What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain.
There's the pitch, slow and straight.
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero, but I'm a zero.
Hungry nights, once again
Now it's getting unbelievable.
'Cause I could not have it better,
But I just can't get no play
From the girls, all around
As they search the night for someone to hold onto.
And I just pass through...
Singing...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Singing...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Get your hands off the girl,
Can't you see that she belongs to me?
And I don't appreciate this excess company.
Though I can't satisfy all the needs she has
And so she starts to wander...
Can you blame her?
Singing...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Singing...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Tell me there's a logic out there.
Leading me to better prepare
For the day that something really special might come.
Tell me there's some hope for me.
I don't wanna be lonely
For the rest of my days on the earth.
Oh...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Singing...
Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
Singing...
Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
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So much crap to do. I get side-tracked way too easily. Way too easily. I was supposed to get at least half my paper done today for my E-business class but didn't get a chance amongst the psychitude of May. Now, I blog instead. Haha. Oh man. Anyways, May is going to be kick-ass I say. I'm determined. April 29 will be the Audition in Buffalo, NY. A day to chill, then Bamboozle 2009. Crazy-ass bands attending. Crazy-ass times to be had.
Lately, I can't help but hate myself for letting go. I hate the fact that I say one thing, and things turn out completely opposite. Right now, I'm not supposed to be where I am, what I am. At all. Fuck.
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Monday, August 25, 2008
Between You and I
Would you believe me if I said I was sorry
The question wasn't mean to hurt,
It was just my fear of losing you.
And now you're filling all the space that surrounds you
I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed
Where you gave yourself to me.
Where I gave myself to you.
Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you
And maybe it's the last few drinks
Taking over my mouth and all I've been thinking
I want you to know that I am fine here without you
But I can't bring myself to lie to you.
And since we're being honest, I feel I should tell you
I've been filling up the empty space between you and I
Between you and I, she could never compare to you
Between you and I, I still keep your pictures underneath my bed
Where she gives herself to me.
Where I give myself to you.
Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place, oh...
Yeah...
Maybe it's all for the best,
I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Yeah the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
This post will be dedicated to the future.
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As leaves will soon fall all around, we know change awaits us. We go back to structured schedules, regular sleep patterns, and thinking before just doing. We go back to familiar faces and familiar places. We go back to academia, studying, and trying. For three short months, we were able to escape it all. We were able to diverge off the path of our so-called lives, and now it's time to get back on it. Now, it's time to say goodbye. Goodbye to summer, goodbye (for now) to some familiar faces, goodbye to not caring, and just plain goodbye. But where there is change, there is possibility. The possibility of success. The possibility of opportunities to learn new things, to meet new people, to start over again, and to not make the same mistakes. The possibility of something different awaits us.
The question wasn't mean to hurt,
It was just my fear of losing you.
And now you're filling all the space that surrounds you
I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed
Where you gave yourself to me.
Where I gave myself to you.
Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you
And maybe it's the last few drinks
Taking over my mouth and all I've been thinking
I want you to know that I am fine here without you
But I can't bring myself to lie to you.
And since we're being honest, I feel I should tell you
I've been filling up the empty space between you and I
Between you and I, she could never compare to you
Between you and I, I still keep your pictures underneath my bed
Where she gives herself to me.
Where I give myself to you.
Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place, oh...
Yeah...
Maybe it's all for the best,
I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Yeah the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
This post will be dedicated to the future.
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As leaves will soon fall all around, we know change awaits us. We go back to structured schedules, regular sleep patterns, and thinking before just doing. We go back to familiar faces and familiar places. We go back to academia, studying, and trying. For three short months, we were able to escape it all. We were able to diverge off the path of our so-called lives, and now it's time to get back on it. Now, it's time to say goodbye. Goodbye to summer, goodbye (for now) to some familiar faces, goodbye to not caring, and just plain goodbye. But where there is change, there is possibility. The possibility of success. The possibility of opportunities to learn new things, to meet new people, to start over again, and to not make the same mistakes. The possibility of something different awaits us.
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