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Michael Pick Feb 2013
Now you see me
Differences of opinion
Matters supersede
Why would I be quiet
This isn't destiny
Stop acting like it's set in stone
It's a matter of mentality
Not presidency over home
If you could get by
Without cutting throats
Do you see a reason not to try
Because I don't
Shouldn't you **** up your pride
Work it out

You've never seen a life so worthless
I thought every life meant something
But everybody's on their own
Taking shots at the fall of Rome
There isn't a reason for you to try
Maybe you should just
Sit back
For the ride

The world's run on greed
So it's **** your needs
For the American dream
I mean, take a  look at Steve
He doesn't care you're starving lean
And honestly why should he
When he's got a new car
Does big things at work
Then goes off to the bar
Gets drunk with forty friends
Then goes home to his wife on the fringe
While you're stuck out in the cold
What's life, and what's home
Welcome to the world where you'll never know

You've never seen a life so worthless
I thought every life meant something
But everybody's on their own
Taking shots at the fall of Rome
There isn't a reason for you to try
Maybe you should just
Sit back
For the ride

Why should we pay to feed
It's just a basic necessity
Can we barter, at least
Not everybody can eat
Each man's your brother
Each woman a sister
Oh, but why bother
We're just needless wishers

I've never seen a life that's worthless
Every life always meant something
Nobody should be on their own
We could stop the fall of Rome
There isn't a reason you shouldn't try
You can't just
Sit back
For the ride
Waaayy out of the 'lyric' book from when I first started writing... meh
Michael Pick Feb 2013
I notice there's some pain in me
Maybe I use it to elevate
My mind and ideas, it seems
It holds me down
If this is your decree
Just make some sound
Heal me
With your hands
And with all of your heart
Or most, if you can
I don't pretend to deserve saviour
But oh, would I adore it
Your voice, with words like Heyward
Would you want to, if you could
Save me, that is
Do you believe in better good
Or am I lost like ashes
To ashes and then I fall
My future
My fate
Rests with you
This one's not very good either! xD
Michael Pick Feb 2013
She made a shoe maker into a king
With just a nod, a smile, and a wink
Maybe just only for a day
They had created their
Kingdom come
But while his hands were tattered
And old
Her hands were the softest
And destined
To be
Great
I'm not really sure about this one, I wanted to try a different style. It's kind of about having whatever you'd wished for come true, but it not lasting because it couldn't. I dunno.
Michael Pick Feb 2013
So maybe I push people away
Yeah, maybe I'm waiting
I beg for you not to stay
Claiming that I'd just hurt you
The fact is that I'm waiting for her
Even though it won't happen
Maybe I need a voice of reason
I don't really know though
Maybe I need someone to shove in
Just force me to fall in love with them
Michael Pick Feb 2013
Who could fall in love with a boy who could not love
He who would claim that the world is so fruitless
If he sees a lost cause; then so he is one
Who's writings are Godless and doleful
Such sinister words he speaks, thus must believe
To be alone is what he seems to want
Or maybe for society to kneel at his feet
What goal could he so plainly see
That he would pass all faith this way
So ascetic of human comfort and passion

Who is this man, or rather still a boy
I can't find exactly what is he
He has better hopes for you and your kind
Already forsaking himself and change
If Lucifer was cast from Heaven for love
Then this child was cast from Hell for hate
He understands the collapse of civilization
In a way more subtle than prophetic sayings
There is no void or lack of care in heart
Just experience too young he takes

He lives just to reclaim
Life from greed and mistakes
Yuuuck.
Michael Pick Feb 2013
Separate hearts could beat two at a time
It's yours and of course mine
But mine is withered and shallow
It beats just half to your one
Michael Pick Feb 2013
What is it with kids these days
What's with the way they seem to love to pray
Asking for help, don't you know there's other ways
This'll sound horrible, and that's really a shame
But honestly, does your God know a ******* thing?
What in the world could make you think
That maybe he didn't just run the hell away
Are there really any signs besides what you say
'Oh, he's there, you just can't see him, it's faith'
But I'm calling ******* to all of your ways
You can judge me, it makes no difference to me
I choose to put my faith in people I can see
Yet another one that probably makes me come across as critical, disrespectful, blah blah..
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