I hear piercing cries
from the girl -lying- in black
and I ignore her
Misadventuring in the Wasteland
Follow me through this wicked wasteland I call home. Some about hugs, some about thugs, maybe some about a little drugs, and thankfully some without as many redundant rhymes.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Who used Who?
Once upon a time
He walked a golden road
Then this dark stranger appeared
he offered a deal to the boy
Open this box
and accept
this forbidden power
accept it into your veins
What, when...why???
But he never said
The boy opened the box
finding his superiority
He ignited
his funeral pyre
and sadly enough
I helped
He walked a golden road
Then this dark stranger appeared
he offered a deal to the boy
Open this box
and accept
this forbidden power
accept it into your veins
What, when...why???
But he never said
The boy opened the box
finding his superiority
He ignited
his funeral pyre
and sadly enough
I helped
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Surrogate
I found myself today
I found out that I wasn't real
Someone lied to me
and told me that I couldn't feel
that I couldn't bleed
blank expressions on my face
I knew I couldn't be
But you forced me to be...
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
I'll be laughing
When I disappear from here
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
What will you do
When I disappear from you
I knew this from the start
I knew I'd tear myself apart
I felt the pain from within
I felt the pain in my heart
Well try to break me down
I'll try to stand my ground
I feel like I've been forsaken
From lies that were taken
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
I'll be laughing
When I disappear from here
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
What will you do
When I disappear from you
I found out that I wasn't real
Someone lied to me
and told me that I couldn't feel
that I couldn't bleed
blank expressions on my face
I knew I couldn't be
But you forced me to be...
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
I'll be laughing
When I disappear from here
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
What will you do
When I disappear from you
I knew this from the start
I knew I'd tear myself apart
I felt the pain from within
I felt the pain in my heart
Well try to break me down
I'll try to stand my ground
I feel like I've been forsaken
From lies that were taken
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
I'll be laughing
When I disappear from here
Your surrogate
your tourniquet
What will you do
When I disappear from you
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Time ticks away
Time is ticking away in my head
Skimming books that I've already read
Time keeps ticking away in my head
Live or die, rather be dead instead
I just can't believe it
Your presence in this place
I just can't explain it
That smile on your face
Run to my arms and hold me close...so
I gain the strength to never let go
All the depths of love I have for thee'
I expose it all for you to see
Time is ticking away in my head
Skipping rocks that I've already tread
Time stays ticking away in my head
Live or die, rather be dead instead
That pauper just wanted to get laid
With all the reckless choices he's made
Takes time writing his memento mori
The phantastical story of me
Skimming books that I've already read
Time keeps ticking away in my head
Live or die, rather be dead instead
I just can't believe it
Your presence in this place
I just can't explain it
That smile on your face
Run to my arms and hold me close...so
I gain the strength to never let go
All the depths of love I have for thee'
I expose it all for you to see
Time is ticking away in my head
Skipping rocks that I've already tread
Time stays ticking away in my head
Live or die, rather be dead instead
That pauper just wanted to get laid
With all the reckless choices he's made
Takes time writing his memento mori
The phantastical story of me
Monday, December 20, 2010
Receipe for Happiness
I feel as though I'm dying
as I take two steps onto the floor
I'm standing on used needles again
Why not...I'm sure I could use some more
Crawling down to the bathroom
To clean the dry blood from my nose
If anyone would have saw me...
They would have told me to use the hose
I return home from my day with a garbage bag of goodies
Things that not even junkies would try
Which is perfect to have a horrible time.
It really doesn't matter to me...I just wanna die
I spike my vein with a used needle...again
I slowly begin to feel the pressure build in my head
10-20-30 seconds and I'm still not feeling shit
So fuck the drugs, pull the trigger, and volia! DEAD.
as I take two steps onto the floor
I'm standing on used needles again
Why not...I'm sure I could use some more
Crawling down to the bathroom
To clean the dry blood from my nose
If anyone would have saw me...
They would have told me to use the hose
I return home from my day with a garbage bag of goodies
Things that not even junkies would try
Which is perfect to have a horrible time.
It really doesn't matter to me...I just wanna die
I spike my vein with a used needle...again
I slowly begin to feel the pressure build in my head
10-20-30 seconds and I'm still not feeling shit
So fuck the drugs, pull the trigger, and volia! DEAD.
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