I had to tell you
Brainofdz
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It kind of make's me sick the way time passes, too fast or like molasses
Not so much like sands of hourglasses,as a bus that passes too fast to get on
What happens next is anyone's guess as I make my way to the place
I can tell that you've been crying again, but not by the look on your face
Cause you cry inside, You do it all the time, in case you thought it didn't show
When I ask what's wrong you smile along and that's the part that blow's
So you keep on smiling knowing you've been caught off your game, So you quickly blurt out "Nothing!" and look at look at me like I'm insane How could he see so deep inside" your surprised mind thinks,
"I guess you've been paying extra close attention" in sessions with your shrink
you only half-jokingly say and wink
But with the night progressing and me adressing topics you won't soon be confessing to, you suggest the local corner store to chase away the blues
So we get drunk, and happy, and all's forgotten for the night
But tommorow you might,in spite bite the hand that feeds you
Meanwhile it's me that needs you, but I just lay here and think "What to do?"
If I see you, will you be true for some odd reason this time
Explain to me what the problem is, It doesn't have to fucking rhyme
But instead we sit and stare, try not to look bare, or care where this affair is going, I'd be the first to say it if I was into pride throwing,
Knowing your blowing another, Your mom and sister think I'm cool
but I doubt you'd care to compare that to a good reason,
cause you think it's treason to let season thoughts of me and you
But one thing that is true is the look in your eyes sometimes
Please don't deny that I could be the guy to make the crying stop
You could be on top every time and I wouln't whine or define it as selfish
I just need some help to make my thoughts less hellish
And I'd relish the chance to be with you, I don't know what else to do
If you saw what I go through, maybe you'd start seeing blue
Instead of just black and white, every night we start to get tight
I'm sure we'd fight but it might be just right in spite of your pre-conceived
notions of my overbearing devotions and emotions, I cry oceans when we're apart, Your always in my heart. but I'll stop before I start if you say so
But wait,there's more in store and maybe you won't ignore my implore anymore, I'd work out for you, I know I need to, but if that's the main issue
Than screw you, I shouln't be subject to such shallow judgements from my crew meaning you, cause I'm used to viewing you like that
But I'm sure there's another chapter, and maybe we could change our eyesight to fill it with joy and laughter, We wouldn't need to be drugged to hug or bug out, We might be pleased with the disease we'd create in each other, It'd be like butter. We wouldn't smother one another or discover as time passes that we were asses in need of stronger glasses to see what would happen.......................................................Or I could be wrong.
It kind of makes me sick the way time passes, too fast or like molasses,
Not so much like sands of hourglasses,as a bus that passes too fast to get on
Not so much like sands of hourglasses,as a bus that passes too fast to get on
What happens next is anyone's guess as I make my way to the place
I can tell that you've been crying again, but not by the look on your face
Cause you cry inside, You do it all the time, in case you thought it didn't show
When I ask what's wrong you smile along and that's the part that blow's
So you keep on smiling knowing you've been caught off your game, So you quickly blurt out "Nothing!" and look at look at me like I'm insane How could he see so deep inside" your surprised mind thinks,
"I guess you've been paying extra close attention" in sessions with your shrink
you only half-jokingly say and wink
But with the night progressing and me adressing topics you won't soon be confessing to, you suggest the local corner store to chase away the blues
So we get drunk, and happy, and all's forgotten for the night
But tommorow you might,in spite bite the hand that feeds you
Meanwhile it's me that needs you, but I just lay here and think "What to do?"
If I see you, will you be true for some odd reason this time
Explain to me what the problem is, It doesn't have to fucking rhyme
But instead we sit and stare, try not to look bare, or care where this affair is going, I'd be the first to say it if I was into pride throwing,
Knowing your blowing another, Your mom and sister think I'm cool
but I doubt you'd care to compare that to a good reason,
cause you think it's treason to let season thoughts of me and you
But one thing that is true is the look in your eyes sometimes
Please don't deny that I could be the guy to make the crying stop
You could be on top every time and I wouln't whine or define it as selfish
I just need some help to make my thoughts less hellish
And I'd relish the chance to be with you, I don't know what else to do
If you saw what I go through, maybe you'd start seeing blue
Instead of just black and white, every night we start to get tight
I'm sure we'd fight but it might be just right in spite of your pre-conceived
notions of my overbearing devotions and emotions, I cry oceans when we're apart, Your always in my heart. but I'll stop before I start if you say so
But wait,there's more in store and maybe you won't ignore my implore anymore, I'd work out for you, I know I need to, but if that's the main issue
Than screw you, I shouln't be subject to such shallow judgements from my crew meaning you, cause I'm used to viewing you like that
But I'm sure there's another chapter, and maybe we could change our eyesight to fill it with joy and laughter, We wouldn't need to be drugged to hug or bug out, We might be pleased with the disease we'd create in each other, It'd be like butter. We wouldn't smother one another or discover as time passes that we were asses in need of stronger glasses to see what would happen.......................................................Or I could be wrong.
It kind of makes me sick the way time passes, too fast or like molasses,
Not so much like sands of hourglasses,as a bus that passes too fast to get on
"Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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I always thought it would work like that, although I never have
I'm glad you noticed.
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
I would, but I royally suck at making music, I pretty much suck at writing too. As much as I love it, I just lack a lot of creativity.
I disagree. I like your stuff alot, so keep posting, and I will too, and if we can help each other out, than even better.
Peace- BoD
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
well how much do you need ryan?
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
More than I got, lol.