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Cogs can think.

I'm a mere, tiny, insignificant cog in a whole clockwork of stupidity.
The little cog that wanted to break free, I am.

Sullen Girl



I just took a better look at the lyrics of "Sullen Girl" by Fiona Apple...

Sullen Girl

Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day -- and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel -- to take flight --

And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen girl
They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea
but he washed me shore and he took my pearl
And left and empty shell of me

And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion


One needs to know Fiona's past to understand this song thoroughly-- of course it's not that hard to find out that this song is about sexual harrasment-- but it gives me shivers once you remember that Fiona herself was raped when she was only 12 (!) years old...
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