Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
no sugar in my coffee.
and refresh the page,
and restart the memory,
respark the soul,
and rebuild the energy
we stop the ignorance,
we kill the enemies, sorry for the nights demons still visit me
the plan was to drink it till the pain over but whats worse, the pain or the hangover?
and restart the memory,
respark the soul,
and rebuild the energy
we stop the ignorance,
we kill the enemies, sorry for the nights demons still visit me
the plan was to drink it till the pain over but whats worse, the pain or the hangover?
(kanye you f_ing legend)
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
homeboy
might need the homeboy.
(thanks marty for the link)
david lachapelle is basically the 'god' of fashion/celebrity/contemporary photography.
Friday, November 12, 2010
your homely sense of disarray
The most familiar room
Every implement was leading to you
And your homely sense of disarray
Never once the same, always rearranged
But things would never change
In the scene between the window frame
Where the jackals preyed on every soul
Where they tied you to a pole
And stripped you of your clothes
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes
And each time they found fresh meat to chew
I would turn away and return to you
You would offer me your unmade made
Feed me till I'm fed, read me till I'm read
But when the morning came
You would catch me at the window again
In an eyes wide open sleeping state
Staring into space, with no look upon my face
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes
And when I got older, when I grew bolder
Out onto the streets I flew
Released from your shackles
I danced with the jackals
And learned a new way to move
So before you take this song as truth
You should wonder what I'm taking from you
How I benefit from you being here
Lending me your ears while I'm selling you my fears
I was a dreamer (I'm selling you my fears)
Staring at windows (I'm selling you my fears)
Out onto the main street (I'm selling you my fears)
Cos that's where the dream goes (I'm selling you)
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes.
Every implement was leading to you
And your homely sense of disarray
Never once the same, always rearranged
But things would never change
In the scene between the window frame
Where the jackals preyed on every soul
Where they tied you to a pole
And stripped you of your clothes
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes
And each time they found fresh meat to chew
I would turn away and return to you
You would offer me your unmade made
Feed me till I'm fed, read me till I'm read
But when the morning came
You would catch me at the window again
In an eyes wide open sleeping state
Staring into space, with no look upon my face
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes
And when I got older, when I grew bolder
Out onto the streets I flew
Released from your shackles
I danced with the jackals
And learned a new way to move
So before you take this song as truth
You should wonder what I'm taking from you
How I benefit from you being here
Lending me your ears while I'm selling you my fears
I was a dreamer (I'm selling you my fears)
Staring at windows (I'm selling you my fears)
Out onto the main street (I'm selling you my fears)
Cos that's where the dream goes (I'm selling you)
I was a dreamer
Staring at windows
Out onto the main street
Cos that's where the dream goes.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
sometimes you are too hyped on the idea that you are in heaven to even notice you are in hell.
the endless confusion,
giggle like a girl, happiness,
the insecurity that interjects.
wanting to run away.denial.
will you ever reciprocate?
or realize that i'm on this manic ride
(that you so innocently operate)
Monday, November 8, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
new dawn fades
A change of speed, a change of style
A change of scene, with no regrets
A chance to watch, admire the distance
Still occupied though you forget
Different colours, different shades
Over each mistakes were made
A change of scene, with no regrets
A chance to watch, admire the distance
Still occupied though you forget
Different colours, different shades
Over each mistakes were made
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tusk, just say that you want me
can not beg any more.
its humiliating.
i want the trophy.
but apparently its not a competition.
or a game.
(you said its life)
Thursday, October 21, 2010
happy birthday to me
All eyes on the calendar
Another year I claim of total indifference
To here, the days pile up
With decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrong
Into this song I send myself
And with these drinks I plan to collapse
And forget this wasted year, these wasted years
Devoted friends, they disappearTo cling to memories you'll never get back again
And to sort through old photographs
Of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know
my favorite bright eyes song.
its almost the day of my birth.
another year i claim of total indifference.
another year.
tomorrow i will post my dream birthday wishlist.
stay tuned motherfuckers.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
i walked upon the river. like its easier than land.
I live by the river and I hide my house away
In the street we walk as beggars, in the alley, faithless kings
Ah, but it's the truth of life that chains us in between
Those lost moments we steal to keep our love alive
And our prize, so tired after all the pain
And time will fade, in time we'll love....
In the street we walk as beggars, in the alley, faithless kings
Ah, but it's the truth of life that chains us in between
Those lost moments we steal to keep our love alive
And our prize, so tired after all the pain
And time will fade, in time we'll love....
Friday, October 8, 2010
If you only vouch for me
Fall into flames and you won't do it again
You've learned a lesson that you've never been taught so
Crawl into blame that you will never reclaim
It is a blessing that you'll never get caught oh But underneath we are golden
Hold them, we made them
Our hearts beat control them
Too fast, too fast for me tonight
Friday, October 1, 2010
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