So you say you want an improvement. I try and try to lose the difference, but its so unbearably tough to keep going when im get punched and kicked from every side of my life. Every person seems to not understand that i dont like the situation either. I have plans for myself that i have never been able to acomplish. Plans that involve more then just me.
Get up, get out, This is your wake up call, We run this town and you can fight us all, We keep on coming back for more, And don't think you can hold us down, We'll tear this building down, Try to be careful what you say. Give it up, your tact is astounding, Find your place and leave us with some peace of mind, You do this every time. So here's to another better year, We've crossed that thin line, Don't try to hold us here, If for just this once you'd think of us, I hope you're happy with yourself. Get up, get out, Who's gonna break our fall, When we don't back down, hey're gonna seem so small, We keep em running for the door. Just when things will come back around, It's too late for them, they're heading straight for a meltdown, I'm not a part of your cliché. Give it up, your tact is astounding, Find your place and leave us with some peace of mind, You do this every time. So here's to another better year, We've crossed that thin line, Don't try to hold us here, And if for just this once you'd think of us, I hope you're happy with yourself. Just think about, just think about everything, Be careful now, be careful what you say, Run Away. This is the life we show, this is the life I lead, They can never take this from me.So here's to another better year, We've crossed that thin light don't try to hold us here, And for just this once you'd think of us, I hope you're happy with yourself. So here's to another better year, I hope you're happy with yourself.
So sweet I can hardly speak
You do such trauma in my teeth
But your body language is telling that you’re worth the pain
So weak I can hardly keep
Shake your legs, holdin’ up my feet
But your body language is telling me that I’m not to blame
Practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense
I’ve become what a mother wouldn’t want in a son
And I have done a few things I regret
Like practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense
To me
Wake up, the first light, you and you calling out
For your criminal court
Then you fled the scene upon being ripped free
Conversation in sued
And I want to do so many things to you
Sit back, just sit
You insist you’re ahead
Sit back, just sit
Yeah, I swear I can feel it
Practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense
I’ve become what a mother wouldn’t want in a son
And I have done a few things I regret
I’ve become what a mother wouldn’t want in a son
And I have done what a mother wouldn’t want
What a mother wouldn’t want in a son
I’ve become what a mother wouldn’t want in a son
And I have done a few things I regret
I’ve become what a mother wouldn’t want in a son
And I have done what a mother wouldn’t want
What a mother wouldn’t want in a son
Practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense
Practice makes perfect
Practice makes perfect sense
To me
call it a cope
lets start splitting hairs
i'm drinking too much i'm on my way to drag it out
go to sleep with the pressure of everyone
watching and waiting are yours for the taking
but i still have my doubts
i said before you ask which way to go
remember where you've been
stay awake
get a grip and get out your state
from the weight of the world just take
a second to set things straight
i'll be fine
even though i'm not always right
i can count on the sun to shine
the medication takes a lifetime
but dreams only last for a night night
figure it out
boy you're tripping so pull yourself together
or you'll wash up like the rain
cause this step is taken
i'm making, i'm done for
i'm watching the seals disappear on the water
cause i'm not casting yet
i said before you ask which way to go
remember where you've been
stay awake
get a grip and get out your state
from the weight of the world just take
a second to set things straight
i'll be fine
even though i'm not always right
i can count on the sun to shine
the medication takes a lifetime
but dreams only last for a night
I wish to turn around and return to her warmth and laughter,
but this calling is strong, and denial is impossible.
No measure of weight can justify what now presses into my chest.
To the road, your freedom is awesome,
but does it compare to the sweet embrace of my love?
Our convictions engraved by her marvelous hands.
My ears are upon the brink of detonation,
and the mud amongst the passage of my throat is drying to permanence.
Harvest the crop of memories.
To what's true, I offer thanks.
I've found what's pure and I've found what's sweet.
We are not barren.
There are secrets, that we've been keeping
All the fire in our eyes, is going out
Into the distance, I hear them coming
And with the torches lit, I mellow out my head
We are running from the scene of the crime,
that we committed,
We're running out of time
Suspects, alibis, and partners in crime,
We are running from the day, it's not too late
It's not too late, to turn around and face what we did,
And there's crowded skeletons, hanging in our closets
Like we can hide it
We will find an alibi, to take our side
And peel away the dirt from our ski
Well he wants your blood, and he wants your heart
And he wants it NOW
When you speak, you might as well be spitting in my face
I wish you weren't so beautiful
Your eyes never cease to follow me
But I'm desperate and it's definite
That I'll give in to the power of my weaknesses
It's so obvious
This could be a gun pointed at me
Should I move or should I take this
When these angels leave
Please don't tell me that you love me
'Cause I know it won't be real
I wish I wasn't there
You're coming in between the flowers and the grave
You're coming in between him and me
But my arms are tired
You know there's only one escape girl, it's not you
All these soldiers with their whips
OH MY GOD I'M GIVING THEM THE CUE
You can bet that I'll throw it all away for her tonight
I'm oh so human and I am losing every second of this fight
Oh I almost forgot that I'm sorry
And I take back every word I said
You never learn
You seem to notice all these broken pieces
once your life is over will god be there to save you?
or will he simply laugh in your face?
is god even there?
then why doesn't he give me the answer?
the answer to the question i've been wanting answered for miles
it might kill me in the future but right now it feels so better
its the wrong decision i know it
creating hope in persons minds is so wrong
but if they could see me then
they would know
if they could hear me now
they would
please?
i dont even know
this five dollar bill keeps telling me ive fucked up
ever heard of scissors you piece of shit five dollar bill!?
so turn it up.
if its too loud, your too old
god wont save me ever
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complete?
i wish i could have just you
nothing else
just you
you know who you are
everyone else is scary
everything else hurts
every single negative emotion is in my bag that carries them
they weigh nothing but somehow keep me from moving forward with life
god damn
yeah so what if this is deep
fuck you too
whore
look i dont know if its right
i hope it is
but theres so many other things i need to do before i do this
its just so hard for me to see things the other way
and im not good at making quick decisions
i better not hear any of that bitches bitching
or it will go right back in
i dont know what the fuck is up
i think im bi polar..
i cant remember anything..
funny thing is... im not even smoking the green plant that god gave us so freely.
thanks god
i guess i could thank him for that..
maybe i need some
yup
i do
pc
crawl!
consciencious death is something we all are ment for
life wont give you nothing if you dont live for it
god is for weaklings and people who cant do it by themselves
people put the trust and there faith into someone elses hands
their bound to get hurt
black nights
every night
waiting for an answer
so put yourself in my shoes and see whats wrong with me
if know one knows then i dont either
so fuck the teachings
and fuck the writings
whats that?
sam i am?
