Monday, January 31, 2011
the only thing you do is look down on me
even when I give it every day
I’m breakin every sweat I can take
so who the fuck are you to take this away
now I’m stuck on words can’t get them out
it may look bleak but I can’t be weak
these empty hands, got nothing left to give
this is all I’ve got – the life I live
the memories in my head
the good or the bad
living without it
I would rather be dead
I’ll trust my mind
to search for what’s right
you can flip the switch
but I won’t lose the light
It’s my light in the dark
Monday, January 17, 2011
The end is far away.
Not getting too much sleep these days.
These things I can't explain.
Just wishing for an early grave,
but they don't understand me.
I wanna be selfish.
Only reason I'm still alive,
Can't stand to see my mother cry.
I'll suffer through.
Only reason I won't die,
Can't stand the tears in her eyes.
I'll be home soon.
The saddest thing is,
it's the only thing that I want.
I wonder sometimes why
I don't just give up and take my life.
And they have no idea,
that I'm so close to my dying day.
I hate this feeling.
There's no healing.
There's no coming back from this hell.
I want to be free from this.
Not getting too much sleep these days.
These things I can't explain.
Just wishing for an early grave,
but they don't understand me.
I wanna be selfish.
Only reason I'm still alive,
Can't stand to see my mother cry.
I'll suffer through.
Only reason I won't die,
Can't stand the tears in her eyes.
I'll be home soon.
The saddest thing is,
it's the only thing that I want.
I wonder sometimes why
I don't just give up and take my life.
And they have no idea,
that I'm so close to my dying day.
I hate this feeling.
There's no healing.
There's no coming back from this hell.
I want to be free from this.
The more things change
The more they stay the same
We can't grow
When we won't criticize ourselves
The '60s weren't all failure
It's the '70s that stunk
As the clock ticks we dig the same hole
Music scenes ain't real life
They won't get rid of the bomb
Won't eliminate rape
Or bring down the banks
Any kind of real change
Takes more time and work
Than changing channels on a TV set
The more they stay the same
We can't grow
When we won't criticize ourselves
The '60s weren't all failure
It's the '70s that stunk
As the clock ticks we dig the same hole
Music scenes ain't real life
They won't get rid of the bomb
Won't eliminate rape
Or bring down the banks
Any kind of real change
Takes more time and work
Than changing channels on a TV set
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
You know we´re all about that brotherhood
you always feared us and you thought we never could
be so queer and hard-core in this day
We´re being out and our heads are high
We´re being out and our heads are high
No more fear we can´t hide
It´s our lives it´s our love
It´s our time it´s our pride
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
We´re all about that brotherhood
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
i have a friend that doesn't care and it bothers me to know that if we fought he wouldn't try to reslove it. i wasn't telling you what to do, i thought if you really cared you'd be able to understand. so there's nothing you can do when everyone turns their back on you, when they use what they know will hurt you it gets harder to forget.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
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