Tuesday, December 01, 2009 . 7:59 PM
Warning Sign
One thing I hate about reading other people's blogs is that somehow for some reason you always think that they're talking about you. Then you find ways that the post can fit in context of the interactions that you've had with the person. Then you realize that it actually makes sense.
Then you think: "Since when have I been something like a priority in this person's life" or something along those lines. If it's a good post, then *CRASH*. If it's a bad one, then you can't help but wonder.
This is almost like a delusion of reference. I'm psychotic.
"Warning Sign" by Coldplay
A warning sign
I missed the good part then I realized
I started looking and the bubble burst
I started looking for excuses
Come on in
I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so
A warning sign
You came back to haunt me and I realized
That you were an island and I passed you by
And you were an island to discover
Come on in
I've gotta tell you what state I'm in
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so
And I'm tired
I should not have let you go
Oh
So I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms
And I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...
A warning sign
I missed the good part then I realized
I started looking and the bubble burst
I started looking for excuses
Come on in
I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so
A warning sign
You came back to haunt me and I realized
That you were an island and I passed you by
And you were an island to discover
Come on in
I've gotta tell you what state I'm in
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones
That I started looking for a warning sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so
And I'm tired
I should not have let you go
Oh
So I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms
And I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...
"You'll Never Walk Alone"
Archangel
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