It’s almost like the universe was made just for me.
Wouldn’t you agree? Hahaha! Get in loser, let’s go for a wild ride.
THE CARDIGANS – MY FAVOURITE GAME
I don’t know what you’re looking for, You haven’t found it baby that’s for sure / You rip me up and spread me all around, In the dust of the deed of time / And this is not a case of lust you see, It’s not a matter of you versus of me / It’s fine the way you want me on your own, But in the end it’s always me alone
And I’m losing my favourite game, You’re losing your mind again / I’m losing my baby, Losing my favourite game
I only know what I’ve been working for, Another you so I could love you more / I really thought that I could take you there, But my experiment is not getting us anywhere / I had a vision I could turn you right, A stupid mission and a lethal fight / I should have seen it when my hope was new, My heart is black and my body is blue
I’m losing my favourite game (losing my favourite game) / You’re losing your mind again (I’ve tried), I’ve tried but you’re still the same (I’ve tried) / I’m losing my baby, You’re losing a saviour and a saint
24 February 2019 11:11 am; Ow. That kinda hurt. Haha. Just kidding. We’re in a head-space ship/t, not a car. Bazinga.
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