weak people are why we are still america
i dont like weak people they bug me
well more like piss me off
im not talking about the ones that dont have physical strength
the ones who: cant say things to your face, cant handle the truth, canttalk what you think in stride, the children that go by there age toprove they have grown up
i would rather deal with liars at least they will tell you some part of what they feel or think
why would someone let anything get to them and let it bother them and not do anything about it?
if i am going to let something bother me i will try to find some way to change it
weak people also think they are in control
no one is in control
they want to try to manipulated others lives to try to get them to be there puppets
just so they can feel strong
i hate it when i let weak people into my life
it causes nothing but problems
ya know if your just a pussy tell me right now so i wont have to deal with you
wait you wont cause your a pussy you dont have the strength to
i would just like to say
from now on if i find anymore wimps sneak into my life
i will make there life a living hell till they leave or get angry and do something about it
so
fuck you pussies and suck my 8" cock
Peace out, Love, and Penguins
~Wes
Tool - Vicarious
Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavour
It happens to be like;
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kinda story
It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother
Holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
Why, oh why?
'cause i need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drawn on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie
Incredulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out
Your head believes it give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive, so it is
So it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
well more like piss me off
im not talking about the ones that dont have physical strength
the ones who: cant say things to your face, cant handle the truth, canttalk what you think in stride, the children that go by there age toprove they have grown up
i would rather deal with liars at least they will tell you some part of what they feel or think
why would someone let anything get to them and let it bother them and not do anything about it?
if i am going to let something bother me i will try to find some way to change it
weak people also think they are in control
no one is in control
they want to try to manipulated others lives to try to get them to be there puppets
just so they can feel strong
i hate it when i let weak people into my life
it causes nothing but problems
ya know if your just a pussy tell me right now so i wont have to deal with you
wait you wont cause your a pussy you dont have the strength to
i would just like to say
from now on if i find anymore wimps sneak into my life
i will make there life a living hell till they leave or get angry and do something about it
so
fuck you pussies and suck my 8" cock
Peace out, Love, and Penguins
~Wes
Tool - Vicarious
Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavour
It happens to be like;
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kinda story
It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother
Holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
Why, oh why?
'cause i need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drawn on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie
Incredulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out
Your head believes it give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive, so it is
So it's always been
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I