About Me: im a 17 year old male who is a sarcatic bastard, at least thats what people tell me, and i like to listen to music, surf the net, and hang out w/ friends. Strengths: friendly, outgoing, and humorous. Weaknesses: im not as athletic as i would like to be and i cant tell when im being sarcastic or not. Special Skills: i have an uncanny ability to be turned down by every woman i ask out. Weapons: i like to use a lead pipe or a sledgehammer. Motto: i want to live the way i type - fast, and w/ lots of mistakes. If any one wants to contact me or something my e-mail is at the bottom of the page. NO SPAM!
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Lyrics:
Life is but a dream, Drifting on a stream, Consciously it seems, All of what remains, Ego brain.---
Fear waits for us, when the present can't be sealed, away, gold dust, now the dishes can be cleared, fear waits, for us, till the moment is revealed, then turns to rust for the mighty conquered meal.---
And the little boy stared, into the eyes of the night, button collects price of his time, lil girl glared, sheets of denial, the bullet connects to the price of her crime.
Now the little boys sees, through the eyes of delight, levers erect note of his rhyme, little girl bled, sheets of the night, the lovers connect to the price of his dime.---
You see my pain is real,
Watch my world dissolve,
And pretend that none of us see the Fall,
As I turn to sand,
You took me by the hand,
And declared, that love prevails over all.---
I have a problem that I cannot explain,
I have no reason why it should've been so plain,
Have no questions but I sure have excuse,
I lack the reason why I should be so confused.---
you said we were an accident
with accidents you never know what could have been
so we were an accident
youll always be my favorite one---
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
cold, cold, cold,
Cold silence has
a tendency to
atrophy any
sense of compassion.
between supposed lovers
between supposed brothers.
(I know the pieces fit. 7x)
I know the pieces fit!---
I'm back down.
I'm in the undertow.
I'm helpless and I'm awake,
I'm in the undertow.
I'll die in the undertow.
It doesn't seem that there's a way,
out of the undertow.
eu-pho-ri-a
My Interests
Sik-End Sites
Angelfire - Free Home Pages
The Best On-Line Journal Site
Search Site
Hang Out for People
Hilarious Comic
Official WWE Website
Stupid Videos
For When Your Bored
Cool Site for Students of All Ages
Music Stuff
Funny Stuff
Funny Junk
Games, Flash Movies, & More
Site I Found, Cool Stuff
The Greatest Quiz Taking Place
