this one hit home
i know its a song and no one really takes the time to read those. but i took the liberty of highlighting the parts that pertain to the more informed. so please, delve with me.
Now that I'm back to a pushing pen
That weighs two hundred tons
I'd like to drop it on you
And watch it all fall through
Nobody knows just what
You're battling inside
You can hide
Nobody knows just why
Most everyone will lie
The ones who aggravate you most
And happen to be ever close
Seem to be the ones lurching
For the same things that you are searching
The ones that make you feel ill
And you think that nature(?) should have killed
Those you curse when you're alone
Seem to be so close to home
Not an even field to be on, feels like standing still for eons and eons. Stare it dead in the eye, what now? All we can do is try to shut it down shut it down...
makes a bit of sense to me, maybe since im in the situation. this one shouldnt be that hard to decipher:
all you can do is think about her, drink about her, in vain..
i have graduated. not in alcohol terms either. i have my red aura. my arms are charring and blackening. and yes, im going to continue what im doing. fuck. you.