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    Wednesday, August 13, 2008

    Deranged remix

    Try singing this to the melody of James Blunt's most ubiquitous and annoying song. While doing that imagine being a crazed psychopath like say, The Joker.

    No life is brilliant
    No life is pure
    I ain’t an angel
    Of that I’m sure
    She glared at me on the subway
    I thought she was a fat hen
    But I won’t lose sleep on that
    ‘Cause I’ve got a plan

    You’re pitiful, you’re pitiful
    You’re pitiful, it’s true
    I saw your face in a crowded place
    And I’m damn sure what to do
    ‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

    Yeah, I gouged out her eyes
    As we walked on by
    She could tell from my laughs that I was,
    Fuckin' high
    And I don’t think that she’ll see me again
    But we shared a moment that will last till her end

    You’re pitiful, you’re pitiful
    You’re pitiful, it’s true
    I saw your face in a crowded place
    And I’m damn sure what to do
    ‘Cause I’ll never be with you.
    You’re pitiful, you’re pitiful
    You’re pitiful, it’s true
    There must be an angel with some tears on her face
    When she thought up that I should be with you
    But it's time to face the truth
    I was never meant for you.


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