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12.05.2002 Saturday night @ 1:00 a.m.
*Much to say, little to express*

I had so many things to say on Friday evening but now everything's best left unsaid.

. . .

It barks at no-one else but me

Like it's seen a ghost.


I guess it's seen the sparks a-flowin,

No-one else would know.


Hey man slowdown slowdown.

Idiot slowdown slowdown.


Sometimes I get over charged

That's when you see sparks.


They ask me where the hell I'm going??

At 1000 feet per second.


Hey man slowdown slowdown.

Idiot slowdown slowdown.


Hey man slowdown slowdown.

Idiot slowdown slowdown.


(Yorke, Greenwood, Selway, O'Brien, Greenwood)

. . .

What do you think of that song? They pretty much sum up how much I'm feeling right now.

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