non existant joy
stuck in the storm
are lonely trees
Shades of black
a mirror of lies
sought space in
your holy heart
Merry be your spirit
merry be the world
sing along the jingles
celebrate a merry christmas
Your filth alleviates my guilt
I see you survive
inspite of your filth
I see you dont
attempt to hide it
you seem to enjoy
flaunting it
or maybe you forget
to pretend
when it forces itself out
I see the false anger
when I point out
I see the clumsy smile
when i catch you red handed
and your filth alleviates my guilt
Now I see why people ask me
not to mind you
why people tell me
not to care what you think
but i never understood why
and i felt guilty as you walked by
but now your filth alleviates my guilt
The spirit might be extinct
but the memories still live
like a crushed toad yelling
a dead rose still smelling
a dead soul living
the fragrance from a dead flower
Masking the poison with ivy
hiding fiery heat in your heart
through the black of your eyes
my gut senses your lies
Suffer in sleep
think and shudder
cry and weep
submit and surrender
Intense hate wrapped in honey
your gait on a well known path
I see your itch walk past me
I'd rather pass than grapple
Not like I'm blind
I just choose to walk past
because I'm aware of the end
and I see your itch.
So close to the shore
So close to the shore
Never felt pain before
Cold water gently seeps
through a heart that weeps
puts an end to the suffering
of once-upon-a-time the water's king
Not a soul in sight
neither fight nor flight
Surrender to the water
Just take me in faster
I want to sleep in the muddy floor
take me in come open the door
All I need now is company
just someone to die with me
I hear the sea gulls cry
I see the oceans dry
make room for the big guy
to break down and cry
Happy pretense I keep
Lauging hard all day
Cry myself to sleep
Keep the smiles at bay
I've gone Zombie walking
leaving back bad memories
no more am I the King
seeking justice whatever that is
This is not what I want to be
all I wanna do is weep
shudder in the pain
dissolve in the rain
its not water that consumes
the rain stops and fire resumes
there's fire in the serene sunsets
sweet soups and in hearts
eating up the insides
turning flesh into ashes
but the phoenix rises from its own ashes
and the pheonix rises from its own ashes
This is the world my friend
Welcome yourself to the new thing
do me a favor don seem so stunned
learn to grow you fledgling
Yes your rainbow dreams do get shattered
supposedly moral people do sleep around
spirits dampen and ambitions get thwarted
and yes stars grow on the ground
Somebody sitting somewhere
with the push of a button
through hardware or software
could send you twirling to the bottom
your life depends on the mood
of blood flinging hooligans
move it now don't sit and brood
about blood sucking politicians
Honesty is an common Joke
here integrity getts rebuked
No one here's an average Joe
crack a joke and you could get booked
Dance to your boss's tunes
enact his weird fantasies
this is where sodom looms
don be rigid stand at ease
Climbing up aint so easy
cuz there is no ladder
don't be so queasy
you either feed on it or you're fodder
Part 1: time
===
to stop time
spew blood into the hourglass
or simply break down the glass
slow down the Sands of time
throw down Grains into the drain
because its ticking your life away
but blood gushing into sand
coagulates into thick slush
dont you think that distorts time?
slackening the ticking?
It's just a desperate effort
to stop time
part 2: Figure
=====
You are nothing
but a disgrace to the hourglass
it does take all kinds to make one
so why are u so hung up on perfection?
In an effort to achieve the perfect
the imperfect make the perfect imperfect
they bring shame into the hall of fame
wannabe's curse, u'll never get the name
distort the perfection, distort the fame
if you cant beat them, then you gotta maim
taint the superlative tarnish their game
so getting there is easier for the lame
What rule is this?
I can touch
I can feel
I can hold
But I cannot own
God's gone berserk
He is dancing
He is romancing
He is stomping
all over my life
Don't go outta town
the distance
the time
the days
they freeze me.
Stay here instead or
take memories along
take my love along
take me along
I'll come.
just don't go yet
one more minute
one more year
Just a lifetime
is all I ask.
Don't give up
not just yet
not just now
we've come this far
lets take it farther
Let God listen
to our words
to our decisions
to our love
and change his mind.
Sit with me, honey
be by my side
be close and near
be with me forever
God'll dance to our tunes.
Overkill
Not just fitting the bill
but going over the top
going beyond the hill
Overkill
not premeditated
neither planned nor deviced
but naturally unihibited
Overkill
go for the kill
never stop short
never be Nil
Overkill
beat them black and blue
trash them, dismiss them
eat them all, old or new
Woman, you’re the impersonation of Shenanigan
Henceforth, we’ll call you, our very own Ms. Shenanigan
It’s such a funny sight, to see you waiting for your Knight
Riding on a horse with his armour shining bright
Why do you fail to see the glaring issue?
There’s far too much of that Male-tissue.
Glad to note your masquerade is peeling
For an instant, I can actually see you FEELING!
Dissolving your impregnable mask of impassivity
It’s not anger that I have for you now, but pity.
Your only asset, that snootiness, is truly crumbling
Ms. Shenanigan, do you hear all your dreams rumbling?
Thank that noble, valorous, Templar friggin’ knight,
Of yours, who, somehow, never seemed to fit in right.
Why can’t you see, Ms. Shenanigan, my ma’am?
There’s far too much of that Male-tissue.
But why do you always end up with the wrong one?
I hate to admit it, but I have to give it to you
You’re one goddamn head-to-toe hot woman.
Now, if you ask me that’s not a good thing for you,
Cuz too much heat makes glass cracks from the inside
Just like how, right now, I can see you cracking
Yes, the glass is now creaking, it’s now breaking.
Not that I care, Ms.Shenanigan, but it’s funny
To see you shed a few tears that are un-phony
Look at you seeking attention, Ms. Wannabe-Cynosure
but when you receive it, you show disapproval pure
But, hey, look at you eating up all their compliments
Look at you looking at them, taking it all in
giving them a chance, giving them that winsome smile,
let them try, letting them think they’re succeeding,
albeit just for a minute, tiny, short, little while.
And then you suddenly decide to walk away
Because you’re beyond their reach by a long way
But what’s disgusting is, Ms. Shenanigan
How do you manage to find such a phony MAN?
Watch me shake my hips, do the grinds on my bed
Laugh, make merry and sing “haha, you’re dead*”.
*Song: Haha, you’re dead
Artist: Greenday
Album: Shenanigan
Year: 2002
Dedication: To all super hot babes(SHBs) who end up in the arms of the wrong man.
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