October 2010
i can only tell you what it feels like
and right now there’s steel knife in my wind pipe i cant breathe
But i still fight while i can fight
and as long as the wrong feels right its like im in flight
high off of love, drunk from my hate
the more i love her the more i suffer
i suffocate
and right before im bout to drown
she resuscitates me
she fuckin’ hates me
and i love it, wait
where you goin’
I’m leavin’ you
No you aint’
Come back
were runnin’ right back
here we go again
im superman with the wind in has bag
shes lois lane
and when its bad its awful
i feel so ashamed
i snapped
who that dude
i dont even know his name
i layed hands on her
i never stoop so low again
i guess i just dont know my own strength
…
you ever love somebody so much
you can barely breathe when your with em
you meet
and neither one of you even know what hit em
got that warm fuzzy feelin’
yeah them chills used to get em
now youre gettin fuckin sick of lookin at em
you swore youd never hit em
never do nuttin ta hurt em
now youre in eachothers face spewin venom in your words
when you spit em
you push
pull eachothers hair, scratch, claw
bit em’
throw em’ down, pull eachothers hair
so lost in these moments when youre in em’
its the rage that took over
controls you both
So they say its best to go your separate ways
guess that they dont know ya
cause today
that was yesterday
yesterday is over
its a different day
sounds like broken records playin over
but you promised her
next time ill show restraint
you dont get another chance
life is no nintendo game
now you get to watch her leave out the window
guess thats why they call it window pane
…
Now i know we said things
did things
that we didnt mean
and we fall back into the same patterns
same routines
but your tempers just as bad as mine is
youre the same as me
when it comes to love
youre just as blinded
baby please
comeback
it wasnt you
maybe it was me
maybe our realtionship isnt as crazy as it seems
maybe thats what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
all i know is i love you too much
to walk away now
where you goin’
puck up your bags off the sidewalk
dont you hear sincerity
in my voice
when i talk
told you this is my fault
look me in the eyeball
next time im pissed ill aim my fist
at the drywall
next time
there wont be no next time
i apologize even though i know its lies
im tired of the games
i just want her back
i know im a liar
if she ever tries to fuckin’ leave again
imma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire.
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September 2010
Drugs and alcohol??
love em….
go right ahead and do what makes you happy
doing prescrips and stuff is bad though… its just weird.. stick to the sticky green and legals and ur all good
Honestly,
I dont know where i want to be in 10 years. Right now I want to be living in a suburb in South California, close to LA. Hopefully making a lot of money :) traveling a lot, not working a lot.
aka everyones dream life…