Fighting The StreamFighting the stream (treading water)Fighting The Stream
You see it all around you It stares you right in the face Open your eyes and see for yourself You ask for the latest news: She dating who and he had sex with her? They’ve pulled you in Got to try and back out now
Fallowing the TV and the music Are you going to be the media’s puppet too? You’re treading water but you can't forever Your only chance to live is to back out now But it’s getting harder and harder to tread the water Stay above the sinking crowd They’re going down
Is This Love?Is This Love?Is This Love?
Why did you force me to say I love you? I don’t want to lie, I don’t want to kill Every breath I take is another injustice I’ve done to you what I never should have I let you down and I killed you without mercy I tried to fix it but what was I supposed to say?
Why must I betray you? I do it for pleasure and for pain You groan in agony as I say the final killing word When I told you I hated you, What did I mean? Do I hate you or do I love you.
Why does it always seam to end this way? Another tombstone and anothe
StillnessStillnessStillness
The final act The last few moments They are so vibrant And always so cliché And then the stillness takes over
Death is cold and quiet But most of all It is still
A stillness that would Drive the living crazy But just makes the dead peaceful
The stillness is kept As the dead remember All they had done And all they had yet to do
Stillness rules our lives Whether living or dead After everything, we crave The peace and quiet Essentially, we desire stillness
Stillness
Missing ThisMissing ThisMissing This
I walked into the still and quiet room Something was wrong The lights were off A low whimpering comes from somewhere inside
I quickly rush to the sound Only to find that you’re silently crying I sit down beside you Not a word leaves either of our mouths
One arm slung around your shoulder I pull you in close Keeping the stillness unperturbed
I can feel your tears wet my shirt I simply run a hand through your long hair I’m at a loss for words And for once, it seams better that way
For once I&#
They Say I'm Through With YouThey say home is where the heart is That puts us homeless three quarters of the week,They Say I'm Through With You
Writing desperate letters to our lovers Hoping that they'll return speech.
They say that absence makes the heart grow stronger Then my body must have the strength of a boxer, Forlorn by the door Abandoning the image of you next to me.
They say that love is ever lasting But that never meant a thing to you, We don't believe in fairy tales We don't follow fools, We just cut our necks at the same time And say our loves through.... (I'm through with you) We ju
Pay Up
...sry
Tired
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Superfluous-
1. being more than is sufficient or required; excessive.
2. unnecessary or needless.
3. Obsolete. possessing or spending more than enough or necessary; extravagant.
in a away i am all of these things and yet i am none
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"Mournful and yet grand is the destiny of the artist."
Franz Liszt
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Lion: *holding up sign* If you are reading this sign, you are standing too close to me and will be punched in three seconds. Trois... Deux... Un... *KO-punch*
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Superfluous-
1. being more than is sufficient or required; excessive.
2. unnecessary or needless.
3. Obsolete. possessing or spending more than enough or necessary; extravagant.
in a away i am all of these things and yet i am none
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We've come for all of your coffee and all of your muffins.
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Superfluous-
1. being more than is sufficient or required; excessive.
2. unnecessary or needless.
3. Obsolete. possessing or spending more than enough or necessary; extravagant.
in a away i am all of these things and yet i am none
--
We've come for all of your coffee and all of your muffins.
--
Superfluous-
1. being more than is sufficient or required; excessive.
2. unnecessary or needless.
3. Obsolete. possessing or spending more than enough or necessary; extravagant.
in a away i am all of these things and yet i am none
--
We've come for all of your coffee and all of your muffins.
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