"Baby Girl, I'm A Blur"
Baby girl, I'm a blur
I spoiled, stunted, sickened her.
God and Death are none of my concern
I'm no philosopher.
Deep in your heart, stitched the key
And only one can set me free
from the beast where I dwell
and let the saints all burn in hell.
So take what you want from me, (I'm on my way) hey
And take all I've got from me, (I'm on my way) hey
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
...
"Sorry, Dudes. My Bad."
It's too much to do on my own,
My friends I need you now.
I'm sorry that I wrecked that tour for us...
If I can't do my job,
my god, what am I even here for?...
Forever yours I am,
like the ocean to the sand.
Forever in debt to my band,
like I'm in the palm or your hand.
Forever wondering why,
like a skeptic to the sky.
Forever yours and yours and yours and yours,
I am, goodbye.
...
THREE DAYS GRACE LYRICS
"Wake Up"
...I must be running out of luck
Cause you’re just not drunk enough to ********...
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I’m not the man I was before
...
Cause you’re just not drunk enough to ********...
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I’m not the man I was before
...
INCUBUS LYRICS
"Anna-Molly"
A cloud hangs over this city by the sea,
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be,
Out there and sober as a well for loneliness,
Please do persist girl its time we met and made a mess
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize...
A cloud hangs over,
And mutes my happiness,
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress,
Wish you were here,
I'm a wounded satellite,
I need you now put me back together make me right
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize...
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare!...
Wait there is a light,
There is a fire illuminated attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while,
Wait there is a light, there is a fire defragmenting the attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while
...
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be,
Out there and sober as a well for loneliness,
Please do persist girl its time we met and made a mess
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize...
A cloud hangs over,
And mutes my happiness,
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress,
Wish you were here,
I'm a wounded satellite,
I need you now put me back together make me right
I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize...
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare!...
Wait there is a light,
There is a fire illuminated attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while,
Wait there is a light, there is a fire defragmenting the attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while
...
SAVAGE GARDEN LYRICS
"Break Me, Shake Me"
I never thought I'd change my opinion again
But you moved me in a way that I've never known
You moved me in a way that I've never known...
So break me, shake me, hate me,
Take me over,
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone
But you moved me in a way that I've never known
You moved me in a way that I've never known...
So break me, shake me, hate me,
Take me over,
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone
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Is it worth cutting over? It's not anything big. It's just a lot of little things. Do I want a scar to remind me of this mess? Perhaps. I owe it to those who I've failed. Perhaps it will serve as a long overdue mark of my genetic inferiority. Perhaps more than one is in order.
And a girl. Normally I wouldn't cut over "love" but this is different. This is confusing and frustrating. According to a certain someone I am thinking ungodly and immoral thoughts. I would hate for her to know how I feel and yet I want to tell her in case she feels the same. But I know inside that this is not the case.
She'd cut. I love that she is unstable. I'd take an insane person over a normal person any day.
I want my body to feel the pain my brain feels when this much is happening. When I look at my life I honestly question how strong my mind must be to have held up as long as it has. How can I still be allowed in public places? Surely my murdering spree would have started by now? At the very least, suicide.
Everything in my life feels temporary. I can see the end to everything plaguing me. And yet that end always seems in the future. Like that boi's moodiness: always had a reason and it was always temporary but it never actually ended. The reasons expired but the mood is permanent. I feel like all of my goals are unachievable: -the girl, -the marks, -the grace, -the money. I have no confidence in my abilities. FOR ANYTHING.
And this afternoon has shown that my lack of confidence in my abilities in substantiated.</div>
