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I'm filling with cement
I'm bursting, but I'm stuck
I'm trying to digest
But it's rough
With all this useless skin
You'd think I'd cover up the holes that let it in
I'm filling with cement
But with all my holes
I couldn't be more whole filled with stone
I couldn't be stonger
Light conscience - but heavier
Standing alone
supported by 11 fans who also own “Steve Austin Theme Wrestling”
Folk-Punk?! What! Used to love them to the point where I embraced Markwell's self-destructiveness, self-pity, contempt towards her friends, and delusions of grandeur. Do you know why? she had the soul, genius, emotional whimsy and dare to meet us in a world where getting a dog tattoo is "too ambitious," James Joyce is an insult, and whoever says "no" to romantic advances gets crushed in the end. Let's just say, she has more bones to pick with the males than any other artist I'm aware of. OQ