When we question our authenticity, we become more real than ever before.
Dec 21, 2010
Dec 19, 2010
Dec 18, 2010
Dec 14, 2010
From Autumn to Ashes.
Beautiful chords can't cover up the broken voices, the hidden lyrics.
Your heart is on your sleeve and there's no turning back.
Transparent bodies in a sea of magnifying glasses.
Every soul has a scar, everyones walking with spears in their backs.
We all know the end of a row all too well.
A blessing and a curse, a chorus without a verse.
Haunting and repeating until your hair is ripped out.
The circles are deep and trailed upon.
Marked with our footsteps, even the shy first strides.
We entered the ring with miles to go.
Then we realized this is no more than to and fro.
With so much drama in the LBC,
it's kinda hard being snoop d-o double g.
Your heart is on your sleeve and there's no turning back.
Transparent bodies in a sea of magnifying glasses.
Every soul has a scar, everyones walking with spears in their backs.
We all know the end of a row all too well.
A blessing and a curse, a chorus without a verse.
Haunting and repeating until your hair is ripped out.
The circles are deep and trailed upon.
Marked with our footsteps, even the shy first strides.
We entered the ring with miles to go.
Then we realized this is no more than to and fro.
With so much drama in the LBC,
it's kinda hard being snoop d-o double g.
"Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person?"
And the subtle way that they do these things,
and it hurts so much, so much like
choking down the ambers
of the greatest blaze."
Dec 13, 2010
Long were the nights
when i finally realized i never cared for your company anyway, i found another you.
he's better.
i found the freedom in myself that you always hated.
it's nice.
and because of that, we're all alright.
he's better.
i found the freedom in myself that you always hated.
it's nice.
we both already knew that..
When
i walk home alone, i feel like...
the rest of the world likes it that way.
the people in the cars can't see my face.
each step is 40 miles long.
each street is long as the ocean.
the rest of the world likes it that way.
the people in the cars can't see my face.
each step is 40 miles long.
each street is long as the ocean.
Dec 11, 2010
Dec 8, 2010
Strategic Numerical Audiences.
1. Your unnecessary excuses are getting a little out of hand.
2. I hate the face you've been wearing for the past month or so.
3. I want your body, not your dumb, one-track mind.
4. We live the same life, in two different worlds.
5. I miss when you used to laugh, not at someone's expense.
6. She's not a saint, and she's not what you think, she's an actress...woaaaah
Dec 4, 2010
Dreaming of Winters
Sing a song to the dead when your words are left unsaid.
They'll remind you of a time when you always felt fine.
With winds, words and sounds, they'll carry you to the other side of town.
You'll see a girl with a smile, and then she will leave for a while.
Now it's up to you, take with you the words and sounds,
or forever be lost, just waiting to drown.
They'll remind you of a time when you always felt fine.
With winds, words and sounds, they'll carry you to the other side of town.
You'll see a girl with a smile, and then she will leave for a while.
Now it's up to you, take with you the words and sounds,
or forever be lost, just waiting to drown.
Godlovesugly
There is a moment in every living things life when they feel it.
You become hyperaware of your existence and place on the earth, in this galaxy.
You start you define yourself in relation to debates and questions.
You see who you stand next to and who you're facing.
This moment may start at anytime, but it never really ends.
There are so many things that make me different than you.
I will not agree with many things that you say, but i will stand with you on other things.
I do not believe in a god.
I believe sexuality is nothing to be ashamed of,
but the state of LGBT rights in this country is.
I hate professional sports.
I love to make pictures where there once was blank space.
Smells and sights are the most important senses to me.
More beauty can come from a six string than any orchestra on earth.
I think in lists, writing them is more natural than breathing to me.
I have a very short attention span.
I find very few humans unattractive.
People interacting is amazing to me.
I try to keep a clean aura.
I like to remember everything anyone has ever said to me.
I miss someone very much, i don't go a day without wondering about them.
Nothing is more important to me than sharing experiences with people i love.
I think i could love everyone,
if locked in a room with them for over 5 minutes.
I like being in a team or group.
I paint to not be alone.
What's breathing behind your mask?
"Cause just like a tree planted, planted by the river of water
That bringeth forth fruits, bringeth forth fruits in due season
Every thing in life got its purpose
Find its reason in every season, forever."
You become hyperaware of your existence and place on the earth, in this galaxy.
You start you define yourself in relation to debates and questions.
You see who you stand next to and who you're facing.
This moment may start at anytime, but it never really ends.
There are so many things that make me different than you.
I will not agree with many things that you say, but i will stand with you on other things.
I do not believe in a god.
I believe sexuality is nothing to be ashamed of,
but the state of LGBT rights in this country is.
I hate professional sports.
I love to make pictures where there once was blank space.
Smells and sights are the most important senses to me.
More beauty can come from a six string than any orchestra on earth.
I think in lists, writing them is more natural than breathing to me.
I have a very short attention span.
I find very few humans unattractive.
People interacting is amazing to me.
I try to keep a clean aura.
I like to remember everything anyone has ever said to me.
I miss someone very much, i don't go a day without wondering about them.
Nothing is more important to me than sharing experiences with people i love.
I think i could love everyone,
if locked in a room with them for over 5 minutes.
I like being in a team or group.
I paint to not be alone.
What's breathing behind your mask?
"Cause just like a tree planted, planted by the river of water
That bringeth forth fruits, bringeth forth fruits in due season
Every thing in life got its purpose
Find its reason in every season, forever."
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