you're in my web now, i've come to wrap you up tight till it's time to bite down
today was ground breaking.
i CLEANED MY APARTMENT...and vaccumed and did three loads of laundry...
i haven't cleaned in months at all and i ahvent done laundry in atleast a month...
if you've never been here to see how it usually is you cant appreciate this as much at all
in other news....i also palyed far too much pool...from like 2-7:30
and had my favorite waitress and spent too much money and like a 50% tip...but shes so sweet and cute and takes good care of me everytime...a good few of waitresses there suck and are so bad at keeping track and taking care of you.
so umm...tomorrow im debating cleaning up more and/or getting applications. bleh. real life blows donkey dick.
oh and sidenote...i definitely had a giant conversation about gay guys and why they all have to be so buff, and of course sex and how its all supposed to go....did you know guys fuck in missionary position too? yeah i hadnt thought of that either...umm not sure how we got on the subject but anyone who talks to me should know i get on weird subjects all the time....there's nothing at all i wont talk about in depth, try me...i like it that way
(look my entry today is about cleaning, laundry and gay sex....theme?....too bad im not gay i bet i'd not make such crazy messes and i've have a better wardrobe too.)
i had one written up with copeland lyrics but to be honest i dont like copeland or their happy lovey songs that much....too bland...cursive is far better...far more my style.
Cursive - A Little Song and Dance
I sat around for hours on end
For an end so clearly predetermined
I shall no longer play a part of your equation
I missed your boat a thousand times, I swear
You must have stayed off shore to avoid such relations
Avoidance has been your trump
But still I wait for you
This is the best I can do
To throw my energy into your apathy
It's the best I can do
I once had pride, I once had guts
But I gave up all that shit for the big easy
So now I rely on you to get me through this
I once believe I had a name
But my name was changed to the numbers on my resume
So I hope that you're impressed
I did it all for you
It's the best that I could do
A little song and dance
Can have its consequences
It's the best that I can do
To sit around the phone
The patience waits for you
This is the best that I can do
This is the best that I can do...
I sweat it out for hours on end
For an end so obviously predetermined
Cursive - The Great Decay
this is the bed that i have made
this is the grave where i will lay
these are the hands where i will bury my face
i dont believe in wasting time
searching for truth you never find
nobody moves we live in the great decay
all these ghost towns share a name
anywhere, usa
all these strangers look the same
day after day after day
this great decay, the great decay
from birth to the grave
and ive seen what it can do
and im afraid its got me to
cause i can feel it suck me in
cause i can feel im losing grip
day after day its static life
week after week is sacrificed
month after month you meditate
all of the years that waste away
this is the life that i embrace
this is the world that i create
falling into the great decay
give in give in give up
all these verses share a theme
we dont amount to anything
its the day after bloodsucking day
this great decay, this great decay
asleep in your grave
the music on this alone is making it one of my new favorite songs...cursive are so eclectic with music and vocals and i love it
Cursive - Bloody Murderer
There's a ghost in my bed
she cries in her sleep
she says I won't let her leave
I lie perfectly still
as she stifles her tears
I don't want to disturb her.
'let go, let go-please let me be
Look at the ghost you've made of me'
Dusk dropped her starry gown
I whispered out
"Sweetie, are you here with me?"
the mirror crashed on the dresser
and she began to scream
"Bloody murder! let me rest in peace!
When I was yours, you fled the scene
now you can't wash your hands of me."
Bloody murder
You can't hear the screams
Oh, oh, oh
Cursive - The Recluse
I wake alone
In a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone
And pretend that I am finally home
The room is littered
With her books
And notebooks
I imagine what they say, like
'shoo flie don't bother me'
I can hardly get myself out of the bed
For fear of
never lying in this bed again
oh christ
I'm not that desperate, oh no,
oh God, I am
how'd i end up here to begin with
I don't know
why do i start what I can't finish
oh please don't barrage me
with the questions
to all those ugly answers
my ego's like my stomache
it keeps shitting what i feed it
or maybe i don't want to finish anything
anymore
maybe i can wait in bed till she comes home
and whispers
"you're in my web now,
I've come to wrap you up tight
till it's time to bite down"
I wake alone
in a woman's room i hardly know
I wake alone
and pretend that i am finally home
i CLEANED MY APARTMENT...and vaccumed and did three loads of laundry...
i haven't cleaned in months at all and i ahvent done laundry in atleast a month...
if you've never been here to see how it usually is you cant appreciate this as much at all
in other news....i also palyed far too much pool...from like 2-7:30
and had my favorite waitress and spent too much money and like a 50% tip...but shes so sweet and cute and takes good care of me everytime...a good few of waitresses there suck and are so bad at keeping track and taking care of you.
so umm...tomorrow im debating cleaning up more and/or getting applications. bleh. real life blows donkey dick.
oh and sidenote...i definitely had a giant conversation about gay guys and why they all have to be so buff, and of course sex and how its all supposed to go....did you know guys fuck in missionary position too? yeah i hadnt thought of that either...umm not sure how we got on the subject but anyone who talks to me should know i get on weird subjects all the time....there's nothing at all i wont talk about in depth, try me...i like it that way
(look my entry today is about cleaning, laundry and gay sex....theme?....too bad im not gay i bet i'd not make such crazy messes and i've have a better wardrobe too.)
i had one written up with copeland lyrics but to be honest i dont like copeland or their happy lovey songs that much....too bland...cursive is far better...far more my style.
Cursive - A Little Song and Dance
I sat around for hours on end
For an end so clearly predetermined
I shall no longer play a part of your equation
I missed your boat a thousand times, I swear
You must have stayed off shore to avoid such relations
Avoidance has been your trump
But still I wait for you
This is the best I can do
To throw my energy into your apathy
It's the best I can do
I once had pride, I once had guts
But I gave up all that shit for the big easy
So now I rely on you to get me through this
I once believe I had a name
But my name was changed to the numbers on my resume
So I hope that you're impressed
I did it all for you
It's the best that I could do
A little song and dance
Can have its consequences
It's the best that I can do
To sit around the phone
The patience waits for you
This is the best that I can do
This is the best that I can do...
I sweat it out for hours on end
For an end so obviously predetermined
Cursive - The Great Decay
this is the bed that i have made
this is the grave where i will lay
these are the hands where i will bury my face
i dont believe in wasting time
searching for truth you never find
nobody moves we live in the great decay
all these ghost towns share a name
anywhere, usa
all these strangers look the same
day after day after day
this great decay, the great decay
from birth to the grave
and ive seen what it can do
and im afraid its got me to
cause i can feel it suck me in
cause i can feel im losing grip
day after day its static life
week after week is sacrificed
month after month you meditate
all of the years that waste away
this is the life that i embrace
this is the world that i create
falling into the great decay
give in give in give up
all these verses share a theme
we dont amount to anything
its the day after bloodsucking day
this great decay, this great decay
asleep in your grave
the music on this alone is making it one of my new favorite songs...cursive are so eclectic with music and vocals and i love it
Cursive - Bloody Murderer
There's a ghost in my bed
she cries in her sleep
she says I won't let her leave
I lie perfectly still
as she stifles her tears
I don't want to disturb her.
'let go, let go-please let me be
Look at the ghost you've made of me'
Dusk dropped her starry gown
I whispered out
"Sweetie, are you here with me?"
the mirror crashed on the dresser
and she began to scream
"Bloody murder! let me rest in peace!
When I was yours, you fled the scene
now you can't wash your hands of me."
Bloody murder
You can't hear the screams
Oh, oh, oh
Cursive - The Recluse
I wake alone
In a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone
And pretend that I am finally home
The room is littered
With her books
And notebooks
I imagine what they say, like
'shoo flie don't bother me'
I can hardly get myself out of the bed
For fear of
never lying in this bed again
oh christ
I'm not that desperate, oh no,
oh God, I am
how'd i end up here to begin with
I don't know
why do i start what I can't finish
oh please don't barrage me
with the questions
to all those ugly answers
my ego's like my stomache
it keeps shitting what i feed it
or maybe i don't want to finish anything
anymore
maybe i can wait in bed till she comes home
and whispers
"you're in my web now,
I've come to wrap you up tight
till it's time to bite down"
I wake alone
in a woman's room i hardly know
I wake alone
and pretend that i am finally home