I'd fly away
To a higher plane
To say words I resist
To float away
To sigh
To breathe...forget
Heaven's not enough
You think you've found it
And it loses you
And if i could live what truth i did then take me there
Heaven goodbye
Friday, September 9, 2011
Look Into My Eyes And I'll Own You
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
Can take me away and make it ok
I swear I'll behave
You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you
Thursday, September 8, 2011
mlib.
I'm Stuck Inside A Poem
Time wound down and you've been cached. Because half measured shows are all half ass. How did we ever end up this way? And I fall numb in disarray, I’m just cultivating my ignorance. Didn't we have some standards once? This has been my year spent in exile. Second guessed and dressed up in tatters. My birth feet didn't take this path did they? And I'm still looking for a life that matters, more than just chit-chat. I can hardly breathe, and i release into one thousand pieces I have broke in to, over you. If nothing else I am at least myself. It's all I have to give. Everything's changing now, we could live like kings if we take the risk. Or we could live with doubt but one thing i know for sure...everything's changing now. Now I'm stuck inside a poem and then I'm walking by myself...in the dark, all alone... and these actors and dramatists they won't send me home. Well, maybe I'm like my father...strung out on something or another held to a standard. The one we were always sinking under. And maybe I'm like my mother. She shattered cause no one loved her.
Well there goes my life...passing me by like every departing flight.
Death Of Me...
My Hands, They Were Strong. But My Knees.. They Are Weak
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Well Would Ya Look At That..Just Look At It
Animal beatbox
Look At That
David After The Dentist
Ultimate Dog Tease
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Far Away;
Where the cotton used to grow
I'm a stranger in a land
That I used to know
In a land
A land I've not forgotten
Look away
Far Away
Everything has changed here
"Cept some things inside of me
I've hid 'em from the world
Kept them under lock and key
Like the sound of my mama's voice
Callin' me back home
To the place
Where I belong
Far Away
Far Away
Don't know why I left you
And look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away
Carved my name one Sunday morning
On a sweet magnolia tree
I cried when I walked away
Broke my heart to leave
Took that little piece of me
Put it in my pocket
I've lost myself a time or two
And I never once forgot it
Far away
Far away
Don't know why I left you
And look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away
Far away
Far away
Don't know why I left you
But look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away
How did I get so far away
Or You Could Be Hollow
Expect a thousand confessions that you will not find
I try to take off my head sometimes,
because I can't escape the memories
I haven't lost anything except my mind (except my mind)
You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything,
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you.
I haven't wasted a thing except my time (except my time)
Forget the treasures we burned because we'll be just fine
I try to take off my head sometimes
because I can't escape for the life of me,
I haven't lost anything except my mind (my mind)
You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow,
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you
Instead of going underground
Instead of calling them out
Instead of running 'cause your still breathing
Instead of swallowing lies
Instead of buried alive
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
If you need a confession, I'm guilty
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
Do you think I feel sorry? Forgive me.
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
Instead of going underground
Instead of calling them out
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you
Casablanca Sucked Anyways: A DAY TO REMEMBER
This time I’m putting my foot straight through the floor.
You wont be walking through any of my doors anymore.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.
She makes me happy.
She sparks a light inside you’ve never failed to blow out.
Look at everything.
Look at all that you’ve become…nothing more than a memory.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.
You make me sick with every move you make.
When will you find your place in this world?
Cause it will never be beside me again.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.
Good Song.
We've All Heard;
IDK My Bff Jill
...for everyone out there I'll tell you what I think.
I think its different for everyone. Its as individual as the person. It feels like you're safe and not alone. Its growing old. Working things out. Its making it work. Not only accepting someone else but also yourself. It feels good. It's like...a state of being. Its not just a 4 letter word. But today it doesnt mean the same thing as it used to..I mean look back +50 years. It was commitment. Now I'm not saying it's still not the same thing but this kind of love is less common. Look at most peoples grandparents. They are most likely still together...but love is always evolving. But its really just a basic thing thats hard to describe. Theres different kinds of love though. Like you can love a movie, a pet, a person who isn't a family member or your homeboy in a non gay way. Then of course theres family love. But honestly, i think love is just something someone came up with and we've all been raised with hearing about it and seeing it you know? I mean do you have a family member you've never met and they're like "I love you". Ever ask yourself Why? I mean they dont even know you. We've all been conditioned to react powerfully to it because everyone makes it a big deal. I mean most kids first words are Momma, or Dadda right? Why? Is it maybe because thats the thing they hear the most? Momma this, Dadda that? I think love is learning. You learn....If you tell a parrot hello enough times chances are its going to repeat it. So love is basically learning in a way. Love is whatever you want it to be.
10 Items That You Think Make You Cool, But Don't
10. iPhone
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: You can access e-mails, high speed internet, and watch videos, all on your phone. Because really, normal people around you are so fuccccking boring you can hardly stand actually interacting with them.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: I’ve done some research and iPhone is actually a Japanese word that means “something that’s not able to be put in a pocket and instead must be carried in your hand at all times or set on the table in front of you so that any one around you can see it. This may sound shocking, but when someone remarks how hot it is, they’re not asking you to look up the temperature in both farenheit and celcius, or show them a clip on a 3 inch screen from “An Inconvenient Truth” in an effort to relate this heat to global warming. Unfortunately, I own an iPhone. Heh...fancy that.
9.Ironic Belt Buckles
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Now you can show up in bars and point at your belt buckle and tell people that you are a “Rodeo Champion” or a “Pac Man” or a “Truck Driver” or a “Jack Daniels.” And while they will know that you are actually none of these things, you think you’re being playful and a little bit mysterious. You also think this tactic will help you pick up women.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You’re the same person who has ironic facial hair (mustache), drinks ironic beer (PBR) and wears ironic T-shirts (Lucky Charms). You spend your entire life trying to look as shitty and poor as possible while, chances are, you have rich parents or a job for an accounting firm that pays you over $60,000. In four years you will be a Republican living in the suburbs and complaining about your 401k over wine spritzers at dinner parties.
8. Blue Tooth Headset
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: All the other losers have to use their hands when they talk on the phone. Not you! You can talk on your phone and at the same time safely give some loser the finger because they’re only driving the speed limit. It’s Tuesday, doesn’t this asshole know you have your jujitsu class at 24 hour fitness to go to?
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: I don’t give a shit if you’re talking to someone on the other end, when you’re in a Subway Sandwiches and they’re trying to take your order while you say “Listen, you give me that paperwork for the Johnson account by tomorrow or it’s your ass. No mayo. I said no Mayo! Yeah, that’s right, Johnson account on my desk! No pepperoncinis! it’s pretty god damn confusing and asshole-ish to everyone trying to deal with you. Answer your phone when you have time to hold it in your hand. The only people that should be wearing blue tooth wireless headsets are military field generals and the people that work the day after thanksgiving sale at Old Navy.
7. Quoting Austin Powers/Borat/Old School
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Put on your earmuffs because that woman has a vageen that hangs like sleeve of wizard. Yeah, baby! Those movies are HILARIOUS, thus if you can quote them, by default you’re hilarious too!
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: We all enjoy quoting our favorite movies, but let’s put these three to bed. Not only did I have every last bit of dialogue to the Borat movie screamed in my face three months before it came out, but let’s face it, Austin Powers wasn’t funny 10 years ago. And I still have to hear people telling me that “circus folk smell vaguely of cabbage.” On top of it, everyone murders the accents. Whenever I hear some asshole in a bar trying doing his version of Borat, somehow he sounds like a tongueless Canadian with a sock in his mouth. This has to stop or I am going to skip the earmuffs and go directly to cutting my ears off. But I'm not going to lie, I love when people who are good at the Borat voice do it. It's just the people that can't who need to stop.
6. PT Cruiser
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: It’s like a car from back in the thirties! It’s sleek design and throw back look allows everyone tailgating in the parking lot at the Dave Matthews concert know that you’re a free spirit who is all about having good times!
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: If you’ve ever wondered what a gay transformer would turn in to, wonder no more. Not only do they call a retarded amount of attention to themselves on the road, when you drive them you look like a soccer mom whose transporting alcohol during the prohibition era.
5. Tricked Out Bicycles
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: I honestly have no idea.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Instead of looking like some hipper, younger version of a real biker (who actually is cool), you just look like some 8th-grader who blew his allowance on sparklers for his tricycle. With its weirdly-bent handlebars and wacky forks, your “cruiser” looks like the elephant man of bikes. Plus, these things are clearly uncomfortable to ride. I love watching some tattooed douchebag try to look laid back and cool after he had to dislocate both of his shoulders just to reach the handlebars. Not to mention, you could’ve gotten a friggin’ car for what you paid for this piece of crap. Dumbass.
4. Fidel Castro Hats
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Wearing a Fidel Castro hat let’s the world know that you’re different and that you have thoughts and ideas that make you significantly more special and free thinking than those who wear traditional baseball hats.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You know why the Communist Cuba Military can get away with wearing them? Because they carry automatic weapons. You most likely carry a compilation book of Charles Bukowski poems. The tiny bill and camoflauged coloring make you look like a retarded son of a army ranger who had a pair of scissors and access to his father’s closet. I realize you want to tell the world you’re a non-comformist, but unfortunately being a non-conformist means you’re conforming to non-conformism. You might want to ponder that at that next record release party for a band no one’s heard of that you’re pretending to like.
3. Guitar Hero
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Dude, this game totally rocks! I love this song! Hell yes! Welcome to the Jungle, baby! You’re gonna diiiiiiiiiiiee!
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Despite what the commercial says, you do not suddenly turn into Slash when you’re playing this video game. You are playing a child-sized guitar that doesn’t even have strings. It has multi-colored buttons and an on/off button. And playing this video game does not mean you can play the guitar now. If I have to hear someone say “I can totally play ‘Anarchy in the UK’” but actually mean “I can totally play ‘Anarchy in the UK’ on Guitar Hero,” I am going to take a pee inside the nearest PS3.
2. Longboard Skateboards
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: You’re just a laid back dude who likes to cruise the streets and board walks but still has the credibility shared by those who ride smaller, more dangerous boards.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You’re basically one step away from being the little kid at Costco who jumps on the big grocery cart when his mother isn’t looking. Whereas if a normal skateboarder falls he injures himself, you’re traveling at speeds that allow those walking to pass you, and if you fall, you’ll most likely fall on the board and continue traveling. Hence, you’re basically riding a skateboard designed for those without any coordination or athletic ability. It’d be like playing baseball, except replacing the ball with a giant stuffed animal.
1. Funny Ringtones
WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: A ring tone is a great way to give strangers and coworkers a little peek into your personal life and let them know that your grasp of pop culture is vast. You’re pretty sure that having a silly quote from Monty Python or the Transformers theme song as your ringtone will make those around you realize that you are a the guy everyone else wants to be. There is definitely more to you than meets the eye.
WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Having your phone play Right Said Fred’s “I’m Too Sexy” just makes you look (and sound) like an asshole. And the fact that you let it “ring” 15 times while you stand there and look around for reactions to your hilarious little joke not only reeks of desperation, but it makes everyone around you want to cram that phone up your taint. Put it on vibrate like every other normal person and keep your witticisms between you and your collection of Star Wars figurines.
I should have become a journalist. Ughhh I love writing.
Just Keep A Hold On Me And Dont Let Go...
Find our own country
We'll build a house and beds out of palm trees
Let's get away
Let's push our lives aside
I'll sport a smile
Take in some color
Under the stars
I'll be your lover
With no distractions I'm gonna treat you right
Well it seems like things are only getting better
Well it seems like we can never catch a break
Just a keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away
Let's go to bed
Let's stop debating
Look at the time
We're always waiting
But we're in love
And that should be just fine
Well it seems like things are only getting better
Well it seems like we can never catch a break
Just keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away
And if you like (and if you like)
and if you like some other time
I would like to introduce you to the finer things
If we survive (if we survive)
If we survive, get out alive
I'd like to say how beautiful I think you...
Just a keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away
How Sad You're Gonna Be...
I set myself up to fall
I was stupid then to try
And I’m living a lie
I’m in a fantasy world
but the hero won't win this time
'Cause a pipe dream gets flushed away
By all means I’m getting mad
but that don’t mean I don’t feel sorry for you
How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone
You, you never call
You never write me or nothing
I set myself up to fall
I was stupid then to try
There was something in the way
something in the way
something in the way that you shut the door
I couldn’t get enough, when you’d blow me off
I just kept dragging myself back for more
By all means I’m getting mad
but that don’t mean I don’t feel sorry for you
How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone
One day you’re gonna see the life sentence you gave to me
but I swear, one day we will share this cell
I know it’s cold but I will keep us warm
with all the hate I radiate
We’ll be walking hand in hand in hell
(We’ll be walking hand in hand in hell)
How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone
Saturday, August 27, 2011
N00B
Friday, August 26, 2011
Don't See Lightening Like Last Fall
Before you take a swing
I wonder
What are we fighting for
When I say out loud
I want to get out of this
I wonder
Is there anything I'm going to miss
I wonder How it's going to be
When you don't know me
How's it going to be
When you're sure I'm not there
How's it going to be
When there is no one there to talk to, between you and me
'Cause I don't care
How's it going to be
How's it going to be
Where we used to laugh
There's a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore
Like...
The hammocks by the doorway we spent time in
Swings empty, don't see lightning like last fall when it was always
About to hit
Me
I wonder how's it going to be when it goes down
Hows it going to be
When your not around
Hows it going to be
When you found out there was nothing
Between you and me
'Cause I don't care
How's it going to be.
Hows it going to be
When you don't know me any more
And how's it going to be
Thursday, August 25, 2011
And Heaven's Not Enough If When I'm There I Don't Remember You;
Heaven's not enough
If when you get there..
Just another blue
And heaven's not enough
You think you've found it
And it loses you
You've thought of all there is
But not enough
And it loses you in a cloud
"there" most everything is nothin'
That it seems
"where" you see the things you only wanna see
I'd fly away
To a higher plane
To say words i resist
To float away
To sigh
To breathe.... forget
And heaven's not enough
If when i'm there i don't remember you
And heaven does enough
You think you know it
And it uses you
I saw so many things
But like a dream
Always losing me in a cloud
Cause i couldn't cry
Cause i turned away
Couldn't see the score
Didn't know the pain
Of leaving yesterday really far behind
In another life
In another dream
By a different name
Gave it all away
For a memory
And a quiet lie
And i felt the face
Of a cold tonight
Still don't know the score
But i know the pain
Of leaving everything really far behind
And if i could cry
And if i could live what truth i did then take me there
Heaven goodbye
You're A Coward And A Liar;
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
He Won't Go....
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Until The End Starts...
You Made My Heart Melt, Yet I'm Cold To The Core
Friday, January 28, 2011
You wanna rumble in my jungle?
I'll take you on
Stampede your rumpa
And send you home
You wanna rumble in space
I put my laser on stun
And on tha north pole I'll ice you son
You wanna thrilla in Manilla
You'll be killer bee stung
Wanna taste of vanilla
Better watch your tongue
'Cause I'll hammer your toe
Like a pediatrician
Saw you in half
Like I'm a magician
Tear you down
Like I'm in demolition
Count you out
Like a mathematician
I'm so very hot that when I rob your mansion
You ain't call the cops, you call the firestation
'Cause my love is so sweet
You'll be zoom, zoom, zoom
Don't even get me started on my bada-boom-boom
One left, one right thats how I organize 'em
You know I fill my cups no need to supersize em'
Right now you probably thinking how she get in them jeans
Well I'm gifted all natural and burstin the seams
Konichiwa bitches
Konichiwa bitches
Don't I look tasty like a french bon-bon
Even more sweeter than a cherry bomb
Coming with the postman like I'm a mailbomb
Comin in your mouth
Makes you say yum-yum
Hit the gong-gong
Bring the sumos on
I'm 'a kick ass all the way to hongkong
Make the balls bounce like a game of ping-pong
Konichiwa bitches from Beijing to Siagon
Got nothing on me
'Cause you know you're so bum
Dom-didi-dom-didididi-dom-dom
Check the scenario
I'm 'a bust your ear drum
And leave you heads ringing
With the Ring-a-ding-dong
Busy on the mic
Since the day I was what?
Born
ck out my style it's the rock of what?
Mo
Bone
Put myself on the throne
You know when shit is getting heavy
Like it's weights a ton
I will run you down like a marathon
Tape you up good
Put you in the trunk
See you next Tuesday
You is a punk
Ahhhh
Thannnnnnkkkkk youuuuuuuuuu mike davis
I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Smother Me
Someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of the spark
If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes
Are all worn down, the time for sleep is now
But it's nothing to cry about 'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
I will follow you into the dark....
baby all the time
Surely you can take some comfort
knowing that you're mine
Just hold me tight, lay by my side
Let me be the one who calls you
baby all the time
I found my place in the world
Could stare at your face for the rest of
my days
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
Would you smother me?
Let me be the one who never leaves you all alone
I hold my breath and lose the feeling that I'm on my own
Hold me too tight, stay by my side
And let me be the one who calls you
baby all the time
I found my place in the world
Could stare at your face for the rest of
my days
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
Would you smother me?
When I'm alone time goes so slow
I need you here with me
and how my mistakes have made
Your heart break
Still I need you here with me
Baby I'm here
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
Would you smother me?
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
Would you smother me?
Let me be the one who calls you
baby all the time
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Don't You Worry About Me...
So now you have to let your baby fly
You've given me everything that I will need
To make it through this crazy thing called life
And I know you watched me grow up and only want what's best for me
And I think I've found the answer to your prayers.
And he is good, so good
And he treats your little girl like a real man should
He is good, so good
He makes promises he keeps
No, he's never gonna leave
So don't you worry about me
Don't you worry about me
