Number_6
beer, I want beer
So I was at the gym yesterday at an unusual time--around 1:30 or 2:00.
All of the televisions sets were tuned to one soap opera or another. Something called Passions popped up on NBC, and the lyrics to the theme song showed up in the closed captioning:
I would hold the hand of the one who could lead me places
And kiss the lips of the one who could sing so sweet
And I would fly on the wings
Of the bird I knew could take me higher
Breathe in, breathe out you keep me alive
You are the fire burning inside of me. You are my passion for life.
You know someone got paid to write this shit. Maybe it's not as pathetic when you're only hearing it, instead of reading the lyrics.
All of the televisions sets were tuned to one soap opera or another. Something called Passions popped up on NBC, and the lyrics to the theme song showed up in the closed captioning:
I would hold the hand of the one who could lead me places
And kiss the lips of the one who could sing so sweet
And I would fly on the wings
Of the bird I knew could take me higher
Breathe in, breathe out you keep me alive
You are the fire burning inside of me. You are my passion for life.
You know someone got paid to write this shit. Maybe it's not as pathetic when you're only hearing it, instead of reading the lyrics.