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November 26th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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stand up if you got somethin to say
sit down unless youre gonna say it
we dont have enough time to keep our mouths closed
get up and speak your mind |
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November 20th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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sittin here feelin a whole lot of fucked up
go so much to do but its fine knowin it wont get done
i dont know if im alright, if im havin fun, just floating away
yeah im sitting here all sorts of fucked up
i dont see why i dont like it so i guess i do
borderline brain dead isnt half bad |
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November 15th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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i havent felt this way in a long while
i know im hurting when i cant even give an honest smile
no matter how private or discreet
and it sucks to know you meant enough to do this to me
you meant enough to me to make me feel so low
but you did it anyways and theres one thing i know
someone that important should never make that turn
because that 'one time' turn sent me spinning around
clinging to the next nice person trying to regain ground
trying to find something new to lean on now
yeah you hurt me pretty fucking bad
youll probably ask me if im upset or mad
well no shit im upset and fuck yeah im pissed
but i know i have to accept the truth
and the truth is this
you arent a true friend like ive always been
ive always 'had your back'
but youve forgotten to cover mine over and over again
but this time you hit dead center with your own fucking hand
i didnt know that you were such a shitty friend
you havent been helpful for a second so far and i dont think you ever will be
i guess i shouldve known but i didnt know itd be like this
with this shit i cant even win
no matter how upset or angry you are
you only have to feel fucking guilt
guilt is when you know what the fuck went wrong
guilt is when you fucking spit deceit into a good persons face
swallow it up sweetheart this stuffs hard to get out |
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October 2nd, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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Her eyes went dark and I stood there screaming
This couldn’t be real in this nightmare of a place
no matter how hard I wished, I still wasnt dreaming
Each time I looked down I saw her emotionless face
I panicked and people just passed me bye
Without helping the half-dead girl off the ground
they didn't look me in the eyes, they just walked by without a sound
What if she didn’t end up being alright?
What if I had to watch my friend die?
What if it were me in the middle of the exit?
Barely breathing, barely living.
What made her different than me? nothing
A few bowls then give the needle a squeeze
I guess that makes me pretty lucky
and if this is luck, imagine what could have happened instead
next drug up and we couldve ended up dead
Here’s to one fun night, it could so easily be your last.
it could end in the blink of an eye or in the second of a breath it could be over that fast
it's so much easier than you could ever guess.
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September 20th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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Florestant street lights and burnt out hotel signs
Filled my mind with memories and my eyes with insight
And I don’t know what I felt but I felt it deep inside
It was a feeling that hurt and healed
That made things worse, that made things right
It really made no sense at all, but it was a feeling that wouldn't lie
I smelled it in the wind that still sends chills screaming up my spine
and in the heat of the night, it made me cold
The thoughts it brought and the truths it told
I watched waves crash down and my life unfold
And those street lights that I’d never seen
Brought back memories that just couldn’t be
Things just seemed so clear and clean then
and I’m breathin fine but livin sure aint easy.
This one doesn't really make sense unless you read the 3 page stoned rambling bullshit I wrote on vacation.
I kind of pieced together bits and pieces trying to describe that night sitting there... and this is as close as I feel like getting |
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July 26th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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drunken nights locked in deep discussion
makes my fears and guilt go rushing
through my veins straight to my lying heart
and it wakes me up and makes me wonder
if I'm only pushing myself further under
I've sold myself out for a few hollow friends
they don't know me now or who I've ever been
and I can sense myself slowly starting to forget
I could either open myself and let them see
or give into an endless game of make believe
I've lost every fucking ounce of sense of self and I'm only asking if it was worth it now. |
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July 18th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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you think you're living the high life
but darling, its just social suicide
you're fucking yourself over for one fucked up night. |
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July 6th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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theres no beauty in false sincerity
everything i thought i had to fall back on
was just another lie you told me
another fucking lie i couldnt see through
it hurts to know how low you went
to make me see an illusion of content
you fucking tricked me into thinking
i had something to believe in
you fucked me over because when i fell
i didnt worry,i thought youd help
i hit the ground and it hurt like hell
what i thought i had doesnt exist
best friend doesnt mean anything
just another fucking memory ill forget or miss. |
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June 17th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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ive been screaming big words
but the points choked down
'so much to say' situation
where the words just wont come out
like in a bad dream
when you cant scream
and no matter how hard you try
you cant help anything
youll only stop yelling to yell
"little girl sit back down"
didnt give a fuck how i felt
but im the only one who couldve helped
instead everything just came crashing down
jesus christ i hope youre proud
because look whos fucking crying now
it takes a lot to tear me down
but you chewed me up and spat me out
before i knew what you were yelling about. |
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June 14th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
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Im in love with the boy I barely know
Im a stupid girl with a stupid crush
I figured out your last name and I looked your picture up
I Put a heart around your face
Then wrote my first name before your last
I wish that I could tell you
but im too scared that youll laugh.
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