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The cardboard box that I use to mend my shoes has shrunk to a couple of square feet My diet consists of dandelion-roots Sleeping on a dirt bed with thorn-sheets Both of my socks are getting kind of stiff since I ran out of toilet paper And I don't think that I'd ever change anything even if I would come to see my state as a failure My ambition needs nutrition for me to do something about it Bu...
It leaves a sou taste in my mouth, looking back at me. That one can be so full of doubt in one's will to be. Where did I go wrong to end up where I was yesterday? Have I been lost too long to ever find my way? Breathe in, breathe out. Leave all that behind. So simple, yet so hard, to free me of me. So much I wish I could undo. I've stayed alive on the hope that one day life will be through rub...
Sleepless. Weary again. Questions fill my head. What could it be that you need? Is it me, or is it my child? Confessions. Well, what can I say? When passion is fading away. Satisfaction, is it not for me? All your actions Confessions. What can I say? When passion is fading away.
Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, how are you today? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, what did the doctors say? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, was it too early to tell? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, you sure do not look well. But daddy says it's just the way it's been done. Daddy says it's just the way it's been done, yes. Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, you've been carefully selected. Guinea-pig, guinea-pig. Intravenously infected....
Tainted raindrop. Chemical blue. Shapeless grey lid, close in on you. Diminishing space each and every day, yet increasing a distance for which the coming shall pay. We live in a time where it means to make sense for a father to profit at his childrens expense. To keep draining the earth without putting anything back. A crust like an eggshell can be easily cracked. Heatwave pounding a shield g...
I fold my hands to pray. I close my eyes to see. I close my mouth so I can think. I turn down the lights. Feel. I turn down my head. Am I done? I take a deep breath. Do I live? Thinking 'bout you and me. It seems so strange. So strange. Feel.
What is this meaninglessness that we feel? Why can't I see what you see? Please, tell me. Are there some rules that I never did learn? Are we the only ones whose page doesn't turn? So tired of tearfilled eyes. So sick of painted lies. There must be some place else. If it's the truth that you say about time, that we have none left and it's all too late, then what do you think I should do today?...
I've come down from the high Kissed my dreams goodbye So I guess I'll be leaving soon My luck has run dry And I can't figure why So I guess I'll be leaving soon I hardly got by No matter how hard I tried So I guess I'll be leaving soon And I've been living this lie That's starting to putrify So I guess I'll be leaving soon As I can no longer rely On what meets my eye Well, I guess I'll be leav...
I emptied myself completely to make enough room for you. Now I trust in you to guide me, whatever you'll have me do. I know you will make all the right choices, as I lay my life in your hands. Now my head is full of your voices, and I'd better act on command. Carrying out my duty proud as a man can be, shouldering this responsibility knowing all people will not agree. Surely they will in the f...
We've got a new set of rules enabling us to apply for grants to take part in experiments of doubtful measures. We've got a new set of tools beyond surgical exactitude. Consequenses are still to be verified. Never mind the missing pieces. Time will tell if we were right. All around us, altered species. Still no telling time in sight. Some of this, some of that. Charachteristics and qualities. T...
Oh, what have we done? Is it true? Is everything gone? Why didn't we listen to you? This could have had a different end. I know. So look over your shoulder, now, and tell me what you see. Does it make you proud or do you have any regrets? Empty has this place become. Tortured spirits of yesterdays children are looking for a place to stay. I'm sorry. It's all over now. The thought of turning th...
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born. Mixed emotions about being here. My thoughts just keep spinning. Can't think clear. It's not that I don't want to keep things real. But it's hard. So hard. So hard to feel free. I wanna talk to people. Be someones friend. But I can't stand this pressure. Try hard to stay sane. As I meet you in the street my head will turn down. I would wanna get out of there. Wo...
I remember everything. Is that to be my curse? These images that crowd me, will they never disperse? A distorted symbiosis between now and then. It seems they will not let go, not until my last breath. This can not be real. This mustn't be real. It leaves nothing behind but destruction. Now, I can not heal, being stuck in this wheel that rules out life as an option. What if time stands still t...
Light seeks it's way on through the cracks, making it impossible to sleep. Knowing there will be an attack. Fleeing up a hill that's too steep. I'm filling my life with obligations which I'm not quite yet certain are mine. And I'm building up so much frustration 'cause I can't seem to find enough time. I have to learn to say no. Wandering the maze in a mess. Expectations build walls you can't ...
Oh, you think you're so clever, telling me what to do. In your eyes I'm a loser 'cause I'm nothing like you. Your shadow is stretching all over the place in your idea of living. You'd better walk away. You know I've been working so hard all my life. From the day I turned seven I've been moving on, so, please, just give me some time to breathe. Don't you play with my mind, now. Why can't everyb...
Here they come, the voices. No use to pretend I can't hear telling me I Don't deserve this. They rape my thoughts and rob me of my self-esteem until they alone rule over whatever is left of me. If I were to end myself, will they linger with me in the after-life? Is it a risk worth taking? They rape my thoughts and rob me of my self-esteem until they alone rule over whatever is left of me.
When you left I had to make this place my own To get on with my life Brought down all these boxes from the attic to pack everything here that had anything to do with you Now that we?re through I want to feel it too Though that it seems I haven't earned So I might aswell try to learn right away that This is always Ever hear my sigh This is always No matter how you bleed it, it refuses to die Bu...
So this is your picture? Well, that's what you say. That a square has four corners and so it shall stay. Wouldn't it be better if you were wrong? Can't you just open both of your eyes. Come on I'll show you 'round. Don't be scared of what could be found. So many things to see. Come on, now, follow me. Follow me. So what is the meaning? Why do I care? All this is hopeless. We've got nothing to ...
When you took a look inside my self-satisfied mind, you chose not to understand these things you came to find. I have given something you couldn't possibly share with anyone. Now you sleep with one eye open. Fear maintains to shine, yet, you fail to see the beauty in this work of mine. I have given something you couldn't possibly share with anyone. Feel the seed I've sown inside you grow into ...
I simply ask you: Is this all you can do for me? Well, it ain't enough. No, no, no And if my only other possibility is to replace it all with numbness it still seems to be the path less tough. Is it not so? Now I hear the pills sing: "You don't need the real thing. Let us all in and we'll keep you from sinking." And after this jar, will I ever find my way back to how things used to be? No, no,...
We've got a mission. To conquer everything, so that there'll be no one left to question us. No more adaption. At least not from our part. This is not a time to be ambiguous. Soon there'll be no more precautions to take. No liberty left to forsake. Soon there'll be nothing to fear. Can't we all taste the sweet relief? No more admonitions. Our tools need sharpening. We need no longer be abstemio...
Ignominious avaricious ruinous impetus. Nebulous sumptuous fictious terminus. Be a part of something bigger. Why don't you join the winning team? Safety in numbers is the trigger. It's so much simpler than it seems. Come on, now, don't be stupid. You'll never make it on your own. Get in line, now, without question. Acknowledge signs as they are shown. Ignominious avaricious ruinous impetus. Ne...
Who am I? What's my game? I can not stay the same. I never stopped to think I am a product of my expectation of what others expect from me. That I expect more from myself than I do from anyone else is something I have not been able to see. Who am I? What's my game? I can not stay the same. I have to pick myself apart so I can make a brand new start once I have sorted out the muddle at hand, an...
Now, here you are. What's this? Howcome you're on your own? Keep struggling while your faith is sinking like a stone, and everything around you is crumbling apart. Anyone else would give their hope up from the start. But I... I believe in you. I do. I do. You say that you don't know how long you can withstand when all you're holding on to slips out of your hands. You say it feels just like you...
Sprung from earth just like a tree A man with no identity Flesh and bone like you and me Exept for two extremities From elbow down in hickory It's like genetic castaway debris Was thrown together hastily To form this mindless entity The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands Through watching too much MTV He found who ...
How long will it take 'til we do something 'bout this? It can't be we are supposed to accept this, though it seems most people do. And those who don't who put their trust in greater powers by bitterness will be devoured when they don't come through. Ever turning. Conscience burning. Never learning when it's time. Can't we all feel the taste of everythings meaninglessness in a collective loneli...

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