there's a woman in the mirror in a firey stateas she motions to me I start turning awayshe's lifting her dress uptrying to keep up
oh you'd be surprisedhow we race
while our liveserased
another moon on an everyday nightthinking the morning looking for alrightwarming the blood flowwith poison I dont know why
maybe the rain stops following medripping the colorsrunning the daylightover the cloud bursthoping they don't burst
right before my eyeserased
our liveserased
we know we're lost we're lost we're nowhere now we know we're lost we're lost we're nowhere now now we know we're lost and nowhere now
maybe the rain will stop following mewith millions of colors reflected in daylightright on the kickdrumturning the sound up full
another alone on an everyday nightI think in the morning I think I'll be alrightwatching the blood flowno wonder I dont know why
theres a woman in the mirror in a firey stateshe motions to me I start pulling awayshe's lifting her dress upall the way up
oh don't look surprisederased
― Raymond Cummings (Raymond Cummings), Friday, 5 November 2004 16:01 (twenty-one years ago)
The unchanged and the unchangeableDoing the zombieramaSinging Oh come and be like meWe're all sisters and brothers
Ejected to this state of beingDon't bury me with thisI'm in a state of catalepsyCan I really exist?
Clawing from the insideDrowning in your chantThoughts come flooding through meDespairing unity
Red and white carnationsCan't intoxicate my brainThis blissful suffocationIt is driving me to painOh what a bloody shame
I'm not your sisterOr your brotherDon't bury me with thisJoin hands -- join handsWe're all sisters and brothersSisters and brothersI can't relate to youYou're no relation of mine
― M, Friday, 5 November 2004 16:09 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian Moraine (Eastern Mantra), Friday, 5 November 2004 20:18 (twenty-one years ago)
Walking through the barbed wireSinking in the mudI heard you singingyou sounded braveStopping over broken bodiesignore my trembling handsdon`t think of this as bloodI know it isJust pretend it doesnt hurt.
― Not That Chuck, Friday, 5 November 2004 20:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ian John50n (orion), Friday, 5 November 2004 20:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― AMAZE RAND, Friday, 5 November 2004 20:42 (twenty-one years ago)
And what country would you be chiming in from?
― joseph cotten (joseph cotten), Friday, 5 November 2004 21:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― AMAZE RAND, Friday, 5 November 2004 21:29 (twenty-one years ago)
And there ain't nothing like a friend who'll tell you you're just pissing in the wind.
― Troy, Friday, 5 November 2004 21:39 (twenty-one years ago)