Its dangerous business... |
I need to feel electric. Impulse and demand, much like our market.Static, sweet static. Sing me to sleep.I'd like to say it's the cold making my body shake, but we know it's the irony.Or maybe the dru...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 04:33:00 GMT |
To be honest |
I miss long nightsand driving down the 90 for forever.I miss the back crampsand WIFI in roadside McDonaldsI miss zombies in ambulancesand hiding in the backyardI miss price chopperand constantly break...
Posted by on Mon, 12 May 2008 20:18:00 GMT |
this seems popular |
write your name in a commentI'll tell you what I think about youAlso, if you have a question post it with your name and I'll answer it =]
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 22:39:00 GMT |
Why the local punk scene is a joke.[for the most part] |
Venue runner/obese tyrant Pat Flag is almost a symbol for this.Now get this, over stupid shit that happened a year or so ago, he doesn't like my friend. He made him pay double to get into the show, an...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 22:20:00 GMT |
Raven Song |
I have choirs of ravens singing my nameA melancholy anthem of regret.The tide washes ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 10:13:00 GMT |
of train station goodbyes |
for the sake of arguementlets agree I'm welland if we twist the edgeswe can make this heaven a hellfor the sake of understandinglet's spend another night madand if we twist these dreamswe can forget w...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 17:45:00 GMT |
Snow Angels in Cemetaries |
Beautiful winter, you steal my breathand with laments, the sun steals you from me.But to curse such power would crush me,but baby, these bones will break for you.When warmth sleeps, and takes her leav...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 08:41:00 GMT |
We all play dead |
Words are wasted hereWe tease, We tease the rising sunBy never letting it rise before us.Your symphony sounds more like a massacreWords are wasted hereWe tease, We tease the glowing moon.By never lett...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 21:48:00 GMT |
People like you are the leading Cause of Arson |
Tonight it's bright enough to see morning,and I'll light my cigarette off this one."To hope, to clarity, to learn."I make wishes on every bridge I burn.We're incincerating ash now,how could you claim ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 07:41:00 GMT |
Revenge is Sweeter with your Eyes closed |
No more "I'm sorrys" we're through Last time I left Your smile was what killed me Now the forgiveness is in the knife plunged in your chest Now smile, because it's the one you stabbed in my back.So fo...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 22:26:00 GMT |
