muse_shuffle | January Disc One

Track 04. I don’t know why sometimes I get frightened,
You can see my eyes, can tell that I'm not lying
[‘I Got You’ – Split Enz]

Co-written with agentsullivan

[Follows THIS and THIS]

Ali’s hands were shaking as she poured a generous shot of vodka into the bottom of a coffee mug and downed it in one mouthful. That was all she was going to have but if she didn’t have something, she was going to end up stroking… or smacking James in the other side of his face. She set the bottle and the mug back down heavily on the coffee table and put both hands over her mouth to finally look back at James sitting across from her. She went to say something but there was so much she could say that when she tried, she hit a brick wall.

“Y-You look good,” Marc said weakly and glanced around the apartment with a small shiver. “You haven’t changed anything.”

( “I was busy pushing a six bound ball of flesh out of my vagina. I didn’t have time to look at paint samples.” Ali’s voice was hoarse and scratchy from all the crying... )

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