It's all just a picture
One flash of color behind the next
Each demanding to be recognized as something new or novel
While they both are of the same
Tangential one may claim
So distant from itself
As though its shadow were not its own
Hidden yet uncovered
Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 9:38 AM UTC
We're All Here To Create
But what are we really
Our hands grasped so tight
When the cup should just spill free
Report me to your role
Not as the alternative
A conversation about nothing
Without a thought to give
So natural and so real
As it all comes to cut
Dangerous as designed
Never left to ask what
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 9:50 PM UTC
All of this shouting, but who's to really claim
When we walk around so faceless with nothing to gain
It's just a system to extrapolate your fears
Designed to be destructive, disgusting, and to jeer
Quiet as we sit, appearing only to view
Questioning nothing, we're erupting into something new
It's a victimless society, for we have all chosen consent
As we cry to the TV for what's true, we pray and repent
Blinded by the odds we ebb and bob like a float in water
But the bed is dry, there's nothing to deny, enjoy this job
Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 10:13 AM UTC
Distraught and disturbed by most things around
It's all a mind state, viewing from the ground
But it's tough to look up, when there's never enough
Of what us needed, to believe, and you feel so stuck
Conceited in their actions, distractions posed in factions
Everything is meant to be, how could this really happen?
Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
Freedom isn't freedom when you think about it really
When there is no other way to live
Trapped by societal pressures and stressors to be something greater or lesser
But it's not really who you are
Enriched with your own self-esteem
Nothing from pill, powder, or green
Controlled of the station viewed
But that's not how they want it
All the companies have fronted
Thousands of dollars for their revenue
It's freedom from the free
That's what we're looking for
Freedom from the free
For ever and ever more
Freedom from the free
What's playing on channel four
Freedom from the free
Television stations do not exist anymore
Aug 5, 2012
Aug 5, 2012 at 1:22 PM UTC
She's all alone
It's Thursday night
She's eating with a candle light
A glass of wine or maybe three
To help to drown her company
The noise around is all a blur
Everyone's laughter seems to stir
As people pass they all will stare
She noticed, and hoped that one would care
No love for work
No self-esteem
No one to love
Nothing to dream
She's had enough
It's all the same
Not another day of this stupid game
Her shopping bag is fully packed
No thoughts for action, the plan is exact
With one last toast she'll kiss goodbye
Her loneliness and the beauty of its lie
Aug 5, 2012
Aug 5, 2012 at 1:18 PM UTC
Here you are as am I
When we both look at the same
Acting like it's differernt
Such a ridiculous frame
Your clouded eyes could never see
The reason to your rhyme
Detached from the consequences
Everything is just fine
Squares and circles all align
What could ever differ
Please don't talk to me anymore
Understand and refrain
Look at me one more time
Ask me something or get lost
To me it seemed
That you had been taught
Aug 5, 2012
Aug 5, 2012 at 1:09 PM UTC
Verse 1
You can't keep me in
I will never stay
Release your jagged grip
It will happen that way
(chords continue for 1 line)
Yes, it will happen that way
Verse 2
I will shove and budge
Right past the other ones
Down that hall of mirrors
Staring into the sun
(chords continue for 1 line)
Yes, staring into the sun
Chorus
So tell me please
What is your remedy
To release me from this freeze
I feel that I have tried everything
But now it's time to stop
Verse 3
Just need a breath of air
Or a glimpse of light
To get my mind prepared
For this final flight
(chords continue for 1 line)
Yes, for this final flight
Verse 4
There is no time to waste
No not another try
Release this emptiness
With one final pry
(chords continue for 1 line)
Yes, with one final pry
Chorus
So tell me please
What is your remedy
To release me from this freeze
I feel that I have tried everything
But now it's time to stop
Outro
It's time to stop
It's time to stop
It's time to stop
It's time to stop
It's time to stop
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 11:23 AM UTC
Plastic lights and seat belts
Orange milk fingernails
Laughing just like you meant it
Whatever you do must sell
People will think that you're hostile
If you don't smile at a crime
And approach the commiter asking
Would you like lemon or lime
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 11:13 AM UTC
Nothing is what it is
The emptiness of it all
Vast, numbered, varied
All encompassing
It surrounds and it chokes
Life much like death
Light much like dark
So bitterly indifferent
May 24, 2012
May 24, 2012 at 9:56 PM UTC