Feb 06, 2008 02:54
Why would one do that?
Pitiful.
I tried to be more of a snob than I am. The facade is in place so that people see my brash side is a front to my sincerity. I mean, I'm as sweet as one may be. Fuck off and die if you don't agree!
I'm really trying to make Synth Town work, but honestly, I don't know... I've already written my history and my future. It... it sucks. It really does.
My life is composed at the hands of some cosmic narration. It's my own, whether I want it or not.
I don't know if it's my psyche, I'm going crazy.... or.... seriously, I can hear that fucking amp/speaker hiss from 3 feet away. It's driving me crazy. But it's good I can detect it (driving me crazy).
I know the source of my insanity.
That doesn't mean I want to cure it.
I'm finding out about so much cool music.
I wish I had a better life to be able to spend a third of my day working, a third recording, and a third listening to music. No sleeping required.
THE ONE AND ONLY (-J.)™
I NEED A BIG EGO TRIP
ONE THAT MAKES ME SLIP
BACK INTO OBLIVION
AS THE UNFAVORED SON
I HAVE A RISING ATTITUDE
THAT'S UNQUENCHABLE IN FAME
THESE FLICKING FIRES OF BULBOUS LIGHTS
HELD BY CAMERA MEN WHO SCREAM MY NAME
I'M VAIN
I'm complete and unadulterated fame
MY NAME
Is stretched across the very streets I've walked...