I feel sorry for you
Almost as much as I feel sorry for myself

Sometimes I wish I could teleport.

Entering A New Terrible Same Old Year- by: unknown forgotten

Welcome to this
The end of the world
And I am an asshole
I am sorry

Through humbling talks
And drunken walks
This is the future

The Song No One Knows- by: unknown forgotten

He got loaded alone one night
And he started playing guitar
He couldn't remember anything at that point
The date or the name of his girlfriend

He started singing a song he had never learned
It was 4 o'clock in the morning
The sky was black as night
His windows were fully open
The neighbors could hear him sing

They awoke to the noise confused
And were about to yell across the way
But instead they sat there silently
And sang along to the song no one knew

His cell phone dialed in his pocket
It called his Dad who lived far away
He answered thinking it was an emergency
Reaching for the bed lamp and sitting up straight

He didn't know who had called him
But listened to them sing and play
He recognized the voice but couldn't place it
So he hummed along to the song he'd never heard

And to this day no one can repeat it
Many more people sang the words that night
And try as they may they can not remember it
It will remain the song that no one knew

Every once in awhile when he's all alone
He still gets loaded and picks up his guitar
Forgets everything and everyone he's ever known
And plays the song he never learned
But the windows have always been closed
And no one else hears it

My mind is harsh
My heart is soft

That High Pitched Noise and Screaming- by: unknown forgotten

Oh I am a sinner man
All covered in blood
I am a sinner man
All covered in blood
You said you'd save me
You never told me a thing
But the way you are gave me that sign

Well I am a sinner man
Who's taken his own life
I am a sinful soul
Screaming for relief
But you will not help me
You will not believe
Deep down in your own heart
You can save the world

Well I am sinner man
I can stop the bleeding myself
Glory has it's reason
Glory is a gift
Mercy has meshed with my skin
Mercy has saved me from bleeding to death

Folly- by: unknown forgotten

Stumbling through the woods
A boy with an arrow through his ribs
He scrambled up the hillside covered in blood
He tripped upon a slain deer
Insects devouring it's corpse
He laid down next to it
And huddled against it's remaining warmth

Yeah! who walks through the valley of the shadow of death.? Yeah!
You can meet me there, and all the rest!
I'm getting lost and struggling to make it out
Fighting for infinity is blood never shed.
Here we are again.

If nothing else
I celebrate the existence of being.

Holding On - by: unknown forgotten

I am afraid to say
But once born in me as a child was an evil laid to break
And as I wander the lonely city streets
I can ever feel it pounding beneath my skin
It nearly ruptures my heart every earthen night
It practically explodes my brain when I am left alone to think
And all the while I look to Jesus
And he calms the fiery flame

oh woe is me (HA!) - by: unknown forgotten

I don't really eat anymore
I'm never hungry
I don't really love anymore
I can't find a way
I don't sleep anymore
There's no time to waste
I don't do anything anymore
I just sit around and wait
I don't do anything anymore
Such a sad time
I just sit around and drink
HA!
I am
I am everyone and everyone else.

So welcome to the future- by: unknown forgotten

This week is like bizarro week
I don't work I don't fret
I have time to do chores and time to waste
I can stay up late and sleep in too
I can meet with friends whenever
I can be free like everyone I know
I can worry but it does no good
I can lay back or do good but either way I'm just killing time
I can meet you or be afraid and nap
And can correct wrongs or just make it all wrong
This is bizarro week where things play as they may
I can do anything, but I don't really have any control
I need someone to take the handle and move me in the right way

You already know when I know I've gone too deep into nothing.
Ouch.
Then it can't hurt worse when I sink in quicksand.
Huzzah. Help me.

Different Now- by: unknown forgotten

Well that's over
And I've been thinking
New things need to begin
I've got a question for you
And some things to say