Feb 15, 2005 15:24
it's been awhile since i updated but everythings pretty much the same. The Rotten Apples are in the studio recording our EP, and being fuckshits as per usual. Valentines day was fucking lame aside from gettin to chill with my friend Kim. Ended up babysitting chix that can't handle their liqour. Me and Brandon forgot that not everybody can turn the bottle up like us, some people should just stick to shots. Angel came down for Friday and Saturday, and I managed to fuck that up pretty good. I dunno. Shit's the same and I doubt it'll ever change. I wrote some lyrics though, so here ya go.
Chemical Sin
I can't sleep
My Body's numb
I'm lying on the floor
And they're callin me scum
Cause I do as I wish
And take what I please
But these chemicals got
Me on my knees
I got no money
I'm runnin dry
Spent it all for a fix
Getting high
Can't afford food
So I got real thin
Everyone knows
It's a chemical Sin
We're in
Hey Hey Hey
Chemical Sin we're in
Hey Hey Hey
Everybody know's it's a chemical sin
I'm worn out
I feel like shit
I love the taste
But I sure hate this
I lost the war
I lost the fight
Another downward spiral
Stayin up all night
I got a blade
I got a gun
Contemplatin havin
Myself some fun
I take to my face
A sadistic grin
Cause everyone knows
It's a chemical sin
we're in
Hey Hey Hey
Chemical sin we're in
Hey Hey Hey
Everbody knows it's a chemical sin
That one's pretty self explantitory, and this one is to.
Fuck You Junkie
I started this
So don't get pist
When I walk away
From something you
Have turned into
With every Passing day
With a needle in your arm, and the last word
In every converstation I ever heard
Just like, Those times
I can't keep up So i'll leave you behind
Don't look back, as I walk down the hallway
Headed for the door
Once I leave, I can proudly say
I'll see you no more
I can't compete with the urge inside your head
Or the feeling that you might just wake up dead
You wait in line
And waste your time
Just like the rest of of them
You we're so bright
But you lost sight
Now your futures lookin dim
With no money to your name and a sack in hand
You do anything on demand
Just like, those times
I can't keep up so I'll leave you behind
Don't look back, as I walk down the hallway
Headed for the door
On'ce I leave, I can proudly say
I'llsee you no more
I can't compete with the urge inside of your head
Or that feelin in mine that you might just wake up dead.
So there you have it. One song about how much I hate dating a junkie, and another about doing drugs. I've gotta be up for the darwin awards this year, haha. Thanx again to everybody that's been helping me out. I'm still livin in Blake Baker's closet so drop on by and have a drink with me kiddies. Peace.