söndag 22 mars 2009

Still alive...

You have changed
I have changed
Just like you
Just like you

For how long
For how long
Must I wait
I know there's something wrong

Your concrete heart isn't beating
And you tried to
Make it come alive

No shadows
Just red lights
Now I'm here to rescue you

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise no

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise no

So silent
No violence
But inside my head
So loud and clear

You're screaming
You're screaming
Cover up with a smile I've learned to fear

Just sunshine
And blue sky
That's just how it goes
For living here

Come fire
Come fire
Let it burn and love come racing through

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise no

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise no

Learn to lose
Learn to win
Turn my face against the wind

I will move fast
I will move slow
Take me where I have to go

Oh I'm still alive
I'm still alive
I can't apologise no

lördag 7 mars 2009

Waiting for someone...

There's something wrong in your face
There's too many ghosts in this place
You let them through this embrace
Like I've never been here

I just can't stay here
It isn't my place here
You're waiting for someone
Am I better than no one?

I just can't stay here
It isn't my place here
You're waiting for someone
Am I better than no one?

There's something purer than fear
The strength of the hate that was here
If I keep you safe from your tears
It still won't be enough

I just can't stay here
It isn't my place here
You're waiting for someone
Am I better than no one?

torsdag 5 mars 2009

Varför?

Varför ska jag stiga upp tidigt på morgonen och lägga mig i vettig tid på kvällen? "för att ha en vettigt dygnsrytm" Vad fan ska jag med det till? Så jag kan sitta där själv hela dagarna och inte ha ett skit att göra och bara vänta på att folk kommer hem från sina jobb eller studier och man äntligen har nån att prata med, nått att göra.

Nej, nu går jag fan i mig och lägger mig igen... Dagsljus är för dödliga. Vi odöda föredrar mörkret.

-The assassins knife plunges into his heart and he smiles. Its finally over-

måndag 2 mars 2009

What its like...

I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the down side of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
Smoked the finest green
I stroked the baddest dimes at least a couple of times
Before I broke their heart
You know where it ends
Yo, it usually depends on where you start

God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in these shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose.