2001-09-11 | DRAINED

i don't know

i just don't know

you people laugh

you just don't know

you try to talk through it but it just don't flow

somber

why fight

why give up

why stand when you just want to mourn

why work when you just want to cry

why talk when you just want to shut up

why move on when it's all right there

why dwell on it when it's all up in the air

heavy burden

swollen mind

sprained heart

drunken footsteps

walking over and over into a wall that seems penetrable but stands tall

try to lift my spirit but i keep on falling down

try to find the reasons, but alot of things make no sense

everyday, not just today

today just puts it in perspective

the shit that people still find important

is still shit....and now even more so

and they don't even know it

why cry

why not

why not i?

i wish i knew why

i want to but i don't know how

why fight when you have to think

why stand up when you just want to sink

why work when you want to stay home with her

and tell her you'll love her, no matter what occurs

so many symbols

so many souls

so many holes

so many i don't knows

nothing matters except the unknown

why get revenge when the total magnitudes not yet known

why ask questions when people are still sad

why do i feel stupid for my heart feeling bad

why do i feel lazy for wanting to pout a day

and lay down on the sofa tell her everything's ok

why did you do this

you ruined my spirit

why did you do this

mood swinging from minute to minute

i can't explain anything

not even to myself, let alone anyone else

nothing makes sense one minute

and anything does the next

after seeing something so unbelievable

you wonder what's possible

how long will it take

for things to make sense

how long will it take til the ones who have no hearts to suffer the bad parts

why care

when things are impossible to repair

why stop when things start to drop

why fight back

when we can kill

why have faith

when there is no more thrill

why be brave

when we should be scared

why not kill

when we're so prepared

force us to make decisions with your lack of thought

make us the enemy and pretend you never fought

make yourself look innocent

it doesn't matter justice is imminent

it doesn't matter revenge is inevitable

it doesn't matter, it's still so incredible

it doesn't matter if we're actions are dilligent

desperate times call for desperate measures

expect to die

don't expect us to cry

don't lie

when the day of judgment looks you in the eye

come out of hiding

save some lives

be a true hero

stab yourself with your box-cutting knives

fuck you

whoever did this fuck you

you made me feel empty

fuck you

you made me care about politics

when i was happy thinking about nothing but me and her

you made me feel patriotic

when i was sure i had no faith in anything

i was awakened

i had a moment of clarity

the checks in the sky

some explosive type charity

let's come together

and forget what's correct

send back a message

and have no regrets

make the action direct

when two and two don't connect

i don't know what i'm saying

but i'm not playing

i'm so angry i feel like slaying

someone who deserves to be slain

and i'm no where near insane

i just can't stand feeling this much pain

- premature ejaculation | tantra +