What are you lookin at?

It's a motherfucker
Being here without you
Thinking 'bout the good times
Thinking 'bout the bad
And I won't ever be the same

It's a motherfucker
Getting through a Sunday
Talking to the walls
Just me again
But I won't ever be the same
I won't ever be the same

It's a motherfucker
How much I understand
The feeling that you need someone
To take you by the hand
And you won't ever be the same
You won't ever be the same

Eels "It's a Motherfucker"

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So here I sit in canmore alberta when I should be in england for a funeral. My grandmonther passed away this morning and I had to put the HAHA shoes on and dance. You know what sucks worse then that..having a crowd not really into it.

It is a cliche but so is my act sometimes. Death is final. Chapters open, some close and some you wish were never written.

When I told that crowd to go fuck itself I meant it nana.