GIRLS ARE ALL THE SAME

Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood. Something in my veins, bloodier than blood.

Every little thing is gonna tear you apart.

Holidaze

What's up blog, listen, I put a few songs on myspace, one from This Gun and the closing track from Autumn Rose. That was good to do. Anyway, the holidays are fast approaching, and I have nothing really finished for City is Dark, or Gladys Love (Torch Songs & the Charred Remains).

love, Matt

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So, I can't use blogger at work anymore, so I've been reduced to blogging at purevolume.com/davidrelliott. Keep in mind that it still seems like I'm working on Don't Panic.