Sunday, January 15, 2006

Racking my brain, going insane, again and again...

Kathy recently sent me this pic of us eating at the Chicopee Ski Chalet from our trip. Man, I'm salivating right now thinking about those juicy, juicy wings...mmmmmmmm. Looking at that pic makes me yearn for snowboarding also and wondering where the hell winter went. Though, I'm not complaining too much because the lack of snow and cold weather makes for better commuting to school.

I told myself, today was going to be the day.

No more excuses, cause I knew exactly what to say.

Was gonna make my play, but just like yesterday.

My mind erased, and I let the moment slip away.

Another night, got me sitting here all on my own .

Picking up the phone, but I can't get passed the dial tone.

Racking my brain, going insane, again and again,

I can't keep going this way.

Crushed by the sweetest lips I never kissed.

And your fingertips and the warmest touch that I've always missed.

Crushed by the softest hands I never held.

probably never tell,you're the strongest love that I’ve ever felt.

Crushed that I haven't ever let you know,how it always goes,

cause I lose my nerve whenever you get close.

And so I'm left,short-of-breath,with that heavy feeling in my chest.

Baby I'm so crushed.

So I tell myself, that tomorrow's gonna be the day.

And I keep on telling myself that I'm gonna find a way.

And I won't be afraid just like yesterday,

Won't walk away,

Never gonna let another chance slip away.

Cause I gotta know, whichever way it's gonna go.

Risk my heart and soul cause there can never be no more.

Racking my brain, going insane, again and again,

I won't keep going this way.

Crushed by the sweetest lips I never kissed.

And your fingertips and the warmest touchthat I've always missed.

Crushed by the softest hands I never held.

probably never tell,you're the strongest love that I’ve ever felt.

Crushed that I haven't ever let you know,

how it always goes, cause I lose my nerve whenever you get close.

And so I'm left,short-of-breath,with that heavy feeling in my chest.

Baby I'm so crushed.

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

I don’t know just what to do.

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

Ohh, I~

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

And so I'm left,short-of-breath, with that heavy feeling in my chest.

Baby I'm so crushed.

Crushed by the sweetest lips I never kissed.

And your fingertips and the warmest touchthat I've always missed.

Crushed by the softest hands I never held.

probably never tell,you're the strongest love that I’ve ever felt.

Crushed that I haven't ever let you know,how it always goes,

cause I lose my nerve whenever you get close.

And so I'm left,short-of-breath,with that heavy feeling in my chest.

Baby I'm so crushed.

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

(and I wanna stress that I always missed)

(Crushed)

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

(strongest love I ever felt)

(Crushed)

Crushing I'm so into you, don't know what i'm going to do.

Gotta find a way to you.

And so I'm left,short-of-breath, with that heavy feeling in my chest.

Baby I'm so (crushed)

..(Crushed)

- "Crushed" by Rosette

For some reason, I keep hearing this song on the radio at least 4 times a day, and I don't even turn on the radio all that much except in the morning when I'm getting ready for school or when I'm taking a shower. I'm not too annoyed by this song (yet) but it's as if the Radio Gods are trying to tell me something, as if they know me. This song is so goddam relatable, it's a little scary. I'm starting to think this song is some sort of omen. Yup, a prophetic sign from the Radio Gods.

Unless my friends are just calling in the radio stations to play this song to tell me something. Thanks, guys. I understand what I need to do. I'm just a big chickenshit, bear with me.

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