I know you're there,. Lost in slumber,. Step into our world,. This is our point of contact.. . Fall into the void,. And we'll drift.... Away from this place,.
Here is the tale, it's spoken word-for-word,. it may be abominable, but, yes it must be heard.. Nauseating at first, you can expect the worst,. so listen closely, as the plot unfolds....
[Verse One]. I don't know just how this happened,. Didn't think it ever could.. I'm the author of sappy love songs,. Trading in my bachelorhood.. Something snapped deep inside me,.
My old friend. Need only speak your name. To summon a smile. I knew you when we had so much more in common. It's been a while. Winter was cold the autumn was dire.
I walked into the room, and she was right there waiting.. Leaning up against the bar, well she was perpertraitin'.. Slick as snot her spandex, and blacker than some coal,.
I I love my pantalo's they fit me o so tight they make me smile with delight do you like like Five iron frenzy singing bout the pants its kinda sill ybut brings on the romance thank you for this little lesson oh.
Am i a traitor to the cause?. a cause of nauseation -. for you?..you?..you?...you......you. gave me all the answers -. what we could do,what we would do,what we should do,.
I'm going to take myself a holiday. The things I say no longer fit together. I'm going to take myself a holiday. The things I think. No longer fit. With people's ways of living.
Here is the tale, it's spoken word for word. It may be abominable,. but yes it must be told.. Nauseating at first,. you can expect the worst.. So listen closly as the plot unfolds..
I was in love once. It wasn't important. We had our share of smiles. And sunny days. We seemed so suited. We seemed so incredibly alike. No one could touch us..
Cruisin' downtown in your Camaro,. REO Speedwagon on the stereo.. It's kind of catchy,. Kind of a virus,. Cutting your hair like Billy Ray Cyrus.. You're probably bummed,.
--------------------------------. I'm burried in a pit. Pendulum is my heart. Swinging back and forth. Swinging back and forth. I remember when it started.
One missed step can make you stumble. you set yourself up for a fall. you punish yourself for each failure,. dogma beat out alcohol. when all of your principles were fashioned.
Every evening at three minutes past five. He visits the girl. Who works behind the counter. In the chip shop. He buys some chips also. She always gives him the smallest.
sdneirf tseb eht ekam yeht :sehciwdnaS. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping. Long ago I heard that sound, often lost, but seldom found, a haunting voice from minutes past, Micah had returned at last..
He smiled with contentment. As he placed the present in the box. Sealing up the wrapping paper. Waiting for the courier. The motorcycle messenger, riding through the rain.