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viernes, diciembre 17, 2004


Music by: The Dust Brothers [This is your life]

...And you open the door and you step inside.
We're inside our hearts.
Now, imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light. That's right, it's your pain the pain itself is a ball of healing light.

i don't think so

This is your life
Good to the last drop
doesn't get any better than this

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

This isn't a seminar
This is no weekend retreat
Where you are now
You can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
It's only after you've lost everything that you are free to do anything
Nothing is static
Everything is evolving
Everything is falling apart

This is your life
It doesn't get any better than this
This is your life
And its ending one minute at a time

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world

You are not your bank account
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not the contents of your wallet
You are not your bowel cancer
You are not your grand latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khakis

You have to give up
You have to give up
You have to realise that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless.

I say let me be never complete
I say may I never be content
I say deliver me from Swedish furniture
I say deliver me from clever art
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve and let the chips fall where they may

This is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life
And its ending one minute at a time

You have to give up
You have to give up
(I want you to hit me as hard as you can)
Welcome to Fight Club
If this is your first night, you have to fight.




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