As time pours over us in waves larger and larger, there is humor to be found as the institutions that were once so impenetrable are slowly eroded away.

Growth feels good.

After all the false-starts and dramatic brovado mistaken for real progress, it seems my life is finally starting to resemble what I would like it to ( Read more... )

foolish to be so apologetic ( Read more... )

it's terminal
our numb tongues
our xerox hearts
can't seem to lift your fingers high enough
to tear it apart
all these pretty little dreams
we live our lives on TV
cut to commercial
dose yourself
and go back to sleep

drop out

it's not much
it's what I got
and you can rot
way down at the bottom with me

I'm over it. All of it.

I can't believe I'm 25.

I don't want to be "the next" anything
If I could you know I'd strangle everything
mindless hit songs
zombies singing along
I'd like to burn all your photos
dug ourselves so low
blind and ugly if the light ever comes

the only thing this dead decade gave us was a high-tech model for apathy

My mood has lifted a bit in recent days ( Read more... )

((verse))
Dont you dare
damn the abuse
a man's only dangerous
when he's nothing to lose

((verse))
pull this poison
up your twisted roots
this filthy city
naked, screaming for proof

((chorus))

((verse)
they say only cynics are sharp
you get me all hard
every single time you
kick-in my heart

((verse))
skin getting thicker ( Read more... )