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4/24/2010
Amphetamines
Now I'm breaking slowly,
media is screaming in my ears.
But they can't control me;
can't live of my insecurities.
So take a breath of amphetamines.
Laugh at all the kings and queens.
I don't really care
but by all means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
Education teaches us.
Sit down; stand up, don't make a fuss.
Break the bank; not break the rules;
We'll become the governments next tools.
Can't catch a break; only catch the crutch.
Our great city has a poison touch.
A child born to a broken home.
A home born to a broken land.
So take a breath of amphetamines.
Laugh at all the kings and queens.
I don't really care
but by all means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
And as the sky burns out
and the ground caves in.
We forget who we are
and let death cling.
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Stop.
I take a breath of amphetamines,
but can't laugh at all the kings and queens.
It seems I really care
and don't by any means
cut out the hearts of our sullen teens.
4/22/2010
Jonestown Suicide.
I walk through the quiet streets of Jonestown,
my thoughts spin as I turn and look around.
I only see body's sprawled on the land,
To bring the freedom and justice as we had planed.
Yesterday there where a thousand people in the street.
Yesterday I'd heard the pitter-patter of youthful feet.
Yesterday my dear Jones had said.
If we can't fight them living we must fight them dead.
With a vat filled with water and cyanide touch
we drank for freedom, justice, and such.
For those to young in there infancy years,
we gifted them syringes with the poisonous tears.
Every woman, man, and child takes their turn.
To follow Jones orders it to what we all yearn.
In but a few minutes we all will pass on,
To live in freedom and justice foregone.
my thoughts spin as I turn and look around.
I only see body's sprawled on the land,
To bring the freedom and justice as we had planed.
Yesterday there where a thousand people in the street.
Yesterday I'd heard the pitter-patter of youthful feet.
Yesterday my dear Jones had said.
If we can't fight them living we must fight them dead.
With a vat filled with water and cyanide touch
we drank for freedom, justice, and such.
For those to young in there infancy years,
we gifted them syringes with the poisonous tears.
Every woman, man, and child takes their turn.
To follow Jones orders it to what we all yearn.
In but a few minutes we all will pass on,
To live in freedom and justice foregone.
4/21/2010
Youth
Break it down,
we're breaking all around.
No one's safe and sound
and we can't find a way to win.
We're young and and we are bold,
terrified to get old.
We're screwing up the world
and I don't think we even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
I complain about my life
when I don't got any strife.
yeah my life is 'pree good,
and I'm not misunderstood.
The world is like my stage,
but you where the same at my age.
Ignorant and young,
obnoxious and dumb.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
So,
we're driving you insane.
Like you'd rather slit a vane
then listen to another moment of our stupid smother.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we're breaking all around.
No one's safe and sound
and we can't find a way to win.
We're young and and we are bold,
terrified to get old.
We're screwing up the world
and I don't think we even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
I complain about my life
when I don't got any strife.
yeah my life is 'pree good,
and I'm not misunderstood.
The world is like my stage,
but you where the same at my age.
Ignorant and young,
obnoxious and dumb.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
So,
we're driving you insane.
Like you'd rather slit a vane
then listen to another moment of our stupid smother.
We're trouble,
a puddle
of angst is washing in.
Surrounding,
and drowning,
we've filled up to the brim.
I can't stand myself,
and I don't even care.
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
We're trouble,
a puddle
Surrounding,
and drowning,
4/18/2010
Their Bain.
I see a million taken down,
I see you washing in their blood.
I hear a child breaking down.
I hear they blamed me for their flood.
I walk this one last broken street,
I heard that they where once strong.
They crawl behind with broken feet.
Their cries are their only song.
Can't fight the pain,
Can't stand the shame,
Don't want to be insane.
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I need a break from broken bones.
I need place to call my home.
I need to get out of this hate,
I need to get away.
I see a woman broken down,
I see the mud you made her crown.
Can't believe this is the world.
Can't believe this is my world.
Can't fight the flame,
Can't stand the strain,
Don't want them to be slain.
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I need a break from broken bones.
I need place to call my home.
I need to get out of this,
I need to get away.
I see the world and all it's pain,
I see how we have caused it.
I can't believe how we stand by,
Too numb,too cruel to commit.
Can't fight the blame,
Can't stand the rain,
Don't want to be their bane,
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I can't fight.
I see you washing in their blood.
I hear a child breaking down.
I hear they blamed me for their flood.
I walk this one last broken street,
I heard that they where once strong.
They crawl behind with broken feet.
Their cries are their only song.
Can't fight the pain,
Can't stand the shame,
Don't want to be insane.
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I need a break from broken bones.
I need place to call my home.
I need to get out of this hate,
I need to get away.
I see a woman broken down,
I see the mud you made her crown.
Can't believe this is the world.
Can't believe this is my world.
Can't fight the flame,
Can't stand the strain,
Don't want them to be slain.
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I need a break from broken bones.
I need place to call my home.
I need to get out of this,
I need to get away.
I see the world and all it's pain,
I see how we have caused it.
I can't believe how we stand by,
Too numb,too cruel to commit.
Can't fight the blame,
Can't stand the rain,
Don't want to be their bane,
But can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I can't fight this.
I can't fight.
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