Novocaine for the Soul

Life is hard and so am I
You better give me something
So I dont die
Novocaine for the soul
Before I sputter out

Y'know how whenever you have a localized anesthetic , you prod the area to see if it is really not going to hurt?

Life is white and I am black
Jesus and his lawyer
Are coming back
Oh my darling will you be here
Before I sputter out

You'll go in for dental work or whatever, and you'll press the tips of your fingers against your gumline, trying to determine whether the pain is gone, and all you discover is that you can't actually tell if you're pressing at all, except for the resistance in your fingertips.

Guess who's living here
With the great undead
This paint by numbers life is fucking with my head
Once again

I feel that way about my emotions right now. I did a good job shutting them down, and now some people have come along and are probably testing them, only I can't tell if I should be feeling anything or not, because I lost all the feedback along with all the vulnerability.

Life is good and I feel great . . .

What's funny, in a sick sort of way, is that I can't tell whether I like it or not.

Novovaine for the soul
You better give me something
To fill the hole
Before I sputter out

the Eels - Novocaine for the Soul

Saturday, August 26, 2006