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Right between the eyes
Don't care what they have to say
Why you listening to them anyway
Why do you have to give them what they want?
They love to watch you as you fall apart
Stick it to them like a phoenix rise
There's nothing grander than the big surprise
They can't hurt you with their sticks and stones
About time take them right between the eyes
Seek to destroy cause they're scared of you
That's why they try to make a fool of you
They're so jealous of my pretty star
Cause you've got soul inside your shattered heart
Stick it to them like a phoenix rise
There's nothing grander than the big surprise
They can't hurt you with their sticks and stones
About time take them right between the eyes
And you've been waiting all your life
To fly high into somebody else
And it's true it's a cruel, cruel world
Life's a bitch and then you die my love
Don't care what they have to say
You shouldn't listen to them anyway
Stick it to them like a phoenix rise
There's nothing grander than the big surprise
They can't hurt you with their sticks and stones
About time take them right between the eyes
Right between the eyes
Right between the eyes
Right between the eyes
People like to build you up
Then they'll stab you in the back like that
You know it breaks my heart
Can't see you going out like that
Stay alive my love
Stay alive my love
Stay alive my love
Stay alive my love
if you don't know who that is. you suck.
WARNING: PERSONAL ENTRY.
read at own risk.
anyway.
enough empty space.
I am again at the point where I need to make a decision.
This time there's no return from it.
But I don't know where to go from here.
Now that the shit has finally left the fan, what do I do?
Where do I go? Where -could- I go that I wouldn't end up alone?
What do I -really- want to do?
I don't know where to start.
too damned used to putting everyone's life before mine.
and the really stupid part, not to do with those decisions.
where do i turn for attention ? how did i survive on nothing for so long?
what the FUCK was my problem?
it was an interesting night sunday. we all sat down and discussed the past.
there are so many things that I thought weren't real, that i could remember.
and i found out it was all true. that my life was that fucked up. so many lies.
so much to rethink. a whole shitload of my past that i need to put together again.
now, i have to fix it all.
and i will.
but where do i find support? where's the damn manual?
when i've pissed family off...where do i turn then?
who, that i know, really knows what i mean? who understands?
how do i know what's real, now?
yeah. i screwed up.
fixing myself is all that matters.
heh. so who -can- i talk to?
who's strong enough to handle it?
o_O -that- is the question.