Why Doesn't Anybody Like Me?
Maybe you don't understand it, what keeps them awak at night. What goes through their little minds. When you turn off the light? Always having to say sorry tears are stained on the pillow. like the light of the moon they can't be one, can't exist without the son. Let's think clearly for a while, can he shine without a smile? Why am I alone, with no one to be found? Looks like they know what's best for me. Why doesn't anybody like me I don't understand? Guess I'll have to crawl inside and I don't know why. I'm sitting by myself when the problem isn't mine. Been around the block a few times, been beat up by all his friends, learning life is like a maze that never seems to end. Like an open book, blank pages left for only him to write. Life is short this chapter takes so long, can't tell the right from wrong. It's so hard for you to place an expression on his face. Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand? Why my friends and family left me, at six years old he won't be taught a meaning to this mess. He'll just have to take a guess, and make his own plan, and we'll never see the child that was forced to be a man.
Packing up the pictures in an old show box. It's so silent I can almost hear you walk down the hall standing in front of that window. If heaven is so high then why are you so low? Does it feel that you're taking back the love that made him real? In the darkness you will always see his face and I could never take the place of him today I'm sleeping in. Woke up it's too late and I should be in school. There's always something wrong when you ignore the rules. Never want to see myself in front of that window. sucking up your tears didn't want to let me know much. Raching out your hand for one last touch. Take me with you everbody here is fake and I don't wann feel the same when you give in. In a lifetime time will always take our place. But I will lay here shielded from the pain. This is a long time from today, you gave me all that I could take, and gave me strength to carry on. In the darkness you walways see his face, and I don;t wanna be there when you do give in. In a lifetime time will always take our place and I will lay here shielded from the pain. I do whatever I wan you never let me down. I always know when lost somehow you're found. Although life has all these consequences now and that's ok , abd that's ok.
Fairytale Of NewYork
It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew I turned my face away And dreamed about you Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for me and you So Happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time When all our dreams come true. They've got cars big as bars They've got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you It's no place for the old When you first took my hand On a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me. You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was swinging,All the drunks they were singing We kissed on a corner Then danced through the night. The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day. You're a bum You're a punk You're an old slut on junk Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed You scumbag, you maggot You cheap lousy faggot Happy Christmas your arse I pray God it's our last. I could have been someone Well so could anyone You took my dreams from me When I first found you I kept them with me babe I put them with my own Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around you.
I see you clinging, stereotyping just to feel comfort,just to belong desperate for meaning to make sense of your life. Let me try to make you understand you got it wrong. You're not gonna catch me waving flags over my head. Looking straight and standing tall. I refuse to build the wall adding my own bricks that seperate us all. I'd rather die than be a part of your pride. This ain't the homeland they've written books on. Bever have been there, how would you know? Following footsteps that will get you nowhere and lving by some rules that were made up one hundred years ago. You're not gonna find me diggin through my family tree just to find out who I am. I don't need to know that I'm linked to some murder to live on the same land. I'd rather die than be a part of your pride. So it looks like I'll be here for a long time now, some things are better left mysteries. Can't change the future when living in the past. So do what you want and I'll decide my own history.
When I'm awake at night sometimes I picture you and hear those words again you said, "I'm leaving." I couldn't hold you down and not to expect that you would drown. I'm a clown but no one's laughing. Maybe you're from another plant, one I want to invade. It's all been said, to me you're dead and it's time to turn your page. I'm not sure what it was that led us down a dead-end road. Some of those signs can be quite deceiving. I knew you favorite things, didn't know that one of them was someone else. I'm done believing. Some day there will be understanding everyday is a tragedy. It's me you blame but it's the shame that you will always carry that you will always carrie, that you will always carrie.
Let It Slide
I spend a day or nine, then finally realize. There's really nothing going on so why should I try to shake leaves? When there's no one in my tree , that I should care about. Let it fall, let it rise, let it be and let it slide. Let tomorrow come and take my mind away. I see the world get by and watch my friends get high. i really don't care who's to blame. Thye love to point fingers at you.`Cause there's nothing else to do, but waste away my time. Let it fall, let it rise, let it be and let it slide. Let tomorrow come and take my time away.
Six Degrees From Misty
When you were little she sold you out, out by the ounce the drugs and alcohol was free. Or maybe it was your imagination. Friend of the family, but now the foe. She gets inside your mind with everything you smoke. That's why your conspiracy comes from some words she spoke. The rain is controlled by misty, who's one but feels like three. She always has to be behind every little problem I face. I'd drive to Ireland but there's a lake between the land. She hired private eyes to follow me. Maybe I'll go to Paris and France? And meet the Pope and someone to be with for life?? A place far way where she never could find us here??? Everything bad is a "misty" she's hiding in that tree. I'm swimming at the beach and she's got submarines and high technology. She runs my life and in my dreams at night and everywhere I go. I'm always six degrees from misty.
Coming Too Close
There was a time when you would come and go. Now there's no time left to react. Just as it starts to heal in comes a bitter end. Well you were already to leave my side and then... You're coming too close and I can't pretend. That'll I pick you up or let you come in again. We've been through this before so please understand that nothing in this heart can save you from the pain you seek. if you pick up the phone please don't call me. No one can save you from the undertow. Nobody can blame you for the past. Just as I started thinking. "Everythings Alright." You showed us surely that yiur tenth time was your last. Yesterday i saw you falling to the groundseems like things get worse when no one is around. It's not ok.
What's wrong with everyone? There's a panic in their eyes. Like others getting close are aliensin disguise. They smell conspriacy on the lips of dearest friends, reminds me of a time long ago, they think it's the end. Of what we all created, used to love but no we hate it. Life is as simple as the mind it lives in. The truth is a waste of time when we're conditioned to udnerstand lies are the right war as we watch the blind leading the blind. Everything that we see is anothers suffereing. Learn to enjoy the message your TV is delivering. You're safe behind the glass like being at the zoo. The face of guilty thoughts turns around and looks just like you. Don't want to be anothing vctime, but you watch them suffer organized, de-sensitized and trained to wake up at six AM, go to work, come home and in bed by ten.Where the feeling is safe and warm, horrified by any change, living by consensus destroys us. Paint pretty pictures at the same time will do us more harm.
It's been so long since you've been here and I'm dieing, is there something you would like to say? Just drop the present on the shelf by the flowers and make the feeling go away. Looking back I can't recall who was listening. When I used to walk the streets at night, like a bird that used to sing, I was flying I was hapy all the time and it's hard to look back. Better days and different ways I can't explain. Another song to sing it all was simplified. Don't know what it's about, what have I learned to live without? It takes a day to live a life. I can't believe that way the world is. So different. Look what the lines in my face have made, living in my bed. I'm right next to the road. The one that goes the other way, takes me to a different place. Did you know that I was just as young as you. I had a job, a home, a family and a car. Did you say that yesterday or just right now? You'll never know the feeling of my bleeding heart.
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