More sick Lyrics.
I think these were.... 4am yesterday.
Read the insomnia essay if you really want to understand why I can't write in the daytime. These lyrics make so much sense, so stfu even though no one ever critisized them in the first place ^^.
A heart full of pride
And a head full of anger
Attitude of a winner
And not a big thinker
Here’s the zinger
My angers violent
And I’m still silent
My hands hurt
And my feet blistered
My head aching
As my heart whispers
To me a message of hate
Tellin me all bout my fate
And tellin me when it’s my date
Man I’m sick of this arrogance
Sick of my untroubledness
Walking through life hearing my own ignorance
Wandering through a wavelength of my minds wilderness
Feeling fearless
Crying tearless
Being meaningless
And livin careless
Man I hate this truth
Tellin me that my whole life is through
I ain’t gonna accept your call
Just to tell me I’m… bout to fall
Man you got some real, real big balls
To tell me this shit
You know Ima throw a fit
You gonna get hit!
So what’s your point
I knew this stuff even before you came
What’d you want?
To be the first person to take the blame?
Shit get outta here
You make me sick, now grab me a beer
Take your epiphany and shove it
I know you love it
Ima still be the same after your gone
Still singin my song
Of when you jumped along
I’m what I am
I’m the man
I’m the one who wants
And I’m the one who can
Got ambition
Beyond tradition
Through rendition
I’ll show you what its like
To be psyched
When I’m blowin your mind
Through the ends of time
I’ll bring you back
Just to show you what you lack
How you life is whack
And how much you are of a quack
So watch me
See me
Be me
And hear me
Cause I just blew the speaks
And I’m at my peak.
(yes the spelling is wrong idiot. for pronounciation purposes.)
Read the insomnia essay if you really want to understand why I can't write in the daytime. These lyrics make so much sense, so stfu even though no one ever critisized them in the first place ^^.
A heart full of pride
And a head full of anger
Attitude of a winner
And not a big thinker
Here’s the zinger
My angers violent
And I’m still silent
My hands hurt
And my feet blistered
My head aching
As my heart whispers
To me a message of hate
Tellin me all bout my fate
And tellin me when it’s my date
Man I’m sick of this arrogance
Sick of my untroubledness
Walking through life hearing my own ignorance
Wandering through a wavelength of my minds wilderness
Feeling fearless
Crying tearless
Being meaningless
And livin careless
Man I hate this truth
Tellin me that my whole life is through
I ain’t gonna accept your call
Just to tell me I’m… bout to fall
Man you got some real, real big balls
To tell me this shit
You know Ima throw a fit
You gonna get hit!
So what’s your point
I knew this stuff even before you came
What’d you want?
To be the first person to take the blame?
Shit get outta here
You make me sick, now grab me a beer
Take your epiphany and shove it
I know you love it
Ima still be the same after your gone
Still singin my song
Of when you jumped along
I’m what I am
I’m the man
I’m the one who wants
And I’m the one who can
Got ambition
Beyond tradition
Through rendition
I’ll show you what its like
To be psyched
When I’m blowin your mind
Through the ends of time
I’ll bring you back
Just to show you what you lack
How you life is whack
And how much you are of a quack
So watch me
See me
Be me
And hear me
Cause I just blew the speaks
And I’m at my peak.
(yes the spelling is wrong idiot. for pronounciation purposes.)