I disappear,. I lost control,. My body's moving,. All on it's own.. I watch myself,. Walk away,. A foreign spirit,. Took my place.. . An empty stare,.
Young one's pissed after she did fought more. Necktie?. High ideals but the tongue's never listening. And the message is shit but the world is ice queen.
Introverted boy. You are not interesting, boy. You think you're intellectual. But no one's talking to you now. . I might be an introvert. To you, a shallow fashionista.
Tabloid magazines are made in hell. The falling stars are getting sucked down. We get seduced easy. We get. We get seduced. . Sell us magazines about the stars.
Feel the vapor pressure drop as the dark. steam pours out the entrance. Real cold world is swirling in to a club that keeps the life world out. Where every sense seems deathly weak from the frozen time you spent in transit..
I write down my nightmares. Stalk my dreams. Undress my future. Decode my enemies. . I give hope my money. But waste my time. Give ghosts attention. When they need denial.
Tell me what you wanted to hear. Let me do the right thing. Let me do the wrong thing. And if it's ever this clear. . I will only say it once. So turn the amps way up.
It's a scene from the movie. It's an aisle at the store. It's the view of a canyon. The sound of a sword. . It's an orchard of peaches. Your wife in the shower.
Eins, zwei, drei, vier, funf, sechs, sieben, acht. Visciouscounterpoperosion, revolution101. . Drop kick the punks, we want a change. Blaspheme the pop, call out the freaks.
The floor moves and it trembles. Old West shakes as it opens up. People are dying and. I know the cause of it all. . With so many buried. The dead twitch on crowded roads.
our training's almost done. the graduation's near. the experience of loosing the diversion of my memory. has led to no conclusion. other than i motion silently.
Was it more than attraction and a physical lust?. Her loins, my imagination, that first inconceivable touch. That I was planning, uh, I mean wishing, uh.
There's a fire in the road where a frame is burnt. And other automobiles are slowing down around the fire. Lanes are backed up and people get all anxious inside.
Casual sex, is it irrational?. (Yes). I think it's time to find out why. And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime. . In a dream there's a dolphin and a soldier.
Zero's coming. Guess who's hiding from programs set to year?. It's some coding veterans. Brokers, priests, and analysts. Systems of transporting could stutter.
I'd sleep on the white tile lobby floor. And pace until the time to visit starts. The bright lights are on but I'm away. . How nervous a voice sounds on the phone.
In the beginning there was semen,. In a deep mound of flesh,. And a crest that traveled,. On a wave of their own mess.. . Through a tunnel of mucus,. And onto a vault,.
W dont need:. cars, pools, trophies, jewels. soap, straws, software to tell us we're lost. sermons, rules, prophesies ending in doom,. more like humans, more like meat, primitive culture for minimal needs.
all the doctor talk. of all the doctor trouble. all the time payed off. but there's a night to remember, when the quarters stopped. diving in the cup.
I'm paralyzed and things could. Change for you as well. You're not so bad off now. You can move anything you need. . I'm not this way because of an. Emergency I caused.