stuff 05-15-02   i can't feel anything anything i can't feel anything feel anything i can't feel anything anything but the wheeze in my chest     love is like cranberry juice so sweet in the drinkin give a minute, you're thinking "what did i do that for?"   gloves have never fit so loose but the red light is blinking and the camera's clinking so throw a punch and throw one more   love is a metaphor for everything i never had to lose and love is a metaphor for every kind of bittersweet juice   by forthelove