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Awash in crimson
The king of the night
Sneaks up behind you
Feeds on your frightForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
Why didn't you steal my thoughts
so my head would be clear and
I could come home dear. No
you took what little I had and
left me in pain, now its raining
oh the cold November rain.
Could you not see it in my
eyes the hope that I would
soon die. No, again even in
crime you would not look at
my face afraid I might ask for
a dime.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0 -
I hate to hear
"Get a job"
What the fuck do they think
I'm a lazy slobYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
so away he walks
with broken string
to wrap around his heart
this shifted man
will be alone
till time and tide departs
his paper hideaway
cannot protect
the blows upon his soul
dumbfuck
idiotic enemies
can he never be whole?Some people have to have the sultry evenings Cocktails in the blue, red and grey But I like every minute of the day.
INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!0 -
And so his small collection
Renders him some liquid solace
But does not erase the memories
They always rise to the surfaceForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
Rise up to a new roost
Sitting among the working class
Back to square one?
Never too far from his pastYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
Rotting brain at the desk
clickety-clack, clickety-clack
"How can I help you?"
Give me my life back!Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
Employed by the working force
Steering on a different course
Struggle in a different way
Struggle from day to dayYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
Give me some medicine
Mindless numbfuck
But the doc said it was good
Shit out of luck
Now zombied
Floating around
Lips barely moves
Escapes no sound
Inside screaming
LET ME OUT
But zapped into submission
Cannot shoutForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
Prozak and such
Makes life the way it used to be
Come to think of it
What does that drug company know about meYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
They know that most
Trust their doctor right?
So they buy your doctor
And sell you the lieForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
My doctor bought out by a company
Grease the wheel and keep it rolling
Prozak does give you that lost look in your eyes
Almost like you are pondering life too much
With a guaranteed end in sightYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
So many little lost lambs
So many little pills
So many bewildered smiles
So many prescribed illsForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
let me tell you how to live
they said.
let us show you what to do
and away he was led
the descent of another
hopeless hopeful
into true numbness
can you see?
can you see?
would you want to
if you could?
dragging lead feet
over the dull rocks of his memoriesSome people have to have the sultry evenings Cocktails in the blue, red and grey But I like every minute of the day.
INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!0 -
Prozak, beer goggles or friends
The answer all depends
On will, on strength, on open thought
One of the three will give you permanant mind rotYou've changed your place in this world!0 -
Ah, let's have us a beer then
My old friend
On eachother we can depend
Until the endForget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
so well I remember that day,
when I visited my buddy in the VA.
He tried to smile, tried to be happy for me,
image it tried for me as he laid wasting away,
wishing even deeper that I had been the grim reaper.
Oh my swollen feet,
the path through my head grows hard.
"or the land of the free and the home of the brave".
I was brave, they don't know how brave I was.
It was hell, I beat hell, why don't they see that
I was brave. Hey, you got a dime, I'm hungry,
how bout some coffee. Why'd you throw it
away just to see me dig in the trash? Asshole.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0 -
So, then who really is the trash?
This poor, worn out, scrounging soul
Or the vile pigs that laugh
As he scrambles for the change & a scrap
Just to fill his ever shrinking belly
If they only really knew him
Even then, would they even care?Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen0 -
wishing it would all end, the rain begins to pour,
the wind bites at his already thin face as he
pulls the worn blanket around his shoulders
and begins the long journey back to his spot
under the bridge. The trip a little easier
since they stole his cart.SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.0 -
They smile and laugh but who is really the poor?
The worn out soul under the bridge with a tiny spot of hope inside that keeps him warm on the bitterly cold night or is it the asshole who stole the shopping cart out of spite nothing in his heart but hate Life will never give creedence to this man who would wear his wealth like a giant chip on his shoulder.
Life knocks you down and gives you a choice.
Lay down and die or pull yourself up by the bootstraps
There is always hope
Strange that the lowest people always seem to have the most hope.My Girlfriend said to me..."How many guitars do you need?" and I replied...."How many pairs of shoes do you need?" She got really quiet.0
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