We’re still fighting it


Song: Still Fighting It
Artist: Ben Folds
Album: Rockin’ The Suburbs

Good morning, Son.
I am a bird
Wearing a brown polyester shirt
You want a Coke?
Maybe some fries?
The roast beef combo’s only $9.95
It’s okay, you don’t have to pay
I’ve got all the change

Everybody knows
It hurts to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
And you’re so much like me
I’m sorry

Good morning, Son
In twenty years from now
Maybe we’ll both sit down and have a few beers
And I can tell you ’bout today
And how I picked you up and everything changed
It was pain
Sunny days and rain
I knew you’d feel the same things

Everybody knows
It sucks to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
You’ll try and try and one day you’ll fly
Away from me

Good morning, Son
I am a bird

It was pain
Sunny days and rain
I knew you’d feel the same things

Everybody knows
It hurts to grow up
And everybody does
It’s so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it
Oh, we’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting it

And you’re so much like me
I’m sorry



Is it bad to hate yourself? well, at least hate who you are in relation to everyone else on the planet… Colin wants to see me tomorrow… but how can I spend time with someone I can’t even talk to on the phone with? It feels like I’m locked in eternal limbo when he calls me….

maybe its not me I hate… maybe its just everyone else….

3 days until my birthday
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today


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Well, yet another waisted snowday…we hardly got any of that beautiful white powder…fooey I say… My dad is taking the computer everyday from 8-4…. that even means today so I couldnt’ get on to talk to anyone…. and I still got only a few things done… like clean my room and get everything pretty again, and went to the store and made my special Spicy orange pecans… and organized my music, I filled a huge 3inch ring binder all the way …

its a beautiful thing knowing where everything is…

I’ve been depressed a lot of the day for no reasion… I guess its because my dads home and it sucks…

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today


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Well, yet another waisted snowday…we hardly got any of that beautiful white powder…fooey I say… My dad is taking the computer everyday from 8-4…. that even means today so I couldnt’ get on to talk to anyone…. and I still got only a few things done… like clean my room and get everything pretty again, and went to the store and made my special Spicy orange pecans… and organized my music, I filled a huge 3inch ring binder all the way …

its a beautiful thing knowing where everything is…

I’ve been depressed a lot of the day for no reasion… I guess its because my dads home and it sucks…

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