Black Hole Days
August 27, 2005... You know how some days everything hurts, and you just want to crawl under a rock and die? Even though you can't put your finger on what it is exactly that is eating you? Or even if you can put your finger on what is eating you, and you know it isn't as bad as all that, but you feel like carp anyway? So you come home from work, eat most of a bag of Random, Deep-Fried Salt Snack and go to bed at 7:30?
No? Well, if you ever do find yourself in that situation, this song may help.
Isn't that amazing? Even ugly people with long, greasy hair and festering mutton chops write good songs every now and then.
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