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domingo, agosto 29, 2010

It's time...

Sick of bein' sick, tired of bein' tired,
Feelin' like this ordeal's never gonna end,
Wanna shed the pain away, burn it in the pire,
Go at it alone, but what then?

I can't do it on my own,
Though I would if I could,
While you rock back and forth on your chair of bones
I'm lying here bleedin' askin' you for help, won't you?

It's time to take a stand, fuck the bow,
Let 'em feel our rage, let it all hang out,
Plant yourself with heavy feet, strongly on the ground,
Feel their hearts quakin' all 'round.
Drive the dagger home,
And the light finally, upon us, will be shone.

Too long have we been buildin up the man,
And bringin' ourselves down,
He takes us up only to knock us down harder, whenever he cans,
And we find ourselves lyin' hopeless scattered all around.

It' time to show 'em we got a heart,
They cannot so easily tear apart,
It's time to say, not anymore,
It's time to bring 'em back from their fairytale world,
To our shores.

I can't do it on my own,
Though I would if I could,
While you rock back and forth on your chair of bones
I'm lying here bleedin' askin' you for help, won't you?

It's time to take a stand, fuck the bow,
Let 'em feel our rage, let it all hang out,
Plant yourself with heavy feet, strongly on the ground,
Feel their hearts quakin' all 'round.
Drive the dagger home,
And the light finally, upon us, will be shone.

Ya gotta

I was born with a chip on my shoulder,
I'd apologize only I'm never wrong,
You're mean, I'm meaner, you're cold, well honey, I'm colder,
Yet when I light you up, I'll make you burn down brighter than the sun.

Ya gotta say wot ya mean and mean what ya say,
Ya gotta be who ya are no matter wot they may throw yer way,
Ya gotta stand tall and proud of who ya are shout it out,
Flip off the socialite kings and queens, fuck off sing it loud!

I was born with a fire burnin' in my soul,
And I ain't stoppin' 'till it burns out,
Yer hipocresy, superficiality, and stupidity feed it like coal,
I ain't leaving 'till I've cast all ya parasites out.

Ya gotta do what you want, and do it yer way,
Ya gotta take what you want, and take it all today,
Fuck the non-believers, they only have faith in their own mediocrity,
Ya gotta walk this earth proudly, as the giant you were born to be.

Ya gotta, ya gotta!

viernes, agosto 27, 2010

A Sleepless Friday Night...

It's a lonely friday night,
Half the world's awake, I'm half asleep,
The city lights are mirroring the stars up in the sky,
While I sit and dream of all the things I will someday be.

The ac's on, and the cold's findin' it's way into my bones,
And I have the strangest feelin' in my gut,
Everybody else is fuckin' and I'm here like a bastard all alone,
Would go out, but the nightlife here just doesn't make the cut.

Nothin' but good old me and an agonizin' cigarette,
Gonna smoke the night away and take me back to bed,
And listen as the ac softly sings me to sleep,
One more night crippled by the fact that I'm in no one's head.

Tossin' and turnin' all night long,
This hard bed might as well be made of stone,
The same old questions roamin' 'round in my mind,
If there's a god, then tomorrow I'll be outta time.

Nothin' but good old me and an agonizin' cigarette,
Gonna smoke the night away and take me back to bed,
And listen as the ac softly sings me to sleep,
One more night crippled by the fact that I'm not in her head.

Nothin' but good old me and an agonizin' cigarette,
Gonna smoke the night away and take me back to bed,
And listen as the ac softly sings me to sleep,
One more night crippled by the fact that I'm not in your head.






Fall Away

Hold my hand, and fly me outta here,
Help me stand, I'm crippled by the fear,
That I won't feel you anymore, when the night's cold,
You're walking out the door, I don't think I'll ever stop.

Breathin' you in, and breathin' you out,
Takin' in the pain, lettin' everythin' else out,
Slidin' away, through empty days,
And blurry nights, They all seem to melt together,
And fall away.

It took only the time it took for you to say goodbye,
Slippin' deeper inside my mind, with clipped wings, I don't think I'll ever fly,
It has now become a feat, this gettin' outta bed,
Always dreamin' of you, don't think I'll sleep soundly again 'til I'm dead,
But 'til then I reckon I'll never stop

Breathin' you in, and breathin' you out,
Takin' in the pain, lettin' everythin' else out,
Slidin' away, through empty days,
And blurry nights, They all seem to melt together,
And fall away.

Fall away
I'm falling away.

jueves, agosto 26, 2010

Maybe one day...

Why is it that on our worst days,
We belief in something bigger than ourselves,
But when we momentarily find our way around this maze,
We forget it all.

Why is it that on a summer night,
As we're gazing up into the stars,
We "know" there's a foolish man, living in the sky,
Quietly listening to our every cry.

Maybe one day when the mirror breaks and the black crow sings,
Like candles when burntout, our eyes will see nothing,
And we'll only come back to life when in the night, someone whispers our name,
Maybe you and I will never be here again.

Maybe one day when the mirror breaks and the black crow sings,
And we slowly flote away with the soft and calm ocean wind,
We'll feel the soothing touch of a loving hand,
And we'll hear the gentle whisper of  the wisest man.

Why is it that we can't feel the warmth of faith,
In the deepest and most hidden corners of our soul,
Why is it that when in the darkest place,
We can only feel the numbing cold.

Maybe one day when the mirror breaks and the black crow sings,
Like candles when burntout our eyes will see nothing,
And we'll only come back to life when in the night, someone whispers our name,
Maybe you and I will never be here again.

So my friend there's nothing for us to do but fly,
Live in the clouds above, way up high.
'Fore it's time to get off this ride.

It's coming...

Got myself a brain today,

And a big mouth too,
To say wot i want to say,
And always drive the truth straight through.


Before I fade away, before I dissapear,
There's only one thing I can do, one thing I can bea,
Dispite the adverse currents, gotta find the strength to be sincere,
Gotta be myself, be no one else but mea.

If it was up to me I'd see all burn,
For all you've given me,
That's what you'll get in return,
Freedom you'll feel, brimstone you'll see,
The past you'll forget, and a lesson you'll learn.

Get yourself a brain today,
While you're still here,
Fight the apathy and the heartlessness away,
May you forever soar the skies of boldness and never drown in the black sea of fear.





If it was up to me I'd see all burn,
For all you've given me,
That's what you'll get in return,
Freedom you'll feel, brimstone you'll see,
The past you will forget, and a lesson you will learn.

It's coming for me,
It's coming for you.

viernes, agosto 20, 2010

Before you walk

Dive into that same old changing river,
The same mind-numbing scene,
To the likes of which I can't but shiver,
Nothing runs as deep as it seems.

Close your eyes, forget the day,
Feel as the pain fades away,
Light another cigarette,
And slip inside your mind,

Take the time,
Take the time to look around,
And think about what you'll do,
Dump the heavy skeletons that keep you down,
Before you walk you gotta know where you're going to.

Open your eyes, though everyone's gone,
You'll never be alone,
Sing a lonely song for a sad and painful world,
And once again, you and I together, will make it twirl.

It ain't over till you ain't breathin' no more,
We still got something left, that's worth fighting for,
A very much alive and untamable heart,
It has not yet come our time to part.

It's time to look around,
And think about what you'll do,
Dump the heavy skeletons that keep you down,
Before you walk you gotta know where you're going to.

ARealRock'n'Rolla

lunes, agosto 09, 2010

A mythical city (NYC)...

I wanna be in New York City,
A place where you can just be free,
I wanna watch the sunrise from the top of the Empire State,
Then head down to the brooklyn bridge and watch the day dying away.

I wanna live in the city that never sleeps,
The one that everybody dies to see,
I wanna kiss the lady by the sea,
She who enlightens the world through liberty.

I wanna be in the city of the brave 2976,
Of those who fell but at the same time rose,
From the ashes they were reborn, like the phoenix,
Those whose stories still go on within the city walls.

jueves, agosto 05, 2010

How's it gonna be?

The train left me here without my bags,
Got nothin' on me, except for my guitar,
A pen to write about my ever present past,
And to endure all the letdowns and heartache, a mighty heart.

Every day is the same as the one before,
Though sometimes there are changes,
Things that were yesterday, sometimes aren't no more,
Those that were chained in the past, will someday become the chainless.

And that's how it is, and how it's gonna keep on bein'
No matter how hard you try
You can't keep those wheels from spinnin',
Nor us, from hearin' the silent cries, that often break the night.

At dawn, when a wave of fog sets on the plains,
I hear a symphony of unsong stories,
So much hardship, and, oh lord, the pain,
Not just in intensity, but also in colour, it varies.

And as I stand there overthrown by sadness,
I see that beatifully bumming wave break back,
The land seems once again peacefull and painless,
But if you look real closely, on my heart, you'll see the cracks.

Is that how it's supposed to be, is that how it's gonna keep on bein'?
No matter how hard we try?
Can't we keep these wheels from spinnin?
Can't we stop breaking the night, with our heart tearing cries?

If that happens to be the case,
 I'll quietly wait for the train,
To pick me up once again,
And take me away to a place,
Where I won't see tears so bitter,
That they scar a soul's face




















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THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!
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