I may have just learned to shut up.
I've been in such terrible mood swinging phase its pissing me off.
Recently I've been praying.
Praying for the strength. Praying for more strength. Praying for ultimate strength for others.
I haven't prayed so much for such a long while.
I dunno if my bloated stomach's been affected because of the whole negative aura that's been conjuring around/within me.
Sigh this is depressing. How like that.
How. Like. That.
I NEED TO FIGHT THE DEMON IN ME.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Resident Evil: After Life
There's the routine which I never got routed into.
There's the bitch in me I could never get used to.
There's the idealist in me whom I haven't got in touch with.
There's the siren in me I've yet to release.
There's so much more to know when I thought I knew enough.
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System of a Down - Toxicity
Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds is a past time activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
No, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds is a past time activity
The toxicity of our city, our city
No, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
No, what do you own the world?
How do do you own disorder
Now somehwere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans' hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans' hearts
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There's the bitch in me I could never get used to.
There's the idealist in me whom I haven't got in touch with.
There's the siren in me I've yet to release.
There's so much more to know when I thought I knew enough.
******************************************************
System of a Down - Toxicity
Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds is a past time activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
No, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds is a past time activity
The toxicity of our city, our city
No, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
No, what do you own the world?
How do do you own disorder
Now somehwere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans' hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the mans' hearts
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