Sorry sir, i stole your money.
Sorry sir, i feel,
but it's so, so twisted,
so unreal.
It was what i'd heard of,
and what i didn't have,
but i cannot give what i do not have,
and i cannot take what i do not have.
I can't take it.
Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.
Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.
Too many things held precious,
too many things held dear;
that's what i hate,
and that's what i fear.
Too much to ask for
may leave me feeling lonely.
but too little leaves me nothing, nothing.
The drone in ur voice and the fly on the wall said,
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it is."
What do i wish for you, what do i wish?
It's over, it's over, it is.
Are we still solemn and bleeding?
Are we still swimming to water that was wet?
You can't give away certain things that you get.
From the outside,
to the inside.
I couldn't tell you how it really was.
There has to be more on one hand,
keep your head above water on the other, the other.
The drone in ur voice and the fly on the wall said,
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it is."
What do i wish for you, , what do i wish?
It's over, it's over, it is.
Are we all still solemn and bleeding?
Are we still swimming to water that was already wet?
I can forgive, but I won't forget.
I'll wish for you.
I'll plead and I'll steal.
Hold me precious, hold me dear.
I'll wish for you,
I'll sing and I'll feel.
Don't stultify. Don't hold me high.
Like a Gothic staple, a last good-bye,
one way to float is if you die.
And it's over, it's over, it's over.
It's over, it's over, it's over,
It's over, it's over.
― Dom Passantino, Tuesday, 20 May 2008 22:12 (sixteen years ago)
Through early morning fog I see
visions of the things to be
the pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...
that suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
I try to find a way to make
all our little joys relate
without that ever-present hate
but now I know that it's too late, and...
The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
so this is all I have to say.
The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat
and to another give my seat
for that's the only painless feat.
The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...
A brave man once requested me
to answer questions that are key
is it to be or not to be
and I replied 'oh why ask me?'
'Cause suicide is painless
it brings on many changes
and I can take or leave it if I please.
...and you can do the same thing if you please.
― chaki, Thursday, 22 May 2008 22:27 (sixteen years ago)
New boy in the neighborhood
Lives downstairs and it is understood.
He’s there just to take good care of me,
Like he’s one of the family.
Chaki in charge
Of our days and our nights
Chaki in charge
Of our wrongs and our rights
And I sing, I want,
I want Chaki in charge of me.
― remy bean, Thursday, 22 May 2008 22:29 (sixteen years ago)