From last night's wine, grand ma, tokwa't baboy and mangga with bagoong... to this afternoon's crappy mall trip (dang, haven't seen sooo many people in a crappy mall!), my head is still spinning. Baaad hangover!
Oh, well, this is on my mind... made me feel nostalgic of "the days".
Santeria
i don't practice santeria i aint got no crystal ball. i had a million dollars but i'd, i'd spend it all.
if i could find that heina and that sancho that she's found,
well i'd pop a cap in sancho and i'd slap her down.
what i really wanna know, my baby,
what i really want to say i can't define.
well it's love, that i need, oh , but my soul will have to,
wait till i get back and find heina of my own.
daddy's gonna love one and all.
i feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
and i got to live it up, oh , yea huh, well i swear that i.
what i really wanna know, baby,
what i really want to say i can't define.
that love make it go, my soul will have to...
what i really wanna say, my baby,
what i really wanna say is i've got mine.
and i'll make it, yes, i'm comin' up.
tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
daddy's got a new .45. and i won't think twice to stick
that barrel straight down sancho's throat.
believe me when i say that i got somethin for his punk ass.
what i really wanna know, my baby,
what i really wanna say is there's just one,
way back, and i'll make it, yea, but my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea
Can someone gimme
Alice in Chain's No Excuses
Christian Bale's The Machinist
and a pack of Reese's?!?
am s'pose to stay clean for a while.
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