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Ok so on the morning my best friend went to the airport with me on my quest, It was really nice not to be alone on it . Unfortunately we didn't got the right flight so we never got to see PLACEBO . witch is such a loss since I was really looking forward to my friend possessing his first placebo autographs.

 

Oh well on the way back to school even the cab stopped fue to a lack of fuel!!! it was not the best of days until we reached our art class, where we made some self portraits. then we got to hang out with some friends , and even got some beer at the end of all.

 

here is a collage of my self portrait I even pointed out my dermals, my love for music and PLACEBO, for colors and the window to my soul... my eyes, my dreams.....

 

Chinese masseuse, comes between us

talks in haikus, plastic venus.

Got a headrush, in her pocket

two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket

 

Hang on, hang on

to your IQ, to your ID

hang on, hang on

to your IQ, to your ID

 

I'm lonely

 

Every morning, my eyes will open wide

I gotta get high, before I go outside.

Roll another, for breakfast

burning clouds around, and in my solar plexus.

 

Hang on, hang on

to your IQ, to your ID

hang on, hang on

to your IQ, to your ID

 

I'm lonely

 

Legs eleven, makes me stay up late

two fat ladies on my back, and now it's 88.

I'm a fool, whose tool is small

it's so miniscule, it's no tool at all.

 

hang on, hang on

to your IQ, to your ID

hang on, hang on

I'm lonely

 

Oh.

Done