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the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
it went like this:
the buildings tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair
the skyline was beautiful on fire
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze
i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truly the last days"
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever
we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death
i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood
OH GOD I LOVE THAT SONG. I WANT TO HAVE PRE-MARITAL RELATIONS WITH GODSPEED! YOU BLACK EMPEROR.
okay anyways. today was a monday. nothing worth writing about. i don't think i can take my family much more. i'm going insane. it feels like i have no one, nothing. i know everyone has their family problems and blah blah blah but i'm finally tearing down the wall that's been blocking me from realizing what's really going on. my parents don't realize it, but i'm not stupid anymore. i know everything isn't okay. i wish they had the balls to tell me the truth, but you can't really expect much with two horribly weak parents. there's so much pressure on me to be the remotely strong one in the family. i don't know how much longer i can hold everyones baggage. i can barely hold my own.
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
it went like this:
the buildings tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair
the skyline was beautiful on fire
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze
i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truly the last days"
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever
we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death
i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood
OH GOD I LOVE THAT SONG. I WANT TO HAVE PRE-MARITAL RELATIONS WITH GODSPEED! YOU BLACK EMPEROR.
okay anyways. today was a monday. nothing worth writing about. i don't think i can take my family much more. i'm going insane. it feels like i have no one, nothing. i know everyone has their family problems and blah blah blah but i'm finally tearing down the wall that's been blocking me from realizing what's really going on. my parents don't realize it, but i'm not stupid anymore. i know everything isn't okay. i wish they had the balls to tell me the truth, but you can't really expect much with two horribly weak parents. there's so much pressure on me to be the remotely strong one in the family. i don't know how much longer i can hold everyones baggage. i can barely hold my own.