Monday, August 30, 2004
Sunday, August 29, 2004
blue mailboxes- by: unknown forgotten
The cherry fell from my cigarette to the ground
I picked it up to eat it and pulled off it's stem
Like the kind that's in your head attached to your brain
The ones from the monkeys that the Chinese eat
During celebrations where there are dragons in the street
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Full of paper and news stories
About car crashes and murders
The same ones that are all over TV
The one in our house is old and small
We don't have cable, just for the internet
Where there is everything anyone ever wanted to know
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Full of coins but mostly quarters
One of the new ones from Texas
The wind was so strong I saw semi-truck blow over there
There was no writing on it's side
Like billboards that are blank and unused
In the middle of nowhere like Montana
I drove all night through there
A bird flew in front of the van
There was a lot of roadkill on the road
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
They used to have machines that sold cigarettes
You can smoke them in bars but you can't smoke cigars
Cubans are the best
I hear they're good at boxing too
I've never been in a fight
Violence in movies is alright with me though
No good ones have come out lately
Just commercials for teen-chick movies
All advertising and propaganda for young girls
The mall is full of it
It's just down the street from my house
I hear the foodcourt has almost every type of food
But not monkey brains like the Chinese eat
During celebrations where there are dragons in the street
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Which reminds me of something else
The cherry fell from my cigarette to the ground
I picked it up to eat it and pulled off it's stem
Like the kind that's in your head attached to your brain
The ones from the monkeys that the Chinese eat
During celebrations where there are dragons in the street
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Full of paper and news stories
About car crashes and murders
The same ones that are all over TV
The one in our house is old and small
We don't have cable, just for the internet
Where there is everything anyone ever wanted to know
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Full of coins but mostly quarters
One of the new ones from Texas
The wind was so strong I saw semi-truck blow over there
There was no writing on it's side
Like billboards that are blank and unused
In the middle of nowhere like Montana
I drove all night through there
A bird flew in front of the van
There was a lot of roadkill on the road
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
They used to have machines that sold cigarettes
You can smoke them in bars but you can't smoke cigars
Cubans are the best
I hear they're good at boxing too
I've never been in a fight
Violence in movies is alright with me though
No good ones have come out lately
Just commercials for teen-chick movies
All advertising and propaganda for young girls
The mall is full of it
It's just down the street from my house
I hear the foodcourt has almost every type of food
But not monkey brains like the Chinese eat
During celebrations where there are dragons in the street
By the blue mailboxes and newspaper vending machines
Which reminds me of something else
Heading South- by: unknown forgotten
Water logged
Such a sad song
with the hiccups
And the mohawk all crusted
I'm rushing forwards to anything
Hoping only to be revived
Soaking up the blood I lost
Covering the vomit I spilt
Iron , copper and aluminum
The rust that lays against old ships
Creaking wildly against their unuse and abuse
Crushing barnacles in between and beneath
The wheels screeched for a moment
Sparks flared into the air
And slowly yet slowly
The train moved out of my way
Water logged
Such a sad song
with the hiccups
And the mohawk all crusted
I'm rushing forwards to anything
Hoping only to be revived
Soaking up the blood I lost
Covering the vomit I spilt
Iron , copper and aluminum
The rust that lays against old ships
Creaking wildly against their unuse and abuse
Crushing barnacles in between and beneath
The wheels screeched for a moment
Sparks flared into the air
And slowly yet slowly
The train moved out of my way
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Premonition- by: unknown forgotten
She walked through the blue fields
The sun set easily
The moon hung low
Though the sky was still blue
The earth rumbled mildly
The trees began to quake
The birds all fluttered wildy
As the world imploded
She walked through the blue fields
The sun set easily
The moon hung low
Though the sky was still blue
The earth rumbled mildly
The trees began to quake
The birds all fluttered wildy
As the world imploded
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Who would believe it
But I'm big on romance
A soft delicate touch
The glimmer of an eye
The warmth of two as one
A delicate kiss
All these I miss
The world surrounds me with romance
But none of it I possess
But I'm big on romance
A soft delicate touch
The glimmer of an eye
The warmth of two as one
A delicate kiss
All these I miss
The world surrounds me with romance
But none of it I possess
Never drink last nights water.
It is tainted with the sorrows of yesterday.
It is the poison of the past.
It yields the blood off your unholy lips,
which carry the destruction of life.
It is tainted with the sorrows of yesterday.
It is the poison of the past.
It yields the blood off your unholy lips,
which carry the destruction of life.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Everything is decent
And yet I crumble
I've got that feeling
Like I forgot something somewhere
Something important
Something from my soul
And yet I crumble
I've got that feeling
Like I forgot something somewhere
Something important
Something from my soul
Now listen carfully darling
There is a reason I have come
And it is for nothing else but you
You're the reason I'm standing here
Holding you so close so dear
No in between shall divide
No other can compare
There is one reason I am here
And it is for nothing else but you
There is a reason I have come
And it is for nothing else but you
You're the reason I'm standing here
Holding you so close so dear
No in between shall divide
No other can compare
There is one reason I am here
And it is for nothing else but you
Lifecycle- by: unknown forgotten
I like to hit walls
Every now and then
Wouldn't say I like it
But I hit them none the less
I like to use up all my reserve
And have no one to fall back to
Wouldn't say I like it
But it happens none the less
I like to breakdown
Late at night and all alone
And realize though I can fix this
I don't have the means to
I like to dream about the future
Of what I can do next to improve
But I never get there
I've a hard enough time keeping going as it is
I like to hit walls
Every now and then
Wouldn't say I like it
But I hit them none the less
I like to use up all my reserve
And have no one to fall back to
Wouldn't say I like it
But it happens none the less
I like to breakdown
Late at night and all alone
And realize though I can fix this
I don't have the means to
I like to dream about the future
Of what I can do next to improve
But I never get there
I've a hard enough time keeping going as it is
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Whilst I slumber I am still OKay- by: unknown forgotten
Whilst I slumber I am still OKay
These days ain't so bad as they seem to be
The world turns and shit happens
But yet I slumber well
My mind is clear
My body healthy and strong
My dreams are straight and true
As far as I can tell everything is well
Can you hear me sleeping?
It's like a hurricane or a storm
Though I lay motionless and peaceful
It is a force to be reckoned with
The stereo is on and playing love songs
My heart is big and beats audibly loud
And I dream of all you out there
And it feels as if I never slept a wink
This reality is a dream
And my dreams are reality exposed
I can still only hope
I can only hope
Whilst I slumber I am still OKay
These days ain't so bad as they seem to be
The world turns and shit happens
But yet I slumber well
My mind is clear
My body healthy and strong
My dreams are straight and true
As far as I can tell everything is well
Can you hear me sleeping?
It's like a hurricane or a storm
Though I lay motionless and peaceful
It is a force to be reckoned with
The stereo is on and playing love songs
My heart is big and beats audibly loud
And I dream of all you out there
And it feels as if I never slept a wink
This reality is a dream
And my dreams are reality exposed
I can still only hope
I can only hope
Monday, August 16, 2004
Sunday, August 15, 2004
We're all preaching lies
And we don't even know
We're all low life scum
When we have no idea what we're doing
We're all out of control
With no basis to set our standards
So we buy motorbikes
And ride through the night
To our hearts content we roll
As fast as we can we weave through the streets
Carving away with every turn,
Some part of our life we wish to forget
It is my will that I burn two stroke
And leave a cloud of blue smoke
And we don't even know
We're all low life scum
When we have no idea what we're doing
We're all out of control
With no basis to set our standards
So we buy motorbikes
And ride through the night
To our hearts content we roll
As fast as we can we weave through the streets
Carving away with every turn,
Some part of our life we wish to forget
It is my will that I burn two stroke
And leave a cloud of blue smoke
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Fat Fuck- by: unknown forgotten
He was a big man
A fat man
Joy oozed from his huge heart
Light reflected off his greasy bald head
Yellow teeth hung from his rotting gums
Spittle dripped from his stubbly double chin
Chaw packed tightly in under his cracked lip
Spitting on the floor every minute
Hands filthy as a public toilet
Hair slicked with sweat and oil
The air wavered with a stench of a sour rotten odor
The kind that lingers when guys like this don't shower for days
Fat and blubber hung from beneath his t-shirt
It itself was 2 sizes too small, sweaty, and torn off at the arms
And torn weathered boots, missing laces and smelled like shit
Or was that his ass, who knows what was going on down there
This fat mother fucker
A giant birdshit on the world
The awful thing that makes you gag reflex tighten up
That was this rancid man
One fat fuck just taking up space
He was a big man
A fat man
Joy oozed from his huge heart
Light reflected off his greasy bald head
Yellow teeth hung from his rotting gums
Spittle dripped from his stubbly double chin
Chaw packed tightly in under his cracked lip
Spitting on the floor every minute
Hands filthy as a public toilet
Hair slicked with sweat and oil
The air wavered with a stench of a sour rotten odor
The kind that lingers when guys like this don't shower for days
Fat and blubber hung from beneath his t-shirt
It itself was 2 sizes too small, sweaty, and torn off at the arms
And torn weathered boots, missing laces and smelled like shit
Or was that his ass, who knows what was going on down there
This fat mother fucker
A giant birdshit on the world
The awful thing that makes you gag reflex tighten up
That was this rancid man
One fat fuck just taking up space
Trial, Error, and Success- by: unknown forgotten
Sure you could make me cry if you tried hard enough
You could also make me rupture in rage
But why would you try harder
When you have that affect anyway
You could bring me down to my knees
Thrash me until I writhe in pain
Leave me out in the cold so that I freeze
But believe, being just who you are is enough
That blade was too sharp, it didn't hurt
Those pills weren't enough, I'm still awake
You tied that knot to loose to hold my wieght
It wouldn't be so bad if you only finished the job
Instead of maiming me and trying again
I'm beaten, there's no need for more
Sure you could make me cry if you tried hard enough
You could also make me rupture in rage
But why would you try harder
When you have that affect anyway
You could bring me down to my knees
Thrash me until I writhe in pain
Leave me out in the cold so that I freeze
But believe, being just who you are is enough
That blade was too sharp, it didn't hurt
Those pills weren't enough, I'm still awake
You tied that knot to loose to hold my wieght
It wouldn't be so bad if you only finished the job
Instead of maiming me and trying again
I'm beaten, there's no need for more