Archive for July, 2005

Peace:Final Denial

Friday, July 29th, 2005

You’re living the life that they create
Isn’t that what you wanted
You’re singing the song you used to hate
Isn’t that what you wanted
You are thinking of their union right now
Isn’t that what you wanted
You are cursing your own sacred vow
Isn’t that what you wanted

THis is your so called peace o’holy mind
The pinnacle of the mountain that you climb
this is your final denial to the significant other
Your final answer that they wont even bother

You’re labeled the worst kind that can get
How does it feel to be abused
You’re sitting in this angry chair of regret
How does it feel to be confused
Bailing out during the winter time
How does it feel to be accused
Hiding inside ’til the weather’s fine
How does it feel to be used

THis is your so called peace o’holy man
The final door to your sought divine
The final place to sink inside your hole
The final peace that’ll swallow you whole

My Weekly Standard Woe’s Menu

Sunday, July 24th, 2005

Hey U
My weekly standard woe’s menu
Come on Judges let’s be heard
There’s no healing in your word
Subliminal bullshit is what I crave
Another justification from another slave
Moonlight drive and the house of love
Dead words for all of the above

Hey Blue
What’s a creation left do to?
Black n bruised I stand corrected
Condemn me now I lay convicted
Though my Japanese incantation’s protected
Though my improved incarnation’s evicted
In the end somehow I knew
It’s your Hitler against my Jew

My weekly woe’s menu
Nothing left to do
My weekly woe’s menu
Nothing felt so true
My weekly woe’s menu
Give me something new
My weekly woe’s menu
I’ll sure miss you

SOBERISM

Friday, July 8th, 2005

Ichi the killer wont you sate my filler
and just give in to your wonderful sin
The old white woman with a megaphone hand
Yell to my ears your dogmatism stand

What’s wrong with a lil lunacy
Tip toeing up and down hypocrisy
Mr. Keenan’s moment make me mellow
A trace of smoke with a pint of yellow

The friendly backstabber keeps changing role
The cynical writer with a life-size hole

Goddamn you for making me feel
Goddamn me for questioning your deal
Goddamn them for keeping it real
Goddamn…….

Tighten up your jaw prick and just swallow it
Take it downright you pussy just feel it
Pornography will soon be taking over
Immaculate substance that no one would tamper

(Another easy escape you cheapo)

Goddamn you for putting me there
Goddamn me for waiting another scare
Goddamn them for saying it’s fair
Goddamn…….

Gwen Stefani with no makeup

Thursday, July 7th, 2005

This uncontrollable urges to see me thru
I’ll give everything for something new
Some of this, lack of list
Some of that, unimanagable bliss
Lil’ bit of denial, for another peace
Don’t wanna Don’t wanna Don’t wanna be just another piece

So pure, natural unintentional
Don’t you ever know who you are
Unintangible yet so goddamn comfortable
Will I ever know who you are

The Children are all insane said the King
Should he live thru 30 would he still sing the same

So pure, natural unintentional
Don’t you ever know you’re my muse
Unintangible yet so goddamn comfortable
Will I ever know that you’re just a ruse

I made you up, You’re not real
I made you up, You’re not real
I hurt myself, you’re not real
I please myself, you’re not real