Saturday, August 13, 2011

alone

One or two renewed my faith
It's too predictable, my fate
Fill this hole with bad decisions
Tired of judgement and new beginnings
Why try so hard to be let down
I know this clock keeps spinning round
I'll come unwound before she's found
I'm at the pound giving you the stare
You smirk past me don't seem to care
I hope to god she's still out there...

alone

One or two renewed my faith
It's too predictable, my fate
Fill this hole with bad decisions
Tired of judgement and new beginnings
Why try so hard to be let down
I know this clock keeps spinning round
I'll come unwound before she's found
I'm at the pound giving you the stare
You smirk past me don't seem to care
I hope to god she's still out there...

u love the way i hate

We love these nights this freedom this life
Drink up you fuck it's only right
Let's keep our cool brother just take it in
Find ourselves through all this sin
Let's burn it down say fuck tomorrow
I've never really cared for sorrow
So tonight we ignite
fist fight and bite
Fill him with hate and her with lust
Fuck them all betray their trust
I'll die this way I hope you see
I'll ignore my limits... Don't fuck with me

on cloud 9

What's the difference?
Do I need to care?
Don't reel me in I like it out here

I fly high and on empty
I know I'll make it
I push too hard I always break it

One day my chest will Fail me
Everything I've put it through
It's still early maybe I'll come around
Or I'll laugh and sing my way underground

waiting

Scrape me up and dust me off I've been waiting for your love
The needs the wants the I wish I would've blind me on this road to nowhere
Death by self destruction, slow and painful, I'll run from u if you want me too
I'll dig this hole till I drown at the bottom I'll smile and dance pretend it's supposed to be like this
I'll stay up late and write this down I'll make sure you read every word
I'll find comfort in your regret and apprehension I don't need success just your depression
Call me a liar, pretend you're not afraid, distance yourself if it convinces you your ok
Sing songs of love but live in pain, I hope you're jealous I hope you cry
Stare up at night and know I'm waiting, you'll be ok one foot in front of the other baby
My heart is a lover my brain is a liar my soul is on fire
Hold me down and take what's yours

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Manic

I found a place I need
between the life I lead
and insanity
this magic place I spread my wings
Strip it all down to just being
Fight the feeling end up losing
Just relax, breath, and use it... 

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

indeed...

will the sharp edge of the sword that is our ability to reason
be a weapon of mass destruction?

less intelligent species always do whats best for the species by nature, our ability to reason makes us delusional in decision making

you'll constantly make decisions based on your assumption of other peoples decisions

maybe finding beauty in things is comforting because its one of the last natural things our species has no control over

is it safe to say that love doesn't exist if your trying to do whats best for the species?

after asking myself these things i wandered into the idea of giving murderous prisoners easy access to fire and let nature decide what happens...

slip inside the disguise that is being caring only to find self service
find faith in loving you
swim down so far that the pressure is your only escape
found truth in wanting you