
there are some remedies worse than the disease | 2009-10-20
listening to explosions in the sky mogwai this will destroy you do make say think and can't sleep won't sleep not sleeping never sleeping again rolling around tossing and turning and turning and tossing in my fool head rolling around turning and tossing and tossing and turning in my lonely bed i welcome the delirium with open arms and bated breath and with my broken fingertips i'll trace out the empty outline of where you once slept....