I wake up every morning with a song stuck in my head. And now it's stuck in yours.
Showing posts with label Pulp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pulp. Show all posts
The Fear
This is the sound of someone losing the plot/
making out that they're okay when they're not.
I had a particularly disturbing dream last night: I was dying, and tortured by the realization that my consciousness would not cease upon death. I would be damned for eternity with my own burdened thoughts.
There couldn't be a more apt song in my head upon waking.
Artist: Pulp
Year: 1998
Rating: Hot!
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