These are some lyrics I wrote. I have no band to use them for but I just felt like writing so here they are:
I have this anger pumping through my veins and it burns like fucking fire. Everything you say stokes the fire, burn in this inferno. Glazed eyes and dry mouths. No rhyme or reason. I’ll beat my head against this desk til my hate spills out all over this piece of paper.
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So sick of hearing that you’re so sick and tired. So sick of hearing you’re so right and we’re so fucking wrong. Alienating those who are on your side. Claiming you’re everything we’re not; what a fucking joke. Look in the mirror: does your own posturing make you sick? You hate what you are. Pat each other on the back because you really “showed us.” It’s pathetic that you feed yourself homemade bullshit. Go choke on your embellished self worth. You’re not a part of anything? That’s wrong. You’re a part of the problem.
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I’ll cough up mud and piss to rain on your parade, shove my middle finger in your face to make you question what you’ve made. I’ve grown tired of these gridlocked fucking minds; stuck in their own conditions, what a fucking shame. If I could just stop all time and make you question yourself, you would still probably give me a blank stare. No integrity. No point. No mercy. No remorse. I’ll stick your face in the mud and make you question what you’ve done.
14 years ago
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