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July 23, 2006A compelling or constraining influence,
such as a moral force on the mind or world, PRESSURE.
To be undecided or skeptical,
to tend to disbelieve and distrust, to regard as unlikely, that’s DOUBT.
The condition of being insufficient or falling short,
decline in strength or effectiveness, FAILURE.
The instinct to run, to back away, or give up,
to need, want, reach, steal,
the feeling to always want more, and to take more,
the loss of breath at the sight of a car accident,
to drive by, never being able to feel satisfied,
and to reject anyone who tries, and this is my life.
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July 06, 2006Alright, the song playing in my head when I woke up was rather odd. I don’t know the lyrics, because it is in Spanish, and I don’t speak Spanish. I can’t even spell the name, but I do know that it is in two pretty good movies: The Big Lebowski and Man on Fire. I think it’s like ‘oyo com ova’ or something like that. Oh well, it’s a pleasant song to have fingers cut off to…
the inner workings of my mind...
July 05, 2006From now on, I am going to try to put the lyrics of whatever song is stuck in my head or I am listening to when I am on here. I do this because, well, some of you aren't guessing very well, and the songs that get stuck in people's heads offer a great insight into the inner workings of their mind. But you may not want to look too closely at mine: it's not the most organized, or safe.
I'll take with me every single luxury when I leave you can
Count on me for that and nothing more
(Count on me for that and nothing more)
The view from this side's not what
The view from this side's not what
I thought it'd be, promised something different
We close our eyes and let go of the wheel
It's not the quantity that bothers me
(no it's not the quantity that bothers me)
No it's not the quality that bothers me..
It's the means, twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
Twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
Well all young children listen, 'cause they've got so much to learn
(Turn it in, tune out)
We'll get you home in time to make the rent
(...Should be for free for being me)
It's not the quantity that bothers me
(no it's not the quantity that bothers me)
No it's not the quality that bothers me..
It's the means, twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
Twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
I do, I don't need you like you think
I do, I don't, I don't need you like you think
I do, I don't, I don't need you like you think
I do, you don't you just don't... leave me alone.
It's the means, twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
Twenty-twenty surgery
Well, twenty-twenty surgery for cheap
Dollar signs doll up a picture perfect point of view
You're so sensitive
I am, I am a machine.
You're so sensitive
I am, I am a machine.
You're so sensitive
I am, I am a machine.
You're so sensitive
I am, I am a machine.
'twenty-twenty surgery' by taking back sunday
"Kezia, my darling, please never forget this world's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette,"
Said my mother through lips that were cracked with love and toil
before she added, "the warmest of blankets is six feet of soil"
She had a perfume called Pride that smelled a lot more like Shame
When she walked into the room I was sleeping, heard her curse my father's name;
It was our situation, our position, our gender to blame
It was the lonely grey of my father's eyes staring back in the mirror's frame
"Mother, I'm shaking while I write, tonight I'll stay awake and try to breathe away my fright
There's a letter waiting for me that I have yet to read cause I know it's not from you
And you're the only one I need, I'm tired and I'm cold and I want to go to bed
But there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun will instead"
'she who mars the skin of gods' by protest the hero
Well, to read the lyrics of that last one, it doesn't sound so great, but it really is an incredible song.
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July 04, 2006I’ve not got much to say, but this song has been stuck in my head all day. It’s a good song, but after the 57th time, it begins to get old. I hate waking up with songs stuck in my head for no apparent reason!
Hate all the blood on my hands
And the sins that bleed from my soul
Take it all away make it
Go away
Stand up for bein' the last one to control
(But) what you can't see is bein' the last one to know
Fade into a dream
Try and save me from myself now
Save me from myself now
Fallen from the world
If I could ever breathe in the
Air maybe then I wouldn't suffocate
Face all the things that were
Real to me long ago to save my
Name I never thought it would
Be such a long way to fall
‘suffocate’ by sevendust
I usually wake up with another song playing in my head, but it’s one of those that I rather enjoy having stuck there. However, I completely understand why this one gets stuck frequently, seeing as it is one of my favorite songs.
Breathing deeply, walking backwards,
finding strength to call and ask her
Rollercoaster favorite ride,
let me kiss you one last time
Leave me standing here, act like I'm not around
The coast will probably never clear, can I please go home now
I had that dream about you again
Where I wait outside until you let me in,
and there I stay
Lay beside me and listen at the wall,
we'll keep on lying until the summer comes
I had that dream about you again,
where you drive my car right off the fucking cliff
And now I`m breathing deeply, walking backwards,
finding strength to call and ask her,
Rollercoaster favorite ride,
let me kiss you one last time
Make me promise that I will never tell,
all I remember's the way her bedroom smelled
I had that dream about you again,
where I wait outside until you let me in
And now I'm breathing deeply, walking backwards,
finding strength to call and ask her
Rollercoaster favorite ride,
let me kiss you one last time good night
Good night
‘roller coaster’ by blink 182
