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-Freak Out-

To My Baby...this song is like woah. [18 May 2004|04:50pm]
[ mood | lonely ]

"Broken"--Seether

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
You've gone away, you don't feel me, anymore

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
You've gone away
You don't feel me here anymore

-Freak Out-

WHOA. [18 May 2004|08:47pm]
[ mood | disappointed ]

Think of your favorite current world power, and apply:

Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range, feed amber waves of grain
To less human beings, zero feelings...

Blame it on -
Human nature, man's destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star-spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation

Father, what have I done?
I took that .22, a gift to me from you,
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean, polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell
Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt,
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine,
There's a carcass of my brother William

Brother where, have you gone to, I swear
I never thought I could
I've see so many times
That told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will ensure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns
The church and N.R.A.
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faith
The storybook's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan
20 year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California - a twenty dollar fine
Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someone's bitch

Don't think
Stay
Drink your wine
Home
Watch the fire burn
Be
His problems, not mine
Safe
Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling, for every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale, and you can get a good deal on it
And make a healthy profit
OR MAYBE - tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear
Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez-faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone
Gone

The man who used to speak performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad, they found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit mislead
It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head
Like a Barry Manilow
Jingle, I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care
Make you care
Not designed to make you care
Make you care
They're betting you won't care
You won't!

Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when a million others tried?

We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity
One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain

The going gets tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe

Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go
On with our lives
We know the truth
But prefer lies
Lies are simple
Simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat
Live in decline
Be the victims of our own design
The status quo
Built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members, Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host -
He's got his, and I've got mine
- Meet the Decline

We are the queer We are the whore
Ammunition In the class war
We are worker We love our queen
We sacrifice We're soilent green

We are the queer We are the whore
Ammunition In the class war

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