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| i think for about no reason its time to revive this old and tired habit.
sigh.
let's try to write something happy for once, hmm... well i figured out how to save my lungs: water vapor. and exhaling. (faster?)
shit holmes this beat is whack. we should record that shit.
the idiot's guide to writing a poem/song's lyrics:
1. think of a time when you felt strongly about something. background music helps.
2. write a story about it, feeling free to bullshit as much as possible.
3. take all the obvious parts and make them all confusing and metaphorical.
4. add water and enjoy.
thinking too much, if done properly, can actually do you some good.
-brought to you by g.u.f.f.l.a.d.o.i. (ganjers united for freer learning and distribution of ideas) | | |
| i drove my heart into the lake
i crashed my heart before you came
i wash my faith in blood, sweat, and tears
i hide my faith in my hands for shame
kiss my ash, then scatter as they do
as a whole, ash does not taste sweet like wind
don't inhale the metal of this ironflower petal
if you ever wish this conflict to settle
if you are true, i will combat you too
but of the weak of heart
unproud of faith
and heavy in ash
i refuse to bury or be buried by you
-the green mage
*brought to you by baker oats(TM) brand wheedies, "a sane way to start your day"* | | |
| you had a right to say
i have not a reason to stay
join the parade
the safety charade
hero of the day
naked he's flayed
wedding gift of heavenmade
to the marriage of flesh and blade
now spew forth blood (feed nightmares)
like wine to drown my inhibitions
chorus:
(you're) already underground
so won't you dig yourself deeper
there's no turning back now
so get ready for the worst
WAIT FOR IT
WAIT FOR IT
NOT TOO SOON
FIND UNDONE
(rest)
now break like bone
crush your body, feel infinity
chorus:
(you're) already underground
so won't you dig yourself deeper
there's no turning back now
so get ready for the worst
bridge:
never feed forever
ever feel like someone else?
out:
my eyes, then my hands
now my crosshairs on you
-the green mage
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| - Lately I've been feeling smaller
Like there's more world left to conquer
and I'm caving in
(I'm caving in)
This flesh you paint with is soft like virgin corduroy
ashen white, a lullaby to wear these walls of porcelain
Always looking at the bigger picture
But never encompassed by the beauty of a smaller
On the ledge that justs out into the bottomless pit
We say goodbye alone, and alone say hello abyss
This syringe contains all my genes and chromosomes
Inject; shoot up on me, and you'll have no need for memories
This improfiled constraint reeks of another something
another somehere, too late for never, end of summer
I've been keeping it in so long, I'm overflowing & about to burst
I've been sweating tears, and I'm about to bleed tears too
i used to be high on ideas but now i'm just high on weed
ideas lost their interest and i need to dumb (down) to retrieve them
i accidentally said it right
now punish and hate it more than you hate me
acid rain provokes the one-celled revolution
as the as the falsely lead fragments gather sleep in the cave
(and decay)
your nightmares rest inside of pills an needles
feed your full mouth lies and empty promises
manic pass at a panicked past
sidewards glance at a year gone by
you don't need help to tell you
you're a voodoo doll full of needle-holes
and i'm bleeding all over
"fuck this shit"
-ismahel | | |
| too dead to care anymore
we reap the benefits of miscommunication
throw down our hatchet
comb back your hair
take of your silver
and sit in that chair
we welcome you to the blue and gold
-elewynd | | |
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