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I know that I am a monster. I know that I am a freak. I know that I look like a mutated Insecticon and have a face that is less than asthetically pleasing. I know that I am sick, twisted, sadistic, and a number of other less savory things. There is no need to point this out to me.

I also know I can't always control myself. And that I am completely unfamiliar with having to apologize... although I suppose I'll have to learn.

I also now have this damned tune STUCK in my head...


If I say I don't need anyone
I can say these things to you
'cause
I can turn on anyone
Just like I've turned on you
I've got a tongue like a razor
A sweet switchblade knife
And I can do you favors
But then you'll do whatever I like

Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen, oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene

I've seen everything imaginable
Pass before these eyes
I've had everything that's tangible
Honey you'd be surprised
I'm a sexual innuendo
In this burned out paradise
If you turn me on to anything
You better turn me on tonight

Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen, oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene

Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen, oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene

I see you standing
Standing on your own
It's such a lonely place for you
For you to be
If you need a shoulder
Or if you need a friend
I'll be here standing
Until the bitter end
No one needs the sorrow
No one needs the pain
I hate to see you
Walking out there
Out in the rain
So don't chastise me
Or think I, I mean you harm
Of those that take you
Leave you strung out
Much to far
Baby - yeah

Don't ever leave me
Say you'll always be there
All I ever wanted
Was for you
To know that I care

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Date: 2005-04-12 00:37 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ironbite.livejournal.com
*points and laughes at Rampage*

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Date: 2005-04-12 01:57 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] juju-hugs.livejournal.com
*HUG!s Rampage*

Aaaaw.... *blows nose loudly* That's so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!

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Date: 2005-04-12 21:04 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] longhaul.livejournal.com
S'probly has to do with the rhythm. When a song happens to have some sort of exact division or multiple of onna yer main system clocks, this sorta thing happens. S'really annoying.

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Date: 2005-04-12 23:39 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaci-celica.livejournal.com
Don't let whoever it was get to you too much- they got no right to go rubbing your face in it like that. I dunno what an Insecticon looks like because I ain't seen one yet, but it's not like it matters- I don't really like people who stick labels to others just because of how they look anyway. 'Sides, I don't think you're a freak. :)

QUOTE: "I am completely unfamiliar with having to apologize... although I suppose I'll have to learn."

'S okay. There's a first time for everything. :)

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Date: 2005-04-13 14:01 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skywarp.livejournal.com
But you are a freak (or would you prefer... Frankenstein?). But it's also my sadistic nature to state the obvious, and then laugh about it.

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Date: 2005-04-16 00:24 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magnetophone.livejournal.com
I've been told that getting songs stuck in your head is sometimes a side effect from spending time with Junkions, because some of them are open meme carriers (not in the LJ meme sense).

It would be interesting to figure out just how this process works, on the level of mind and programming. Would there be a way to dampen or enhance such things, I wonder.

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Date: 2005-04-16 20:20 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] apprentice-lurk.livejournal.com
*would hug Rampage, but doesn't want to crowd him and/or get her arm pulled off*

*settles for sitting next to him and quietly keeping him company* Life, huh?