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ha, so lets see wat cani rant about tonite. . .
Today at workthis one dude brught in 21 train decanterns for u to sell. as i was goin thru checkin them i found out like half of them were unoen, still filled with whiskey. so i had to waste time emptying it down the sink in the bathroom andn ow the bathroom smells like alcohol : )
but as i was dumping it, i couldnt helP but think how stupid it is for someone to need to drink that crap just to have fun. I mean goin out just to drink to me sounds pathetic and boring. If you need to find someway to include drinking into ur life in order to have fun then the only word that comes ot my mind is pathertic...and immature. I can have fun, not pass out, not smell like crap, and actually remember wat the crap i did last nite without any regrets. people say they dont care what others say and think that makes them mature. no, that just makes them narrow minded and even more immature. What bothers the most is knowing people when they start drinking. you know who they were before, and now theyre doing it why? just to get drunk. They can't even do crap they were doing and then they endanger their lives by driving. It really pisses me off.
And you know wat. Same thing goes for smoking and sex. And oral is. you cant do crap with a guy, but then say you didnt go all the way so ur clean. or even a virgin, to an extent.
soooo yeah. I think thats enough ranting now for some lyrics...
I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine
I can't see why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny
It's all a ploy underneath.
All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)
You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost.
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost.
It's been a long way back from the dissipated path
Only half way through, say goodbye and take a breath
And when the end shines new with the burn of nothing left
I'll give you one last chance to say you're done and give it back.
I won't agree.
Your remedy is a joke.
I can't believe.
That you can breathe and not choke.
Peddle your faith to the blind.
And cheapen the love that you feel so painful.
Pushing the guilt through yourself.
And suffer the mold of a prime example.
I feel my lungs beginning to burn.
With every foolish word that you spit, another nail you'll get.
Today at workthis one dude brught in 21 train decanterns for u to sell. as i was goin thru checkin them i found out like half of them were unoen, still filled with whiskey. so i had to waste time emptying it down the sink in the bathroom andn ow the bathroom smells like alcohol : )
but as i was dumping it, i couldnt helP but think how stupid it is for someone to need to drink that crap just to have fun. I mean goin out just to drink to me sounds pathetic and boring. If you need to find someway to include drinking into ur life in order to have fun then the only word that comes ot my mind is pathertic...and immature. I can have fun, not pass out, not smell like crap, and actually remember wat the crap i did last nite without any regrets. people say they dont care what others say and think that makes them mature. no, that just makes them narrow minded and even more immature. What bothers the most is knowing people when they start drinking. you know who they were before, and now theyre doing it why? just to get drunk. They can't even do crap they were doing and then they endanger their lives by driving. It really pisses me off.
And you know wat. Same thing goes for smoking and sex. And oral is. you cant do crap with a guy, but then say you didnt go all the way so ur clean. or even a virgin, to an extent.
soooo yeah. I think thats enough ranting now for some lyrics...
I'm not the only one who can't see why it crossed your mind
I see your life and death reduce into a product line
It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine
I can't see why
You're not a saint, you're a thief
You can't deny
It's all a ploy underneath.
All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)
You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
I hope you cry for the one's you've lost.
You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
I hope it's worth all the blood it cost.
It's been a long way back from the dissipated path
Only half way through, say goodbye and take a breath
And when the end shines new with the burn of nothing left
I'll give you one last chance to say you're done and give it back.
I won't agree.
Your remedy is a joke.
I can't believe.
That you can breathe and not choke.
Peddle your faith to the blind.
And cheapen the love that you feel so painful.
Pushing the guilt through yourself.
And suffer the mold of a prime example.
I feel my lungs beginning to burn.
With every foolish word that you spit, another nail you'll get.