.[i'm doing just fine here at the top of the world].
today has been good, I woke up rather late..so when i woke up i was really bored, there was like nothing to do. so my sister, matt, and I went out to lunch at taco bueno <3, and then we went to walmart, i bought the new guitar world magazine with the deftones on the cover (<333@the deftones).
and i also bought the lost boys on dvd. i saw that movie a long time ago. so i barely remember it, but i do remember liking it alot. so we'll see now wont we? heh
anyway, i think i'm done for now, i'm going to go and sit online and listen to thrice.
later <3
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up
and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone
now i lay here owing my life to a stranger
and i realize that empty words are not enough
i'm left here with the question of just
what have i to show except the promises i never kept?
i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets
i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
it gets me down but i'm still gonna try to do what's right, i know that there's
a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have there's a line drawn in the sand, i'm working up the will to cross it rhetoric can't raise the dead
i'm sick of always talking when there's no change
i'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the
greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound
and i also bought the lost boys on dvd. i saw that movie a long time ago. so i barely remember it, but i do remember liking it alot. so we'll see now wont we? heh
anyway, i think i'm done for now, i'm going to go and sit online and listen to thrice.
later <3
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up
and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone
now i lay here owing my life to a stranger
and i realize that empty words are not enough
i'm left here with the question of just
what have i to show except the promises i never kept?
i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets
i hope that i will never let you down
i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
it gets me down but i'm still gonna try to do what's right, i know that there's
a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have there's a line drawn in the sand, i'm working up the will to cross it rhetoric can't raise the dead
i'm sick of always talking when there's no change
i'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel
my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the
greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound