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#1
hope i'm not missing anyone this time.
4days DO NOT VOTE FOR YOUR OWN

"I Can't Forget You"

I've wasted so many nights
Going over things in my mind
Trying to make sense
Of all these mistakes

You said "This is it.
Turn on around.
It's better if you forget about me,
It's better if you just move on."

But I can't forget you
No matter how hard I try
And I think I'll be trying
For the rest of my life.

I've been running in circles
Filling up my time
Trying to forget you
And move on with my life

I've given up on destiny
Can't believe in fate
Just some unfortunate luck
And faith that came much to late

But I can't forget you
No matter how hard I try
And I think I'll be trying
For the rest of my life.

And you're moving on
Found love again
Given up on me
While I'm still trying
To forget about you

But I can't forget you
No matter how hard I try
And I think I'll be trying
For the rest of my life.



Futility

stupid ****ing overused lines.

“i just want to be loved”...


well i do, so i’m trashing the ruins of a crowded dance room

and leaving the scraps of cliches behind in the dust

along with the tattered fragments,

sparkling remnants of my own ingenuity...

(i am an artist... i am my own...)

and writing this song.


when acceptance speaks it says goodbye

and dumps me off on my own doorstep

for my conscience to claim me

as a prodigal son at six in the morning.

so i’ll roar these tired epitaphs again

against the dying sky of my constant monologue:

no master... no worker... no tedium...

no limits... no will... no terminum...

of trivial ideas and creativity that burst

into bubbles that never got into the sky.

cut off normality... show them their mistakes in blood red terms...

they ****ing deserved it... i’ve become the unappreciated genius

i keep hearing about, ranting at diseased lecterns

about how i’ll show them...

i’ll show them.


the blueprints change.

the envenom for my tired mind has been cursed

with an antidote.

i know me (i think i met him a long time ago)

and his doom

to continue breaking down the podium

with a fist

as a conspicuous lack of life shows itself

in the pews

to provide a silent counterpoint to the hell

that is me.

and my learning.

it’s myself.

i’ll kill for talent, i’ll desecrate for anything

that might indicate my obvious inability

to express myself through someone else;

to learn under others’ own terms

and to bleach in the livid gooseberry-white

of apprenticeship...

there is a word for what i am.

autodidact. self-*****. bedroom performer.

why bother? i’ll move on again...

it’s easy to hate something you love

when it’s under the knife of another’s profession.


Remember When Goodbyes Only Meant Until Tomorrow

Verse 1:

I guess growing up

Is one of those things

It's up or down

No in between

Pre Chorus:


As things fall

theres no way around

It's like hitting a wall

And not making a sound

Chorus:

Remember When

Goodbye only meant until tomorrow

when all of the time in the world

was ours to borrow,

(just guitar plays one time without vocals on verse one)

(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)

Bridge:

When will time change

To the way it was before (bridge twice)

(Chorus)
(Pre Chorus)


My Thoughts

I think about you,
about your beautiful eyes,
your beautiful smile,
your beautiful face,

I think about you
to get the demons away
so my soul wouldnt stray,
i think about you every day.

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

When it's hard in life
when my soul strifes

I think about you
and you beautiful eyes

When satan's hate tries
to eat me whole
i think about you
and your beautiful soul

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I spend my days
thinking about your face
exept one part
then thinking about your hearth

When i was rejected
you got me accepted
and that's the reason
I think about you

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!

I miss you!
I need you!
I want you!
I love you!



Beginning or End?


Loneliness is real,

You can not deliver it,

Yet it is always there.

Happiness is relative,

It doesn’t exist,

Without being able to share.



To find a meaning to what we call life,

Is to render us complete.

Will this mean we are no longer needed?

So to find a meaning to what we call life,

Is ending the repeated cycle,

Does this mean we have succeeded?



Madness is logic,

Just without uniformity,

For that I am glad.

Sadness is stronger,

Than any other emotion,

And that drives me mad.


"Fight back"

There's been a lotta talk bout this, yes i know
it's them terrorists putting up this show,
shouldn't be scared to pick up the sword,
shove it in all of their holes,
i'll send them screaming for all they know

(at the same time as 'know')
KNOW!!

Chorus:
We have been pushed into a corner,
scared to come out of our homes,
what a desperate condition,
we find ourselves IN!(pretty long and loud 'in')

I say we FIGHT BACK!
We could TRY THAT!

All the people, so nervous, try to be safe,
hide in a cave, all this is so fake,
having a head-ache?
Think bout those who lose one of their limbs,
worse, those who lost one of their kin,
don't wannabe where they have been?
i guess we should fight back to begin
only when the feeling comes from within,
When you're ready join the army that'll punish these bastards for their sin!

Chorus:
We have been pushed into a corner,
scared to come out of our homes,
what a desperate condition,
we find ourselves IN!(pretty long and loud 'in')

Now, we all will FIGHT BACK!
(FIGHT BACK, FIGHT BACK.....) ---->echo
#6
Green, then purple
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
#7
thanks to all those who voted and congratulations to the winners. points will be updated asap