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"Disease" 2002-11-26 - 8:12 p.m. older - previous - next - profile - host - my band - my lj well, saw the specialist today apparently I'm a textbook case of irritable bowel syndrome and there's no cure ladies and gentlemen apparently I have to take fiber pills and other medications; but I'll never be 100% healthy fucking great and on top of that my family is taking a road trip up to the grand canyon over the holiday it was pretty understood that I wasn't going but my dad has other plans he wants me to go I'm not; but I don't relish the thought of fighting with him and it'll be a fight I wanna die this sucks Sweet Dreams true believers Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed In the House of Ill Repute Is this the way I spend my days In recovery of a fatal disease? Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... On a cloud of pink has to grey And I'm alone again, yeah Someone to hold against my own Alone, untouched is what I crave Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed In the House of Ill Repute Is this the place I search for love When my need is within me, a gift from above? Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... -Artificial Red Mad Season � � |