Please say yes, please oblige
Please just listen before you fight it
I know a way you could pass the time
You could stay up with me all night
And I’ll lead the way if you don’t mind
See, I’ll take you to places that I like
We can get low or we can get high
Make everything right if you let me decide
I only want to make you smile
So come on, babe, give me a try
Come on, babe, it’s the last ride
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Monday, April 6, 2015
Significant Center
And finally, couldn’t care less
About what happens next
Deeply in love with what I see
On the projection screen
I’m wrapping cords around my wrists
To contain myself
And I’d like to soak in the colors
Become part of it
Oh, to bathe in the sound waves
Of hyperreality
It’s a force to be reckoned with
This machinery
About what happens next
Deeply in love with what I see
On the projection screen
I’m wrapping cords around my wrists
To contain myself
And I’d like to soak in the colors
Become part of it
Oh, to bathe in the sound waves
Of hyperreality
It’s a force to be reckoned with
This machinery
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Anniversaries & Unecessary Events
Not
something that I need
Makes no fucking difference to me
Whatever, I’ll just let it be
Might as well have fun, I guess
Go ahead and make a mess
And call this thing a great success
Makes no fucking difference to me
Whatever, I’ll just let it be
Might as well have fun, I guess
Go ahead and make a mess
And call this thing a great success
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
When Things Turn Over
Nothing
green under the sun
I wait
Nowhere to sit, too hot to run
Pockets in the air and I suffocate
I brush this filthy dirt
Off of my skin
One false move and I’m hurt
And there’s a million planes
The sky looks insane
The light is burning and it’s hurting my brain
And I don’t have much time
Think I might die
Isn’t it ironic cause I feel so alive?
Then I start to see things
That I don’t understand
Everything’s spinning and it’s getting outta hand
And I’m being consumed
Sinking into the ground
Vision’s turning blurry, suddenly there’s no sound
A temperature rise
As my skin turns to coal
Nothing to be left, not a speck of my soul
Nowhere to sit, too hot to run
Pockets in the air and I suffocate
I brush this filthy dirt
Off of my skin
One false move and I’m hurt
And there’s a million planes
The sky looks insane
The light is burning and it’s hurting my brain
And I don’t have much time
Think I might die
Isn’t it ironic cause I feel so alive?
Then I start to see things
That I don’t understand
Everything’s spinning and it’s getting outta hand
And I’m being consumed
Sinking into the ground
Vision’s turning blurry, suddenly there’s no sound
A temperature rise
As my skin turns to coal
Nothing to be left, not a speck of my soul
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