Step right over the line
Onto borrowed time
When it's life, not waiting to die
Just waiting to divide
Counting stars and passing cars
On the interstate
The end is near, I feel it dear
But I am not afraid
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Monday, November 17, 2008
We Are Scientists
I know it's not my business
To be digging up these things I shouldn't know
Twenty years of bad descisions
Haven't taught me much at all
Seperate events you're making
Everyone pretends it's not your fault
And all of this offense you're taking
Doesn't really bother me at all
Twist my arm
Because that's the way you think you're gonna work this whole thing out
You know you own my body
But don't think that you control my mouth
Another textbook situation
Everything I think I know I've read
What's the point of medication?
It only makes me wish that I were dead
It's pretty clear that you are me
It's written here on every single page
I'm spitting blood, I'm not stupid
I can read it all over your face
Having every question answered doesn't help
When you're not supposed to know anything
To be digging up these things I shouldn't know
Twenty years of bad descisions
Haven't taught me much at all
Seperate events you're making
Everyone pretends it's not your fault
And all of this offense you're taking
Doesn't really bother me at all
Twist my arm
Because that's the way you think you're gonna work this whole thing out
You know you own my body
But don't think that you control my mouth
Another textbook situation
Everything I think I know I've read
What's the point of medication?
It only makes me wish that I were dead
It's pretty clear that you are me
It's written here on every single page
I'm spitting blood, I'm not stupid
I can read it all over your face
Having every question answered doesn't help
When you're not supposed to know anything
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Snow Patrol
Cut my eyes out, dear
So I can't see your smug grin
You're right
You always win
Untie my hands now
I'm game up to a point
And we're well past bedtime now
All this time away
And I'm freezing cold now
And her look turns me to stone
I'm closer to the truth
She just hates being on her own
So I can't see your smug grin
You're right
You always win
Untie my hands now
I'm game up to a point
And we're well past bedtime now
All this time away
And I'm freezing cold now
And her look turns me to stone
I'm closer to the truth
She just hates being on her own
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Louis XIV
Well it’s a minor altercation
Despite your hesitation
By all agrees that you will see how we’re causing quite a sensation
So publication of needing motivation
Your mother says it’s OK outside the subway station
You’re taking off your stripes
Even your knees are nice
I’ll tease you with a knife until you’re screaming for your life
I think so too
And you surrender
Can I spend you up?
You’re my illegally illegal tender
Well it’s a minor altercation
I looked into your eyes
And pushed your buttons and levers
You said you’d see until we agree and kindly said whatever
And you like my loving better
Cause’ you said so in a letter, that said return to sender
My illegally illegal tender
Two in the pocket is better than three
And three in the pocket is better than four
And five in the pocket is better than six
And put them together then pick up the sticks
It takes a lover that will love me like no other
It takes a lover that knows I love her like no other
Despite your hesitation
By all agrees that you will see how we’re causing quite a sensation
So publication of needing motivation
Your mother says it’s OK outside the subway station
You’re taking off your stripes
Even your knees are nice
I’ll tease you with a knife until you’re screaming for your life
I think so too
And you surrender
Can I spend you up?
You’re my illegally illegal tender
Well it’s a minor altercation
I looked into your eyes
And pushed your buttons and levers
You said you’d see until we agree and kindly said whatever
And you like my loving better
Cause’ you said so in a letter, that said return to sender
My illegally illegal tender
Two in the pocket is better than three
And three in the pocket is better than four
And five in the pocket is better than six
And put them together then pick up the sticks
It takes a lover that will love me like no other
It takes a lover that knows I love her like no other
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Nightmare of you
I can find the reasoning to not get mad at the morning rain so long as you're waking up to it with me. I know what you're going to say before you even know how to say it. No I still don't have my shoes. And if I don't see you soon I just might lose whatever is left of my mind. I know, I know, I know that I'm so crazy. I know, I know, I know because you told me so. And there's nothing in this world that's quite prescribable that makes me feel the way I feel when I look into your eyes.
Everyone is going out but you will keep me in tonight even though you aren't here with me. You make me want to find God, you give me meaning for the means of my universe. Oh, the end would have no end. And if I don't see you soon I just might lose whatever is left of my mind. And there's nothing in this world that's quite prescribable that makes me feel the way I feel when I look into your eyes.
Everyone is going out but you will keep me in tonight even though you aren't here with me. You make me want to find God, you give me meaning for the means of my universe. Oh, the end would have no end. And if I don't see you soon I just might lose whatever is left of my mind. And there's nothing in this world that's quite prescribable that makes me feel the way I feel when I look into your eyes.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know
His house is in the village, though
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep
His house is in the village, though
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep
We Are Scientists
Making my escape
Telling myself
That everything's in shape
But me
How long can this take
Telling myself that
Everything is great
Well how am I doing?
I've got a great idea
I'm going to wait right here
While everything is adding up
Breaking both my hands
They're telling me to take it like a man
I don't understand
Please repeat whatever you just said
Nothing is making sense
Everything is adding up
Telling myself
That everything's in shape
But me
How long can this take
Telling myself that
Everything is great
Well how am I doing?
I've got a great idea
I'm going to wait right here
While everything is adding up
Breaking both my hands
They're telling me to take it like a man
I don't understand
Please repeat whatever you just said
Nothing is making sense
Everything is adding up
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