Sunday, August 19, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
red Angel
but you wouldn't pantomine
you are more beautiful when you awake
than most are in a lifetime
through the haze that is my memory
you stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy
i know i can be colorful
i know i can be gray
i know this loser's living fortunate
cause i know you will love me either way
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
P.R.O.Z.A.C
"you`re like santa clause..on prozac..in disneyland.. getting laid" phoebe - FRIENDS
im not an optimist. why be one? whats being an optimist anyway, its like (to me) of being a pushover. you hope for stuff and when you dont get it you`re ok with it? and thats what always happens. you never get it. and what smile about it? hope for the best later? appreciate what you already have? im tired. looking at people smiling at each other knowing they both hate each other. im tired of being in the middle of two people doing exactly the same thing to each other and trying to find a justification for their actions. im tired of being that guy. im tired of being wrong all the time. im tired of acting. im tired of trying to genuinely smile sometimes when im boiling inside. im tired of just being ok. and im tired of people smiling at me when they want something and not give a fuck when they dont. accept that? nooooway. and you`d be lying if you say you dont go through it. thats a life we all go through and i dont see any, any reason to be happy about it. how do you guys do it?
we have a sick twisted reality. where anyone can do almost anything and still get away with it, if they have the power. and power is up for grabs. the majority gives them the power and sit back and complain. be optimistic about that? why? your grandmother is on her deathbed but you`re too busy to go see her once because you`re having a coffee with your friends or sex with your gf or work or whatever. and she`s supposed to say "oh well, he loved me even if he didnt show it" and forgive you and be ok with it? and that happened... i just dont know how she did it. i dont know.
expectations? dont you guys have them? optimists i mean, and i will walk around naked if anyone can tell me that 50% of their expectations have been fullfilled. the way you wanted it to anyway. how do you guys smile in the morning (except for you annoying "morning people"). when you get up doesnt the rush of being alone or defeated or poor or betrayed come whizzing into your heads? i cant sleep as much, but when i do its a relief, its the best high (i`ve recently learned) but like all highs you get slammed back to reality and usually its in the morning. you get up humming? me i just wish i could go back to sleep. but have to work, have to earn..gota buy cigarettes. :$ but you guys hum. and you`re genuinely happy that its another great day to be screwed over. ok ok not everyday is like that. most days i actually smile too. regardless of what i have rambled on about. because there are things that go right in my life. its good. its great. but i dont have reasons to go over the moon about it. appreciate it, yes. but hope that it would happen all the time? noway. not now.
Black holes and revelations
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations"
i have learned something about life, it dishes out but changes menu all the time and its like humans, it chooses the easy thing to make, the cheaper thing to make, the convinient thing to make, and those are never happy. not when it comes to you anyway.
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
M&M
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Monday, May 21, 2007
rockstar
a loser...no!...
I don't want to be
an almost was
I don't want to be a white trash
Working class chump
I don't want to be a loser anymore
That's why I want to be
a rock star
I want to be the king
I want to be on top, yeah
I just want to be a rock star
Yeah...
now I just want to be famous
I want to be the guy
That everybody wants
[laughter]
I want to be on TV shows
And wear designer clothes
I want a girlfriend who does
not drink beer
I want to drive a fast car
And sleep with certain
movie stars
I want to sing the songs
That all those little people
Want to hear
I just want to be a rock star
I want to be like all those
people up in first class
I just want to be a rock star
I want to tell the little people
They can kiss my ass
I just want to be a rock star
I just want to get laid
I just want to be a rock star
A different girl
For every day
That's why I want to be
a rock star
Be like all those guys
on the MTV
I just want to be a rock star
I want to make those girls on
the Real World
Fantasize about me
I just want to be a rock star
I want to be the king
I want to be on top
I just want to be a rock star
I just want to be famous
Everybody everywhere
wants to be famous
and everybody everywhere
wishes they could tell
Everybody everywhere
to go to Hell
I just want to be a rock star
I just want to get high
I just want to party like
a rock star
Until the day I die
I just want to be a rock star
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Thursday, May 10, 2007
free
Finally found my life, I'm finally free
No longer torn in two
I learned about my life by living through you
This feeling inside me
Finally found my life, I'm finally free
No longer torn in two
Living my own life by learning from you"
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Monday, April 30, 2007
irritating
Never win first place
I don't support the team
I can't take direction and my socks are never clean
Teachers dated me
my parents hated me
I was always in a fight
cuz I can't do nothin right
Every day I fight a war against a mirror
I can't take the person staring back at me
I'm a hazard to myself
don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
it's bad when you dont know yourself
so irritating
don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
I wanna be somebody else
yeah
L.A. told me
you could be a pop star
all you have to change is everything you are
Tired of being compared
to damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me
so doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me somethin
a day in the life of someone else
Cuz I'm a hazard to myself
don't let me
I'm my own worst enemy
it's bad when you dont know yourself
so irritating
don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
yeah
don't let me get me dont let me
im my own worst enemy
its bad when you dont know yourself
so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
so doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me somethin
a day in the life of someone else
don't let me get
oh I'm a hazard to myself
yeah
don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
it's bad when you dont know yourself
yourself
so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else
dont let me get me
im my own worst enemy
its bad when you dont know yourself
so irritating
don't wanna be my friend no more
i wanna be somebody else
dont let me get me
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Sunday, April 15, 2007
ur as precious as mine - concrete sky
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Saturday, March 24, 2007
changeeverythingyouareandeverythingyouwereyournumberhasbeencalledfightsbattleshavebegunrevengewillsurelycome
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Thursday, March 15, 2007
jaded
I know I've been mistaken,but just give me a break and see the changes that I've made.I've got some imperfections,But how can you collect them all And throw them in my face?But you always find a way to keep me right here waitingYou always find the words to say to keep me right here waitingAnd if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waitingSearching for the things to say to keep you right here waitingI hope you're not intendingTo be so condescending, it's as much as I can take.And you're so independent, you just refuse to bendSo I keep bending 'till I breakBut you always find a way to keep me right here waitingYou always find the words to say to keep me right here waitingAnd if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waitingSearching for the things to say to keep you right here waitingI've made a commitment, I'm willing to bleed for youI needed fulfillmentI found what I need in youWhy can't you just forgive me?I don't want to relive the mistakes I've made along the way
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Sunday, March 4, 2007
"I can't imagine why you wouldn't welcome any change, my friend"
Wings for marie (part 1)
You...
You believed ...
You believed in movements none could see.
You believed in me
A passionate spirit
Uncompromised
Boundless and open
A light in your eyes
Then immobilized.
Broken
Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see
Yet it was you who prayed for me.
So what have I done
To be a son to an angel?
What have I done
To be worthy?
Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this selfish question, but
What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?
"She never told a lie,
... well might have told a lie,
But never lived one.
Didn't have a life,
Didn't have a life,
But surely saved one."
See? I'm alright
Now it's time for us to let you go.
10,000 days (wings pt. 2)
Listen to the tales and romanticize,
How we'd follow the path of the hero.
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun.
How we rise to the height of our halo.
Listen to the tales as we all rationalize
Our way into the arms of the savior,
Feigning all the trials and the tribulations;
None of us have actually been there.
Not like you.
Ignorant siblings in the congregation
Gather around spewing sympathy,
Spare me.
None of them can even hold a candle up to you.
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see.
But, enough about the collective Judas.
Who could deny you were the one who
Illuminated your little piece of the divine?
And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;
I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,
Your way home ...
Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?
High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground.
You were the light and the way they'll only read about.
I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out.
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough;
You're going home.
You're the only one who can hold your head up high,
Shake your fists at the gates saying:
"I've come home now!
Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my, give me my wings!"
You are the light and way that they will only read about.
Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,
(With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers.
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.
Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents.
Difficult to see you in this light.
Please forgive this bold suggestion, but
Should you see your Maker's face tonight,
Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him:
"I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one.
Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home."
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