Friday, April 20, 2007

you are a fool for sticking 'round

piranhas

i am a plague on society
so pour your insides over me
getting away with a razor-sharp wit can get expensive
baby, i'm a renaissance man
try, baby, try
baby, try if you can
we are all fools if we believe
just have to think
we're gonna sink
i'll hold your head above water
let the piranhas eat the rest
the world is warm
but we are cold
life is hard
and so we fold
with all these pawns
a house of cards
there are unicorns with daggers
the kids aren't safe
your beasts of burden in their larval state
but they all crash
and then they burn
in the end they were all just waiting for their turn
i am a fake
i am a fraud
in a hole, close to death, is where you found God
milk milk milk it for all it's worth
after all, you've been waiting for it since birth
so you've grown
now well endowed
and you won't give up 'til you've made the statues so very proud
yet here i sit
wait for my turn
when it comes i'll make sure to see it burn

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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

save me from myself

Concerning Tourettes:

i beg God to make it stop.








A confession:
i'm scared.








Diagnosis:
death caused by life.

Posted by Lando Commando @ 12:01 AM :: (0) comments