I'm coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doing just fine
Gotta gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
I just can’t look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
(Repeat)
ive me the song and I'll sing it like I mean it
Give me the words and I'll say them like I mean it
Cos you got my heart in a headlock
You stopped the blood and made my head soft
And god knows
You got me sewn
Nah nah nah etc.
Danny boy, don't be afraid, to shake that ass, and misbehave
Danny boy, I now you got time, but what are you waiting for,
Anyway the dust may just blow away, if you wait for a windy day
But you may find the chance has past you by;
I can't do the way
I can't do the talk
I can't be your friend
Unless I pretend
So give me the song and I'll sing it like I mean it
So give me the words and I'll say them like I mean it
Cos you got my heart in a headlock
You stopped the blood and made my head soft
And god knows
You got me sewn
Nah nah nah etc.
Danny boy, don't be a fool
Take upon to break the rule
Danny boy your lookin so low
You lookin like the dead grown old
Anyway the blues just may wash away, if you wait for a rainy day
But you may find, the chance had past you by
I can't do the way
I can't do the talk
I can't be your friend
Unless I pretend
So give me the song and I'll sing it like I mean it
So give me the words and I'll say them like I mean it
Cos you got my heart in a headlock
You stopped the blood and made my head soft
Cos you got my heart in a headlock
You stopped the blood and made my head soft
made my head soft
made my head soft
made my head soft
made my head soft
Yeah, yeah, yeah
oh Yeah, yeah, yeah etc.
In the year 9595, a race of deformed turkey was genetically developed by chicken scientists as revenge against his bird brother. These turkeys would exit the womb doused in gravy; gravy filled with the giblets...from a monkey. The French craved it and as a result, Turkey became the only food source for France...which is now called RoboFrance29. I was later killed by the chickens. So, of course, you can see why I'm angry at those chickens.
Is anyone here interested to live for the next century...witness 3000? Maybe in a few years (10 or 20) they discover a way to expand life under some treatment. Perhaps they already know but cannot handle world's reaction to it. Yes, this happens when the wrong is in charge. Do I sound insulting or pathetic...just skip.
Wuthering Heights, By Emily Bronte, is a novel about the darker side of humanity, and the brighter side of it. In this milestone I will be Comparing and Contrasting the two in the form of Hindly Earnshaw "Dark" and Edgar Linton "Light".
In this paragraph I will be giving you a brief bio about the two and contrasting them. First Hindly Earnshaw, son of Mr. Earnshaw, Husband of Francis Earnshaw, lived in Wuthering Heights all of his life. His father, “Hindly was naught, and would never thrive as where he wandered” didn’t treat him with much respect. (45) I see this as the starting point of his bad parenting. His father didn't like him much. And when his father brought home Heathcliff. That just made his despise the both of them. That was the next step. Not being shown much respect or admiration as a child or son must have edged him even closer to the dark side. The reason I believe he treated his son so horribly was the death of his wife. If you think about it, in Hindly's mind, the reason she died was because of his son's birth. Hareton Earnshaw was the cause of her death. I think thats what caused him to treat Hareton so horribly, " it is my darling wisht, dry thy eyes-there's a joy; kiss me. What! It won't? Kiss me, Hareton! Damn thee, kiss me. By God, as if I would rear such a monster! As sure as I'm living, I'll break the brat's neck" (76). Now lets Go to the Edgar. Edgar Linton, son of Mr. Linton, Husband of Catherine Linton. As Edgar was growing up his parents treated him nice. He was spoiled as a child. Quite the opposite of Hindly's childhood. His father cared for him. He cared for his daughter. Instead of threatening trying to kill his offspring he read to her. He let her explore their property. Catherine had the opposite of what Hareton had. It’s pretty obvious that Edgar had it better than Hindly. Same with their kids.
Comparing the two isn’t really hard to do. Both of them lived in nice houses, Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange were probably really nice houses if they really existed. Both of them lost their wives during childbirth. After that both of them get very depressed