Friday, 30 November 2007

Sometimes you can't make it on your own.

And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own

We fight all the time
You and I...that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need...I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more

I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, you're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...

Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...

Lets just sit here.

They'll give up looking for me eventually.
You need eachother.
Dont let go.
Please.

You show promising signs of failure

So you have water under you
Because I'm sure I smell a plan.
Tap in to your inner superhero.
And come and get me.
Because this isn't going to get done humanly.
The casualties will pile up.
There is something I've been wanting to say to you.
I don't really talk and I dont know why.
Your gonna be ok.
I can feel the walls closing in.
If I'm not back by 8 promise you will go without me.
I can't leave without seeing your face again.
Can't leave without seeing this all over again.
Oh my.
Ordaned in the night.
Since when was this so cheep?

Cut the red threads...

Invisible, like a ghost, lost in transit.
I’m not sure what I am.
I’m not sure who I am.
I’m not sure there is even a me left.
So empty without the giggled around.
I am just a cover for something far more sinister.
Oh please oh please oh please touch me inside.
That way I might feel on fire again.
I love the passion in the voice.
In the guitar and the bass, the drums and the way they move a room.
I need something on par.
I’d love to wake up to someone in the morning.
Listen to them whisper my name in security.
I would love to have someone to cling to while I fall again.
Falling again.
Always falling.
Oh say this is it.
Say this is it.
Don’t say next time please.
I want this to end now.
I want this to cease to be.
Oh you were the lucky one to pass in your sleep.
Please when I go to bed tomorrow.
Don’t wake me up until this ends.
The innocent are going.
And September ended long ago.
There’s been so much rain I’m not sure where it and the river begins.
There is no identity here and you can’t lose.
If you don’t own in the first place.
I can’t wait to here the bluebells ring again.
And everything flourishes.
I love to watch walls.
There the only things that don’t talk back to be.
I miss my cat how sad is that.
Because in the beginning he was the one who sat with me though the night.
When no one else remembered me.
I feel forgotten.
Feel like rotten.
It’s hard not to change.
This place does things to you.
I want you to get the hell out of here.
Underneath it all, am I still a good person?
“good for you honey”
I think…maybe…
I’ve been thinking about this last year.
I’ve done things I would never have done.
I’ve let people down I know I have.
I’ve burned bridges that were breaking anyway.
Built new ones.
And then started to burn them down again.
I’m leaving the country tonight.
Ok in mind only.
Take me faraway.
When I take the capsule it’s a holiday from myself.
A holiday from my own mind.
My own mind is just upstairs.
I can tell it anything I want. I can tell it anything at the moment.
But I can’t seem to get the words out.
Can’t make anything out.
Too late for “your ok”
And “We’re going to make it though.”


Thursday, 29 November 2007

I thought that you needed me more.

I feel broken,
Fuck you and your fucking friends.
You would ditch me in a fucking breath,
Wouldn’t you?
Well you fucking did that to me today didn’t you.
You fucking ditched me.
Fucking bitch.
Well next time you can’t be fucking bothered,
I wont be bothered either.
You know I should have learned the millionth time round.
I’m done with friends.
They’ll only ever leave you.
Done with meeting new people.
“These friends are, new friends are golden”
Your fucking WRONG
WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG
There not fucking golden.
There as fake as fucking yellow paint.
Standing in moonlight but black on in the inside.
I’ve given you a part of myself.
Time and energy
And you don’t give a shit do you.
You don’t care.
You don’t get it.
Oh I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate me.
I fucking hate how you fucking make me laugh.
And still I fucking cling.
Because I can’t stand to be alone,
And I do stupid things by myself.
In Between Days make me feel like I’m alone.
I don’t want to live here.
Shit I wish I lived anywhere but here.
Why am I do I feel like I am constantly just counting down the days
Until I am no longer a social suicide.
That’s all I am.
Remember that next time you walk down the street with me.
Maybe I am nothing.
Maybe I’ll be remembered for nothing.
I hope I’m remembered for being nothing.
Because that is all I am.
Drink down the gin and kerosene.
And then set myself on fire.
I still have a “disease”
Your all the fucking same.


Sunday, 25 November 2007

In reponse

"Our friends will all make fun of us,
And we'll just laugh along because,
We know that none of them have felt this way."

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Tsubasa

asa ga kuru made tomoshita akari wa kaze ni mi wo yurashite
toosugita asu hikari ga hoshikute kyandoru wo mitsumeteta

fukasugiru yoru kodoku wa itsudemo sei no jikkan wo kureta
kotae wa nai kedo kokoro ni hikari wo tomosou

konjiki no joukei ga kuro wo asa ni nurikaeteyuku
kimi no mune ni ikiru tsuyosa wo sou tashika ni ataete

I cannot wait for the morning. Because no one wants solitude.

tsunaida yubisaki sae mamoritai yo sono koe mo yureta kami mo kono te de
riyuu wa nai to shite mo asu wa kimi ni

narihibiita mezame no koe wa takaraka de
shizukana kodou mune ni himete kono yoru wo akasou
tomoshita hikari wa kokoro no yami wo sotto terashite

amaku yureta veruvetto no heya de
rou wa tsuma wo tatete kizuato wo nokoshi
yuruyaka ni adeyaka ni dinaa wo

asa ga kuru made kogoeta karada wa nukumori wo sagashite
suberikonda shiatsu no sukima wa biroodo

konjiki no joukei ga kuro wo asa ni nurikaeteyuku
kimi no mune ni ikiru tsuyosa wo sou tashika ni ataete

I cannot wait for the morning. Because no one wants solitude.

tsunaida yubisaki sae mamoritai yo sono koe mo yureta kami mo kono te de
riyuu wa nai to shite mo asu wa kimi ni

kowaresouna zouka no bara wa azayaka de
terasareteitai akai yume ni kono heya wo someyou
tomoshita hikari wa kokoro no yami wo sotto terashite

Insted all I found was a letter

sometimes i wonder what goes inside my mind
when i thought that i could make it though this
this is the end for me.

Friday, 9 November 2007

Here and Now

Gonna fall apart first.

Be My Little Rock'n'Roll Queen.

Love me like you fucking mean it.
Don't pay me lip service.
It doesn't wash with me.