my first love didn't think of me as his first love.
he spitted and walked over my grave,
winning the game.

my first friend in high school didn't think of me as her first friend.
she told me to be happy,
yet got impatient when it was hard for me to breathe.

the boy who saved me didn't think of me as the girl who saved him.
he gave me a coat to put on when it rained,
but now he's trying to take it back.

i don't think of myself as the person i thought i was.
i used to have pride and a sense of belonging for my body and soul,
but i don't mind being shot right in the head now.

i think life didn't turn out the way i wanted it to.

We don't live life
Life lives us
Deterioration, breaks, cracks
Lives us out until we can live no more
Takes all our energy, saps all our strength, courage as it demands
Takes, ruthlessly, unforgiving
It wears us down, like sandpaper does the rough wood that will one day be the dining table, worn, dented, gouged, used,
Old, wrinkled, soon to expire
A new generation in every birth,
Born to be lived, worn, used, deteriorated
And so it goes.

where no man met
but all come together
where wisdom spreads
but nothing matters
where everything is written
but nothing happens

hell yeah on the internet
where no man met

the place for anonymous hate
for undiscovered blemishes
abnormous self-gratification rates
the place for dreams or fetishes
where everybody talks
but no one listens

hell yeah on the internet
where no man met

A ticking clock keeping beat

and sunshine rays leaving

shadows behind the dog

dancing from kitchen to study

absorbing life-beams

from time's continuation.

You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of limbo roar
And I'm young enough to look at, and far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I'm not sure that there's anything left of me
Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on.
You ask me why I'm weary, why I can't speak to you
You blame me for my silence, say it's time I changed and grew
But the war's still going on, dear, and there's no end that I know
And I can't stand forever
I can't say if we're ever gonna be free
Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on.
You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
My energy is spent at last, and my armor is destroyed
I have used up all my weapons, and I'm helpless and bereaved
Wounds are all I'm made of
Did I hear you say that this is victory?
Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
Send me to the rear
Where the tides of madness swell
And men go sliding into hell
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on.

We have this thing
It's always been there
Hiding beneath the words
We are both afraid to say
Behind the feelings
We try to keep at bay

We have this thing
It cannot be denied
The embers never cease
Living far beneath the skin
Behind the innocence
Deep within

We have this thing
Connected within and without
Beyond our understanding
Never letting go
Facing what we want
Believing what we know

We have this thing
It's tied to you and me
In ways of blissful hunger
Tethered at the heart
The mind and the soul
Unable to want to part

We have this thing
Which makes us more than friends
Which binds us stronger than lovers
That makes life technicolor
And makes things better
Just being with each other