"I like pleasure spiked with pain and music is my aeroplane."
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Super Massive Hangover (27/1000)
How do you explain to a person
How it feels to be knocked off your orbit
Hurtling through dark space
Fascinated by the glowing orbs all around you?
How do you tell your dealer
He's got the sweetest drugs you've ever tasted
And expect him not to double the price
The moon's in Taurus
I asked for your Sadge
What did I expect, a fucking tea party?
More (26/1000)
Just keep writing
A brain purge
Stuffed my mind with chemicals
And now it's surging
What kind of fool
Reveals her weaknesses?
One that needs help
And cries to the winds
The shock of the city
Jolted my silence
The rush of endorphins
Ended my innocence
And it goes on…
HELP!! (25/1000)
Brain snatching
Whistle blowers
Spinning thoughts
Chemical mix
Jumped on the carousel
While it was spinning
Hanging on
But for how long?
Why do I meet with you?
What's the fix?
Intellectual distraction?
A deep hole for diving?
Fuck the motorcycle
I want to fly to Jupiter
Obviously
The new skin is tearing apart
What the hell
Is underneath?
2010 Mission
“Well it seems I’ve finally
Thought of everything
I want to love
I want to feel
Find peace
Find the real
There’s a face I put on
All my life
The face of an angel
I look in the mirror
Only to find
The face of a stranger
And all that I’ve taken
I hunger for more
Cause I’m selfish
And all I’m left with
Is a crown of thorns
And I’m helpless
Well it seems I’ve finally
Thought of everything
I want to love
I want to feel
Find peace
Find the real
I’ll trade these lies for something right
I will kill what hurts with something pure
I will be redeemed so I can breathe again
Well it seems I’ve finally
Thought of everything
I want to love
I want to feel
Find peace
Find the real”
-Alterbridge
Abductions and Reconstructions
“You’ve got this strange effect on me. And I like it.”
So True
“The use of a university is to make young gentlemen as unlike their fathers as possible.”
~President Woodrow Wilson (the country’s most educated president)
The Donnas
“Forget the application
You’re the right guy for the task
Let me take you on vacation
Just do it, you don’t have to ask”
Poet (24/1000)
Give me your dark
I can hold your sorrows
They always find me
Like a moth to a flame
My well is deep enough
My arms wide enough
My joy sufficient
To see us through
Liftoff (23/1000)
Once you learn to pilot the craft
These bodies can be lots of fun
It takes years to learn the controls, the brakes
The touch, finesse, and trust
The glory is in competition
With yourself or with another
Controlling your limbs
To control your world
Gives a thrill like no other