"I'm alone
Sitting with my broken glass
My four walls
Follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train
I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there
Swimming through apologies

I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier standing next to me
Riding on The Metro

I was smiling as you took my hand
Saw the moon
We spoke in France
You were passed the shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
You were passed the shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
I can see you now
Smiling as I pulled away
Sorry

I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember the night we walked along the Seine
Riding on The Metro

I remember a feeling coming over me
Then the soldier turned and walked away
Fuck you for loving me
Riding on The Metro"
~system of a down

still winning

bump

N' Grind

there ain't nothing wrong with a little BUMP and Grind

in my pants

I love the way you look at me
I feel the pain you place inside
you lock me up inside your dirty cage
while I'm alone inside my mind
I like to teach you all the rules
I get to see them set in stone
I like it when you chain me to the bed
but then your secrets never show

I need to feel you
you need to feel me
I can't control you
you're not the one for me no
I can't control you
you can't control me
I need to feel you
so why's there even...

I love the way you rake my skin
I feel the hate you place inside
I need to get your voice out of my head
'cause I'm that guy you'll never find
I think you know all of the rules
there's no expressions on your face
I hope that someday you will let me go
Release me from my dirty cage

I need to feel you
you need to feel me
I can't control you
you're not the one for me no
I can't control you
you can't control me
I need to feel you
so why's there even
you and me

I love the way you look at me
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do
I have control of you

I need to feel you
you need to feel me
I can't control you
you're not the one for me no
I can't control you
you can't control me
I need to feel you
so why's there even
you and me

You're not the one for me no
You're not the one for me no
You're not the one for me no
You're not the one for me no

You think you’re smarter than me
Well everyone knows you will never be smarter than me
That’s how it goes
I gained forty pounds because of you
Was there an S on my chest
Well I confess you were too much stress
I’d have a heart attack at best
So now I breathe it out I breathe it out
I spit it on the crowd cause they lift me up
they lift me up they lift me up

it's just beginning

the end

im sorry you hyper-sensitive over your little dreary sister, do you always hang out naked in your garage, or was that a special occasion, congrats you finally figured out everything I say is from pop culture, eat my ass

Fuck it all
With fuckin no regrets
Never happy endings
On these dark sets
Metallica

Mind Strong
Body Strong
Try to Find
Equilibrium
Head Straight
Screwed On
Been Screwed Up
For Too Long

Brevity is the soul of wit.

Sorry...forgot to give ol' Shakespear his props for that^ one.

"The angle of the dangle is directly proportional to the heat of the meat."

-Beavis

the smell of virgin pages wafted through the swinging doors
and the croaking speech he'd heard from countries counselors before
they said "we all care for you, we know how you suffer
but I know you can succed, I used to have it so much rougher"
there's hope in the words and emotion in the eyes
it's so easy to be misled by the savvy gentle guise
and like fools we trust the delivery
but it's all just drunk sincerity..