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Lyrics-

*ted's is the center of the galaxy*
lets get lost one more time
seems there's nothing left to do
g-force pulls me in
tearing my flesh in two
i've marked each street sign with blood
given every tree and rock a name
we'll loiter in the graveyard (where we buried our broken hearts)
and pick up on unfinished games.
chant down your concrete walls
and meet me in the woods
tell stories by the fire,
the last kings of a dead neighborhood.
drop the compass.
you don't need it.

*quiet*
screaming to fill this room
these four walls without a door
only in dreams it seems i'll find the voices
i'm looking for
dreading each moment of solitude
silence is golden, but gold's the dead weight of despair
exchanging precious words with you is more valuable than air.
(someone please speak) is it quiet, or is it just me
(i wonder why) looking for a connection to be
(wasting so much time) each minute is a darkest hour
(without a glimmering sign) is anyone out there?
without a bond or connection
or the drive to just not care
i see no bounds of night and day
just a thousand different shades of grey
i can't condemn the sky more than i already have
mark these words, mark these words,
reality's rotting, cold and dead.
i guess i'll stretch each word so literally when i'm here
all by myself.

*reminder*
i'm not the least bit surprised
its clouded your eyes
mind over matter reversed through your lies
your pulse races on cus you're dissatisfied
ambition attrition, c'mon, dammit, TRY!
you can't drug this world
you can't hide
all consumed by apathy, you've given up and died
i remember the times when we'd talk for hours
what the hell happened? how did it sour?
your heart keeps on beating
your lungs keep on heaving
but are you still living?

*nerdiness is...*
for you i'll cut my words short
something just doesn't seem right for you
i guess it wasn't fair
to wish for a story book ending tonight
(this feeling in my blood will never mean a thing
i'm no ideal with a castle and a diamond ring
it doesn't make a difference whatever tune i sing
the fact just still remains that i had no business asking
don't need your goddamn perfume, cus i've got acidic rain
the sulfur smell of sidewalks striking, waking up my brain
you saw right through it all, my best attempts are slain)
for you, i'll understand
fate never pulls any favors
for you, i'll recognize
you can't feel whats not there
in an imperfect world
and this imperfect place
i've learned my imperfect words
will set things straight
i'll get what i deserve-
it must be something else.
1999 wasn't so kind
life goes on
i've got my stack of comic books. you're washed away and gone.

*cartwheels+dodgeball*
i'll tear you down (further)
the fabric of time, you're guilty of murder
the difference between living and staying alive
is the reason your knees buckle so easily. there's a reason why.
despondency is all i see
wake up with a stronger purpose
this unimaginably big world
will crush your bones
while i hear the warm buzz off summer crickets
i can't hear your screams, the lesson is learned alone.
the risks we make measure what we take and what we have to give
you won't have to say, you'll never say "i wish i had lived"
breathe in until it hurts
and save yourself.

*dildos*
dildos