It's a round about that I can't leave. I circle for decades only to find obscurity.
I am beginning to feel very aggravated with myself. I've been meaning to write more. I've been neglecting to. But I never know if it should be in here or my physical journal. Part of me wants to write it here. I find it relieving to get it off my mind and into the world. Perhaps it seems less like a personal private burden that way. But then again what's been on my mind is probably not entirely appropriate for public viewing and would actually create an interesting paradox that would lead to a depiction of heightened egotism and my own self-loathing for it. I thought things would get easier and better once school started again, but it really isn't helping. Things are just so different this year. And familiarity is either hard to come by or haunting when I actually see it. My situation in life, for the most part, is anomic. Not having control over certain things bugs me. Not being able to talk about things doesn't help. Not having people that I want to talk also poses a problem. Thank god for Source Tags and Code. This album hits the mark and really is one of the best rock albums ever made. I really like the song
Ride the apocalypse
Coming through the city side
Fallen angel no need to hide
All bodies collide and fate decides
Where vengeance hits
Where our love will fit
I can't find your face
I can't see a trace
In a world coming to a close
I'm so damned I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Take your hurt
A muse of sin
With my heart in my hands again
And this is where it began
Shot through a shattered lens
And there is virtue in lonliness
In vacant lots and florescent malls
In one room coffins and crowded halls
There is nothing to be done
We have lost all control
I walk in the shadows of your tortured realm
I'm so damned
I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Take your hurt
A muse of sin
Passing glance forgotten
Reason to doubt
So pry your eyes
From a film that never ends
I'm so damned
I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Ride the apocalypse
Coming through the city side
There is nowhere to hide
Ride the apocalypse
Fallen angel no need to hide
Ride the apocalypse
Coming through the city side
Fallen angel no need to hide
All bodies collide and fate decides
Where vengeance hits
Where our love will fit
I can't find your face
I can't see a trace
In a world coming to a close
I'm so damned I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Take your hurt
A muse of sin
With my heart in my hands again
And this is where it began
Shot through a shattered lens
And there is virtue in lonliness
In vacant lots and florescent malls
In one room coffins and crowded halls
There is nothing to be done
We have lost all control
I walk in the shadows of your tortured realm
I'm so damned
I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Take your hurt
A muse of sin
Passing glance forgotten
Reason to doubt
So pry your eyes
From a film that never ends
I'm so damned
I can't win
With my heart in my hands again
Ride the apocalypse
Coming through the city side
There is nowhere to hide
Ride the apocalypse
Fallen angel no need to hide