LYRICS OF MY LIFE
[Bottom by Tool]
My compassion is broken now.
My will is eroded now,
and my desire is broken now
and it makes me feel ugly.
I'm on my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are the fuel that,
set my head on fire.
So smell my soul is burning.
I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy.
And I have swallowed the poison you feed me...
but I survive on it, and it leaves me
guilt, fed,
hatred fed,
weakness fed..
and it makes me feel ugly.
On my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are the fuel that
set my head on fire.
I'm dead insiiiiiiiiiiiiide!
(Shiiit aadds up 3x)
Shit adds up at the bottooom...
-Henry Rollins: If I let you, you would make me destroy myself. But in order to survive you, I must first survive myself. I can sink no further and I cannot forgive you. There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you. I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain. I will use my mistakes against you. There's no other choice. Shameless now. Nameless now. Nothing now. No one now. But my soul must be iron cause my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless.-
And my fear is nakeeeeeeeeed!
(Deead iinsiide. 4x)
Neeeedless now,
shaaameless now,
noooothing now,
nooo one now.
(Shit adds up 4x)
You see me naaaaked now,
feeeearless now,
naaaaked now,
feeeeearless now.
You see... shit adds up.
Shit adds, shit adds, shit adds up.
It leaves me (deeead iinsiide 3x),
dead, insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide!
Hatred keeps me alive,
ugliness keeps me alive,
weakness keeps me alive,
guilt keeps me alive
at the bottoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!
.:.:.:.
What the hell man? This has been the weirdest week by far. [And its only WEDNESDAY!]
~ Alex has a crush on me; I wouldn't mind if it weren't for the fact that I
hardly know her!
~ Big Mike
walked to my house yesterday. What's worse is the FUCKING MAILMAN told him where we live. Imagine if I had a fucking assassin after me or something!?
Note To Self: Those mailmen are shady ones...
~ Whoever invented the fucking "turn back the clocks" shit, was REAL asshole! So NOW I'm waking up at "5:00 AM" and in reality its what? 6?
Thanks for ruining my fun, Syuga :<
~ I feel like I'm living at the Bottom, hence the title. Specially the "Hatred keeps me alive,
ugliness keeps me alive, weakness keeps me alive, guilt keeps me alive, at the bottom!" part.
*SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH* Also I've got a short story to write for English, and I get the feeling its crap. I mean, HELL I haven't written ANYTHING IN AGES!!
Plus, I'm going to have to create a fucking seperatey image things for my journal; which you KNOW I won't remember to update a lot. I'll probably end up sticking it in my ender and forgetting about it. :shrug:
Expect my journal to devour the page [AND your message boxes] in a few weeks or something.
"This entire opus is respectfully dedicated to those who have loved unconditionally only to have their hearts unanaesthetically ripped out; base not your joy upon the deeds of others, for what is given can be taken away. No hope = No fear." - Peter Steele (1962 - )
