Somewhat Damaged

Erika. 20. 2nd year student at UChicago. Your resident skeptic, market anarchist, (mediocre) guitarist, and (possibly) aspiring biologist. My mental stability is questionable at best, but I'm working on it.

This blog serves mostly as an outlet for the detritus I have floating in my head, my hard drive, and this series of tubes we call teh interwebz. Although it's mostly just a spectacular means of procrastination.

Talk to me. I'm mostly harmless.
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The Kills

—No Wow

“No Wow” - No Wow (2005) - The Kills

You’re gonna have to step over my dead body
Before you walk out that door
You charmed me with your magic
Landed looking tragic
“Forever” is the feather you ain’t got no more

And all the people you see coming by to save you
You’re make-believing-on in your mind
Your eyes are holy rollin’, looking, beating, knocking
The ceiling gets closer to you all the time

This ain’t no wow now
They all been put down
Who ain’t dead yet, fled to die closer to the shore
This ain’t no wow no more

There ain’t no wow now