| I was thinking of using this page in order to tell you people how to think... but I don't know... I have come to a conclusion today... well I have come to this conclusion many times before, but today I have come up for a wonderful reason for it... topic for today... we're all in hell... things happen right? Well, what if a bunch of things happen, and you think, could my life get any worse? and then all of a sudden things are peachy fucking keen for a time period, and you think, oh life is just wonderful and blissful... then BAM! it's smashed again, kinda like the front of a white honda accord smashes into the back of a red ford F150 *no significant connection here or anything*.. yeah, this isn't much... but it's going to put you through a fucking hell of alot of aggravation... if life is so wonderful, why the hell are we pushed up so high to have it come crashing down over and over and over again... the other things are a little personal, and if you know me you know what i mean... seriously, it's all pointless... and to my friends reading this who don't agree... read a bit closer, and figure it out... and another favor I ask of you... don't just call me pessimist, try and read between the lines... |
when push comes to pull comes to shove comes to step around this self destructive dance that never would've ended till i rose i roared aloud here i will i am | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| inside my head the noise, chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter... dont u love to turn this little blue girl upside down? | |
| help me to feel the strength i did my identity has it been taken? is my heart breaking on me? |
| It's just one of those days Where ya don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked, everybody sucks. You don't really know why But you wanna justify rippin' someone's head off No human contact And if you interact your life is on contract Your best bet is to stay away mother fucker! It's just one of those days! It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit talkin' that shit It's just one of those days Feelin' like a freight train First one to complain Leaves with a blood stain Damn right I'm a maniac You better watch your back Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program And if you're stuck up You just lucked up Next in line to get fucked up Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker! It's just one of those days! It's all about the he said she said bullshit. I think you better quit lettin shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit, punk So come and get it | raindrops are the tears those left me behind too soon will i cry for you? | |||||
| With insomnia, you're never really asleep; you're never really awake.
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time. | Get up, look around And you will see the lies That I see each and every day I deal with them in my own way I try to breed myself right I try to breed my thoughts right All you people stand against me Your talk behind my back The threat of your hostility Induces my attack What the fuck should I do? To make myself a man What the fuck should I do I'm doing the best that I can I'll never give up my pride And I'll never surrender my hate You on the opposite side You're the one who made me this way Suppressed anger for all these years now Disgusting people, you stand and point at me They are all but the pathetic Embarking on a crusade that is so damn addictive Therefore their prosperity It will never ever be granted What's up with this world? What the fuck, I can't breathe Pray for the forgiveness as you're stripped of your rights White collared people always seem to decide Ask yourself a question, do you need to conform? With the brain-washing games that are engaged to restrain now The power to cure the power to kill The power is ours we'll use it at will Worthless Complexed is society, waging pressure upon our backs And punishing our methods with their profits These lashes killing and it pushes down, breaking our knees deep into the ground And faulting, on the preside, once again I just can't decide What's up with this world, what the fuck I can't breathe Books of knowledge showing their glint forms of torture Dropping the oppressor is our only solution Psychanalytical ways will never ever succeed In finding a way into our brains and motives Our lives are neglected our thoughts are invaded But we had fought for conformity? Get up and step to conformity This is not the end Worthless |
It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. |
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One more thing before we go I've stepped over everyone I know You see me now a little bit clearer The face I make when I'm looking in the mirror - it gives me away You think you know where I'm coming from The words I say when I'm playing dumb - it gives me away I'm always ashamed and that's no way to be | I'm not mad I'm just bored And everything I do is only because There's nothing much else for me to do And that includes you Messing around with you Piss away potential Everyday is a waste And I'm wasted everyday There's nothing much else for me to do And that includes you Messing around with you |
Anything we don't understand, anything that doesn't fit into our scheme of the way things are, we'll just file it under S for subconscious, right? The twentieth century god. How many times have you done that when something ran counter to your pragmatic view of the world? |
