I miss my Canadian wife and our good times back in August before she went back to med school.
You can’t kill something that’s already dead so leave my soul alone.
Don’t believe in fear
Don’t believe in faith
Don’t believe in anything
That you can’t break
Oh you can wait for what I can give
You know what I am, so you know how I live
Try to look proud, but you’re not in the slightest
It’s happening now and it’s always been like this
Are you some kind of medicine man?
Cut the demons out of my head
You can’t kill something that’s already dead
So leave my soul alone
I don’t need no surgery
Take those knives away from me
I just wanna die in my own body
A ghost just needs a home
Oh have you seen my ghost? Seen my ghost, seen my ghost?
Oh have you seen my ghost starin’ at the ground?
Oh have you seen my ghost? Seen my ghost, seen my ghost?
Oh have you seen my ghost? Sick of those goddamn clouds
This obviously needs to be the album cover to an Osheaga 2012 mix, but I’m not sure I have it in me to slam you with three playlists in a week.
I’ve been looking for a fight
All the trouble that I know
Trying to loose the world inside
But it’s got no place to go
Oh, I’m armed and dangerous at the whim of my command
I’ve been searching for an angle
For a cause I can defend
Oh take me home
Let me go all day
Just be here til I know
Til I know that the riot’s gone, the riot’s gone away
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness, too
So I stayed in the darkness with you
Easily in the top two weekends of my entire life.
Start up with the bottle
End it up with the bottle
Taking shots, waiting for tomorrow
Trying to fill up, was hollow
You gonna know my name
You gonna know my name
Bright lights, big city going to my head
Bright lights, big city going to my head
Bright lights, big city going to my head
I don’t care no, no
Cause you don’t care
You fuck all your love away
Remember, I would do anything
Nothing to think or to do or say
And I can’t read your mind without you, babe
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shore
I can’t stop listening to Osheaga acts.
View from the stage during Garbage’s legendary set at Osheaga.
I was absolutely enthralled by Shirley Manson.


