Saturday, January 29, 2005

~Phase Of The Unreal~

Phase into the real.
Like 180's on a wheel.
Remember the feel?
The feel of being unreal?
Of course you do...

Phase into the backdrop.
Like Backing into shadows.
Remember what made you stop?
You took it to the top.
Yeah you did...

Phase into my hands.
Wrap around like elastic bands.
Instead through my fingers like sand.
You make me sink on dry land.
I remember this Lie...

You've said it before.
I've heard it from a thousand lips.
I've had it pulled out.
Torn into a thousand rips.
But I don't care anymore.
I don't dare anymore.
Because It's not there anymore.
It's not inside anymore.
And I just don't care for a whore.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

I know who you are.
I know where you come from.
I know where you've been.
I know where you're going.
I know why every night you can't seem to shut your eyes.
And every morning you're tired.
I don't know where you sleep. or who with,
But I know you.
I remember you.
I know where you are.
I've been there before.
I know the hole that is eating away at your soul.
I know It's bite.
You do too.
I know you.
I've been in your shoes before.
The ones that leave your feet sore.
I know the sips you take.
I know the stuff you're around.
I know the feelings you feel.
The thoughts you think.
I've been where you are before.
I've been there!
I know you!
I was there once too.
I'm better now.
And now that I see clearly,
The "hole's" shape is rather odd,
Come to find out...
It's shaped like God.


Sunday, January 02, 2005

~Back Stabber~

I'm not crazy,
Just a little insane.
I'm gripping life.
But reality is the only thing I can attain.

Made a call...
Heard I bawl...
But I'm glad,
thats why the tears fall.

I'd say you've been there,
And you know what It's like...
Being alone.

But I swear you hadn't been there,
You don't know what It's like...
Being alone.

I'll wonder about your next light switch.
But I swear I'll never even twitch.

Because I'm through with all these soap operas,
And all these plays.
Because now that we're through,
I swear I'll have better days.

Thanks for the ride,
But here's my stop.
Don't follow me...
It's better here without you.

(Grab a Knife... Everyone is doing it)