Tag: irrational
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Maybe Something Will Come To Me…
Doesn’t really matter does itHow I felt and what I sawMemories lost in a vacuumDrifting into a space that doesn’t existPast the outer edges of existenceSomewhere out there the wholeSolar system is floating on byLife comes and it goes without a concernAlongside thoughts of suicide and depressionThings that really hurt……
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We’ll Make It Through… Whatever It Is…
With the snow after darkLife seems so peacefulStrumming along to strings that aren’t thereThere is a darkness in our headsWhere the memories rest for later thoughtAll the times you forgot me standing thereIn the rain on a plane high above the skyOf modern thought and progressionSometimes I know, but really…
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The Pieces Seem To Fit…
You can’t have everything you wantAnd not live with a few you don’tWe aren’t machines grown in placeBuried under by dirt as we may beWe aren’t plants made of parts eitherIf you didn’t know nothing growsWith its head in the sand exceptTiny worms and these little water snakesThose things made…
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Life Presents… A Future For The Dead…
The smell is getting worseBuilding up inside my bodyDeadman’s bloat they call itSlowly dying and it showsThe skin slowly sinking inThis coffin is getting fullCramped I believe is the wordNot so sure because I spentMy time in school stuck in my headLike you I imagine and that’sWhy we are here…
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Maybe It Isn’t Too Late…
In sickness and in health the brainCan’t tell the difference but everyoneElse can see it in your eyesBleeding like daggers, sinking in like the sunI knew this meant something so I knowI had to run further away from the meaningWhat it is I wanted to say but I’m scaredLove you…
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Convince Everyone…
The serpent and the rainbowWill bring a fall beyond what we knowSevered freedoms and lost idealsThe soul grows old, but it never diesThe body only lives for a certain timeHaunted visions and a sense of purposeKneel before the serpentAnd repent before the rainbowKnow your begging and pleadingWon’t change anything…There’s no…
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You Sure Could Yell…
The lessons that come with lifeMy soap box is creaking once againMaybe… If we’re lucky I’ll have a pointBy the end of this… with any luck… maybeI seriously doubt it but here it is…Forgive yourself before it’s too lateForgive others when necessaryStop to listen before it’s too lateMight even learn…
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Running Out Of Space…
Falling asleep listening to the voicesThe ones that speak in regret and past tenseThe ones that never tell me it will be okayFalling asleep while in constant motionThey call it life, but I don’t knowThe difference between living and dyingFalling asleep listening to the voicesThe ones that speak in tonguesAnd…
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Everybody She Knew Was Going To Get The Twist…
Deviating from the fact that you don’t knowWe’re still drifting through what’s leftA made up time in space paid for with nothingThe monopoly money stacks up higher butThe good news is we still bleed the sameGreat… that makes the concrete pillow softerOur blankets made of trash somehow warmerThis cardboard roof…
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Still Pretending To Be Asleep…
Sifting through the linesOur thoughts have become tangled upIn time… words on which we dineStill starring with little left to sayI’d die if it meant anythingBravery… the courage to believe in anythingPersonally I wish I couldBut until recently it seems I never couldBelieve… a single thing ever said to meWorlds…
Chewing On Glass... 