sexta-feira, 26 de outubro de 2012

It Doesn't Matter


And I guess it doesn't matter
I know that I seem scattered
I can't help feeling this way
it's as fucked up as they say

Walking around with this broken heart
the same one you tore right apart
I am everyone and nobody all at once
I am presence and I am absence

I can be everything and nothing
I spent all my life constantly acting
I am a fluke, an error, an accident
I bring pain, I'm your eternal ailment

And you... you are painfully beautiful
and I... I am excruciatingly disgraceful
we are surely not a passion meant to be
even all the people in the world can see

But sweet mistakes bring memories
of our burning lustful sweaty bodies
melting and dissolving into one...
One night's bliss is better than none.



segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2012

Worlds Apart


The pain of birthing this world is not mine
but it's not yours either so why do you cry?

You drive around in your fancy cars with a smile
living fancy and living large on other people's dime

Your crocodile tears certainly don't move me
your mouth spews out words that'll never set me free.

Your vacant eyes are broken mirrors that can't show
if within your tanned manicured carcass lives a soul.

And as I sit here writing these simple words from the heart
I finally realize that we are absolutely worlds apart.



My Present Surroundings


I am already dead
but I'm still here.
I'm driven by pure anger!
I've stripped myself of fear.

She says one thing 
he spews out another...
My mind is blown away
by one and the other.

They're so precious!
So fucking brilliant
with their bought degrees
that aren't worth a cent!

All they have is the right name
and know all the right people
I'm bored, tired of this game.
I'm surely not as feeble

As they are known to be.
Trust is ill spent on them.
They live to pretend
but will never be your friend.

They're liars and backstabbers
waiting for fresh new prey.
They can have my carcass
I hope they choke on me!




I am already dead
but I'm still here.
I'm driven by pure anger!
I've stripped myself of fear.

She says one thing
He spews out another...
My mind is blown away
by one and the other!

They're so precious!
They're fucking brilliant
with their bought degree
that aren't worth a cent!

All they have is the right name
and know all the right people
I'm bored, tired of this game.
I'm surely not as feeble

as they are known to be.
Trust is ill spent on them.
They live to pretend
but will never be your friend.

They're liars and backstabbers
waiting for fresh new prey.
They can have my carcass
I hope they choke on me! 



quarta-feira, 10 de outubro de 2012

Me and My...


Me and my heart
have different opinions
Me and my eyes
can't read the captions
Me and my brain
solve complications

Me and my feet
Walk for miles
Me and my hands
wipe tears from my eyes
Me and my mouth
spew out old sighs...