Insomnia Numb- by: unknown forgotten

If this glass of milk
Were only something thinner and had more liquor
To the taste of a self inflicting night
Perhaps it's just my mind twisting
I just wish this glass of milk
Was something thinner and had more liquor
It would help me go to sleep

Fascinated Oblivion- by: unknown forgotten

It's cloudy black nights like these
I sail into oblivion
Stare straight forward
And don't give a damn

I see everything happening
I notice the smallest details
I'm surrounded by people
Who don't give a damn

I could try to smile
But it's worthless effort
I could be happy
But there's no reason too
On cloudy black nights like these

There's Room For Two- by: unknown forgotten

Empty my pockets
Take off my clothes
Play some sullen music on the stereo
Dim the lights low

I've got motorbikes
They should take me so far
But just like my life
They don't run

Someday I'll repair the damaged machines
Someday I'll get it all running again
But for now I'll sit here rusting

The temperature drops
The heat is turned off
The windows begin to frost
I can see my breathe now

I'm naked on the floor
Sprawled out waiting for something more
I'm waiting for something to fall on my chest
I've been waiting for so long

Wallets empty
No job to wake up to
All I want
Is a ticket to San Diego

But even then
I can't stay forever
My belongings, my life is up here
All that's valuable is down there

I've got motorbikes
When they ride
There's room for two
A seat for me, a seat for you

I'm naked on the floor
Wallets empty
No place to go
But I'm only taking up half
There's room for two

This freezing town
This time of year
There's a place for you
There's room for two

Ten Thousand Miles- by: Molina & Roberts

Fair ye well
My own true love
Fair well for awhile
I'm going away
But I'll be back
If I go ten thousand miles

Ten thousand miles
My own true love
Ten thousand miles or more
And the rocks may melt
And they seas may burn
If I never more return

Oh don't you see
Oh lonesome dove
Sitting in your ivy tree
She's weeping for her own true love
As I shall weep for mine

And I'll be back
My own true love
For who will shoe your feet
And who will glove your hands
When I'm in a foreign land

Look- by: unknown forgotten

The keys slid across the laminated floor
He knelt down to pick them up
She ran out the front door
Outside the window the wind blew with might on the trees
A branch broke off and landed in the road
A lady speeding and digging through here purse did not see the blocked road
She hit the branch and lost control as well as the car behind her
She hit a pole the other car hit her
She died immediately the other driver was rushed to the hospital
He died later that night from internal bleeding
On the radio played smooth jazz
The saxophone was beautiful
Nearby a child watched the whole crash happen
His name was Joseph and his parents were divorced
He was waiting for his school bus
He missed school that day
He missed a spelling quiz
And he missed recess where he would have met Jessica
It was her first day at this new school
She was a shy little girl who liked to sing
Her parents just moved here for her fathers job
He was a police officer and had been for 4 years then
20 years later Joseph and Jessica would be married and have a child
He worked in a business building
Its reflective windows reached miles into the sky
His desk was small and cluttered with paper
A note to see the boss sat upon his desk
She stayed home with the baby
He worked too much though and neglected his family
So Jessica started an affair with one of Joseph's friends
He found out on an early afternoon
It was a cold day but the sun was shining
He had lost his job despite his hard efforts to keep it
The door was slightly ajar as he entered his own home
The baby was crying in it's room
He caught them in the act
Throbbing like wild animals upon the bed he payed for
His heart was broken then enraged
Up in the rafters in the garage there was a box
He took it down, ripped off his tie and opened the box
It contained a gun Joseph was given to by his father when he turned 16
That was to be the last time he saw his father before he disappeared
A relative had said they saw his father 3 years ago in California
Joseph never looked any further into it
He aimed the rifle at the adulterer's head and fired
The man died instantly
Blood splattered across the room
Staining the off white curtains
And dripping onto the carpet
Jessica was unaware Joseph had entered the room when it happened
Joseph just walked away silently back down the stairs
She grabbed some clothes and ran out of the house
She frantically screamed and threw her keys at him
The keys slid across the laminated floor
He knelt down to pick them up
She ran out the front door

The night is silent
The air is still
We are alone for the moment
But I am always here

I always know where I am
I just don't know how to get back home
Or where these roads go

7286 Days And Counting- by: unknown forgotten

It's a lot like disillusion
A sort of false reality
A salty fog that resided only in your mind
The taste of vinegar
The ice that freezes your toes
Resting upon a wooden bed
Wrapped up in lettuce
Thoughts of unimportance
Escaping what you know is real
Shutting yourself in for days
Visiting old friends, and never seeing them ever again
Keeping in touch once every 6 years
Swimming in contaminated waters
Drinking a cup of who knows what
Spinning in circles in your new car
Climbing a tree only to fall
Shoplifting with money in hand
Tasting only samples but never buying a thing
Looking at pets with desires of hunger
barbecuing liver and onions for your family
Computers that love more than lovers
Mirrors that begin to talk back after awhile
Cereal that sits out all day
Trash piled up in heaps upon the floor
Books unread in the fire
Ideas drowned out with liquor
The scent of fresh paint
Cars constantly broken down
Joyous occasions end in frowns
Funerals of people you've never met
Relatives you wish were dead
Smoking cigars inside the house
Music that makes your ears hurt
Fish in the tank starved to death
Toilet overflowing flooding the basement
A dark feeling that things will never be right
Awake during surgery
Mold inside the walls
Burning rubber
Televisions exploding
Getting your hair caught in a vacuum
Photos blurred out
Matches all soaked and wet
Snowfall in your window at night
Getting lost in your hometown
Regret
Machines taking over your job
Doing the job of a machine
Cell phone batteries depleted
Carpet stained with wine
Knocks on the door from strangers
Converting your dollars to Euros
Planes that crash into mountains
Lovers who've killed themselves
A sink full of vomit
Another first kiss
Burning yourself on a hot stove
Getting locked out
Debt never repaid
River swimming and waterfalls
Movies that make you cry
Pulling hair alone at night
Shivers down your back
Sex on the kitchen counter
Stickers on street signs
Dogs howling
Getting the high score
Learning to play guitar
Moving to New York, yankee
Fleeing to New Orleans
Spending the night in a cave
Falling asleep at the wheel
Bounced checks
Starting a new hobby
Expectedly failing again
Losing your wallet
Flat tires
Empty cupboards
Candles burning out
Cutting yourself while shaving
Breaking an ankle
Quitting your job in anger
Numbers that don't add up
Begging for mercy
New shoes that don't fit
Losing your sight, getting glasses
Believing in god then dyeing
Cattle in the fields
Half moons versus crescent moons
The boy who had no legs
Fear of writing a letter
Making movies in your mind
Biting fingernails
Stale crackers
Crushing cans, breaking bottles
Going out for lunch
Peering through the blinds
Surprise birthday parties
Dreaming alone in a park
Police cars
Feeding the hungry
Death at your door
Killing a snake, keeping the mouse
Building a cabin
Looking up words in the dictionary
Taxes and files
Lessons never learned
Shoes full of holes
Forgetting to take the garbage out
Post-it notes
Walking into walls
Buying candy you don't like
Stopped escalators in malls
The smell of bathroom disinfectant
receiving the wrong change
Headphone speakers blown
Punching jaws
Rolling in your sleep
No will to live
Rolling hills
Broken chairs
Radio is only static sound
Cutting yourself on scissors
Going to anger management
Waking up at dawn
Being told you're useless
Pens that are out of ink
Plugging a light into an outlet
Watering the lawn
Singing a sad sad song
Sickness that is contagious
Disillusion is dangerous

Lay Us Down In Piles- by: unknown forgotten

The way we live is the way we die in this bloody murderous town
The way we wail in the night signifies how our lives will end
Make sure to carry your knife, and be ready to draw
Because the scoundrels will attack you when your not ready at all
The way we live is the way we die in this bloody murderous town
Slaughter your enemies before they take you down
Their blood is on their own hands for the sins they committed against you
The way they lived was they way they died in this bloody murderous town
We'll dig our own graves tonight
We'll keep killing until we lose the fight
The way we wail in the night signifies how our lives will end
The way we live is the way we die in this murderous town