Dirty Slate
Barren surroundings
Are hauntingly peaceful
With no room for shadows
They speak to the wind
Can't wait for the start of
The new and forgiving
A new bright beginning
Can't wait till it ends
Some say its been here
all along
For eons I've tried
to stay strong
The force it beckons
compliance
To form a much stronger
alliance
Like drones we all march
To the beat of the drummer
It gets louder and drowns out
The sound of our fear
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Full House
He keeps his balance
As the forces of nature push him towards her
She never argues
As he tortures and hurts her
And he play the cards he's been dealt
Represses all the feelings she's felt
Sorry for being so literal
I used to be more poetic
Now you're the one being critical
Everyone else is just pathetic
She holds her breathe
as he approaches her
He never questions
How it must effect her
And they create archetypes to cope
Repressing all their feelings with dope
He keeps his balance
As the forces of nature push him towards her
She never argues
As he tortures and hurts her
And he play the cards he's been dealt
Represses all the feelings she's felt
Sorry for being so literal
I used to be more poetic
Now you're the one being critical
Everyone else is just pathetic
She holds her breathe
as he approaches her
He never questions
How it must effect her
And they create archetypes to cope
Repressing all their feelings with dope
Constant
Now
This is a rhyme
that has a reason
Sally told me of the right way
Like the magnetic forces
that bring us together
And the forces of nature
That push us away
I can write for years
in my fish tank life
Cavities and toiletries
and meaningless phrases
that create vivid images
upon my head
I've never had no pity
and I never will
Until I'm dead
Until I'm dying
Until I"m decomposed and or frying
That's what I said, yeah
That's what I said said yeah yeah yeah
I know the grass is green
I know your dad is mean
He doesn't understand
Something that rhymes with ean
This last verse
Just as the first
Is the same
As all the rest
Spirituality speaks for itself
But we refuse to listen
Instead we give in to our doubts
ironically we're division
Simplify the living
And you'll gets what's coming
Who's on the scene?
And does it matter?
Question what we mean
You get like this every day
And I never get a reason
Why do I always think this way?
Is it cause I'm out of season?
Whether I decide to fight or take flight
it's up to me
the court rules it insanity
Now
This is a rhyme
that has a reason
Sally told me of the right way
Like the magnetic forces
that bring us together
And the forces of nature
That push us away
I can write for years
in my fish tank life
Cavities and toiletries
and meaningless phrases
that create vivid images
upon my head
I've never had no pity
and I never will
Until I'm dead
Until I'm dying
Until I"m decomposed and or frying
That's what I said, yeah
That's what I said said yeah yeah yeah
I know the grass is green
I know your dad is mean
He doesn't understand
Something that rhymes with ean
This last verse
Just as the first
Is the same
As all the rest
Spirituality speaks for itself
But we refuse to listen
Instead we give in to our doubts
ironically we're division
Simplify the living
And you'll gets what's coming
Who's on the scene?
And does it matter?
Question what we mean
You get like this every day
And I never get a reason
Why do I always think this way?
Is it cause I'm out of season?
Whether I decide to fight or take flight
it's up to me
the court rules it insanity
State of the Art (Man is 5)
Its 4:54
when I hear a knock on the door
I don't turn to look
I don't care anymore...
There’s a man on the tube
talkin' ‘bout the state of the nation
but I can't hear what he's says
cause I dont get the station
Its 4:54
when I hear a knock on the door
I don't turn to look
I don't care anymore...
There’s a man on the tube
talkin' ‘bout the state of the nation
but I can't hear what he's says
cause I dont get the station
I heard a gunshot last night
It went in one ear
and out the other
I'm only interesting when I'm alone
It went in one ear
and out the other
I'm only interesting when I'm alone
It's 5:55
when I take a nose dive
There's no sense in living
If you're no use alive
Talking heads spew their guts
And my stomach screams in hunger
Wish I could feed the world
All the lies that were muttered
when I take a nose dive
There's no sense in living
If you're no use alive
Talking heads spew their guts
And my stomach screams in hunger
Wish I could feed the world
All the lies that were muttered
I heard a gunshot last night
It went in one ear
and out the other
I'm only interesting when I'm alone
It went in one ear
and out the other
I'm only interesting when I'm alone
It's 6:56
When I pick up some chicks
We hit up a club
and wax voluminous 'bout flix
The rain in the sky
Makes it hard to see heaven
Better head out
Cause it's damn near seven
727
When I pick up some chicks
We hit up a club
and wax voluminous 'bout flix
The rain in the sky
Makes it hard to see heaven
Better head out
Cause it's damn near seven
727
I flew my ship up to heaven
don't giva shit
i'll sell my soul just to fit in
There are these two trends
don't giva shit
i'll sell my soul just to fit in
There are these two trends
that depend on me
pretending not to care
so as to not disappoint those
so as to not disappoint those
with vested interest and flair
With her priorities set she could be a big star
at least that what she thinks
SuperNova death car
Sing it for me
tada ta da ta TA DA DA DA
TADA tada ta ta
I took a photograph this morning
The light captured for posterity
tada ta da ta TA DA DA DA
TADA tada ta ta
at least that what she thinks
SuperNova death car
Sing it for me
tada ta da ta TA DA DA DA
TADA tada ta ta
I took a photograph this morning
The light captured for posterity
tada ta da ta TA DA DA DA
TADA tada ta ta
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