Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Cinderella

Sent a letter up to the sky
balloons pop and litter the the ground
return to sender yeah PIGS DON'T FLY
but they float a little around

theres a slight chance of RAIN
20% to be exact
guaranteed to be let down
come falling down
crashing down

bigger they are
harder they
FALL...

Cinderella is my girl friend
Seen her ass sleeping around
put her in her place yeah that shit don't fly
put her god mother in the ground

Will some one please EX-PLAIN
what i'm doing here
Personally I think your to blame
instilling lies and fears

having a hard time
pretending to be
what I am
not

Have a harder time
figuring out
what I should
be

none is the hardest
as discovering what
I want to
be

god help me
god help me
GOD HELP ME

to see the light
is divine
stare too long and go blind
Emergency Room

Does she notice me
as I glance at her blue
eyes that awaken
a passion lay dormant
too long

Every second that passes
agitates the tension
when she smiles I tremble
I just might erupt

Should I bottle it up and
risk the inevitable
causing unknown destruction
to all in my wake

or, do I avoid confrontation
pass the burden to others
Have I lost all perspective?
whats real and whats fake?

Emit me
commit me
cause we all know
I can't do it myself

Permit me
to commit the
unspeakable act
That has tormented brain

What was once wholesome and beauty
has become heart-ache anxiety
what was once planned, peaceful new future
dark distant past
Past, Present, Persistent Presence

Like a pulsing headache
your presence persists
not audible or visible
but present non-the-less

nagging, biting, pulling at me
with relentless fervor
unstoppable and obstinate
like a fervent fever

Never have I felt a feeling so horrible
or maybe I repressed the memory
a coping mechanism

The more I fight
The bigger it gets
As I try to observe
it floats away

I feed it with fantasy
Keep it alive with my blood
Parasitic in nature
So I open the flood

Bleed!
Bleed!

Relieve the pressure the resides in me

Give in!
Give in!

Let it live
A life of its own...

Saturday, October 07, 2006

The Meaning of Life

The meaning of life is derivative
and women are still an enigma
I wouldn't mind being primitive
If it weren't for the uhhh.. stigma

Someone denied my existence
It doesn't matter it's relative
I've got to admire persistence
and don't believe for the hell of it

And am a microwave
You are the pace maker
and am a tidal wave
You are the earth shakerrr

Cut me and I'll bleed and coagulate
I have a father she's surrogate
viruses, diseases will dissipate

I am the white you're the red platelet
I am the white you're the red platelet
I am the white you're the red platelet

I am a microwave
You are the pace maker
I am a tidal wave
You are the earth shakerrr

I see an object and it disappears
I’m a realization of your fears
Currents overflow when there’s no such thing as no
Forget about what you knew
Concentrate on what you know.

The meaning of life is derived by us
and women are still enigmatic
I wouldn't mind being primed for death
If it weren't so god damned dogmatic

Someone denied his existence
It doesn't matter he's negative
I've got to admire your perseverance
and don't convert for the hell of it

I am a willing slave
You are the slave driver
I am an empty cave
You are the cave dwellerrrr

This is the game you play
This is the game you play
This is the game you play

and you play it so well

S.H.U.

You lock me up and desensitize me You set me free but my life is shot Why do I think that the world's against me I sold my soul but the farm is bought You managed to turn me into a robot Whether or not I'm an introvert I'm leaving it up to you You mock me up and then you ostracize me You keep me hidden from a life of truth Why do I feel like like you plan my atrophy Tell me I'm guilty until I'm long in the tooth I'm as good as I get I can't get better You lock me up and dehumanize You set me free in a sea of sharks Why is the world against me I sold my soul but the farm is bought massage my soul in the firmest spot castle of assholes and I won't get caught I'm as good as I get I can't get better I will get better I'm not as good as I get
Persistence of Memory

I breath in Einstien's last breath
I can taste the smell of death
If theres anything I hate more than losing is to win
I can't sell my soul in the black market

So I look beyond you and I see your aura
Aurora Borealis
falling like alice
cataclysmic catalyst
adopted burders
wire rivers
resistor cities
and primitive robot societies

Just the thought of it makes me quiver
shiver
transplanted liver
delivered at the speed of light
in a crowded room
with no room to play in
no one to blame
acid rain ain't a shame
and that's when you interrupted me

You’re giving me bad vibes
I break out in hives
I’m saving bad lives
Still the roaches survive
I’m better of alive

Because in the afterlife…
There’s no reincarnation
Sub atomic station
Sleep deprivation
Cell degeneration
Disregard for feeling
and that’s when you interrupted me



da da ta ta ta
Don't talk to me
I don't want to hear it
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
La la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la
Vicariously

I'm lying by the skin of my teeth
I'm dying bye the fish on the reef
I'm floating underneath the beneath

I'm sinking
I'm sinking
I'm sinking

I'm lying by the fish on the reef
I'm trying not to give you relief
I'm hoping to keep

On sinking
On sinking
On sinking

I'm flying underneath the belief
I'm trying hard not to give you relief
I'm trying not to sing out of tune

I'm syncing
I'm syncing
I'm syncing

You're lying just to give me relief
I'm trying not to give into belief
I'm flying by the skin of my teeth
I'm sunk

Did she ever have a chance?

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