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THIS NEW SONG FROM KASABIAN IS CALLED "DAYS ARE FORGOTTEN" AND AFTER YOU HEAR THIS SONG YOU WILL BE EXCITED WITH EXUBERANCE WITH THIS NEW STYLE OF MUSIC I BLESSED YOU WITH LOL 
THIS NEW MUSIC VIDEO WAS RELEASED SEPT. 09th, 2011...ENJOY!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBsQVP-Olmw
ah, ah, ah, ah
Hey son, I'm looking forward
You're leaning backwards of this I'm sure
Have you had enough? Are you feeling rough?
Does your skull hurt? Well if it's warm
Cause I am taking back what's mine, I am taking back the time
You may call it suicide but I'm being born again, I'm waiting
Ah, I'm waiting, ah, right here now, I'm waiting
For someone or something to take me, to take me over
Days, days are forgotten
Now it's all over simply forgotten, how to disappear
Home bred, I've got blood lust
Feeding you bread crust, I leave no scar
You say I'm old hat, a f'ing dirty rat
Call me a cliche how right you are
Cause I am flipping bag of bones, I am righting all your wrongs
You may call it suicide but I'm being born again, I'm waiting
Ah, I'm waiting, ah, right here now, I'm waiting
For someone or something to take me to take me over
Days, days are forgotten
Now it's all over simply forgotten, how to disappear
Days, days are forgotten
Now it's all over simply forgotten, how to disappear
I saw something, I get on the dark, it's the
You was at home chewing on monkey brains
I am not here, I'm just a silhouette
You will never ever ever forget
Days, days are forgotten
Now it's all over simply forgotten, how to disappear
Days, days are forgotten
Now it's all over simply forgotten, how to disappear
I saw something, I get on the dark, it's the
You was at home chewing on monkey brains
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep widdle wabbits?" As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabby or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabby over there?" She, in turn blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't fink my pet python weally gives a thit.
