Don’t you love it when…

… You’re talking to yourself in the car and a certain song comes up in conversation and the very next song on the random shuffle is that song? It’s as if the iPod said: “You want to hear that 4am version of Brian Molko’s voice? You got it babe. I like Placebo too.”

It was so much that I didn’t even care about the moron holding up traffic in the parking garage as she failed to reverse into a space three times.

I’ll be your water bathing you clean
The liquid peace
I’ll be your ether you’ll breathe me in
You won’t release
Well I’ve seen you suffer, I’ve seen you cry
The whole night through
So I’ll be your water bathing you clean
Liquid blue

I’ll be your father, I’ll be your mother,
I’ll be your lover, I’ll be yours

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