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STARRY NIGHT
♥ Wednesday, October 01, 2008

I did my time and I want out
So effusive, fade
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Packaging subversion
Psuedo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.
Sinking in, getting smaller again.
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all.
We throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
There are cracks in the road we lay.
But we're the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.
This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess, we could start over.
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness
Venomous, insepid.
I think we're done-I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all.
We throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
Fake anti-facist lie(Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you but (Psychosocial)
Your purple hearts are giving out. (Psychosocial)
Can't stop a killing idea (Psychosocial)
If its hunting season(Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all.
We throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.

PSYCHOSOCIAL by SLIPKNOT

i noticed some interesting lyrics.
but this is a nice song tho.
love it to death.



Os suck.
big time.

and i cant wait for it to end.

and im having a hard time here.
cos i've got a stomachache.

not the shit kind pain.
but dunno also larh.

must drink loads of water these days.
if not i'll just die.

getting pretty emo nowadays.
cant control emotions.
and to my dearest, who have always been tolerating me.
thanks so much, i really admire your tolerance level.
cos im such a pain in the ass.
still, cannot compare to Olevels larh.
that one is tree trunk up in the ass >_<

im such a genius.
fancy taking a break when im supposed to study.
im going insane.
there is no time for break.
and what the fuck am i doing here?
posting this stupid irrelevant post.

i'll totally get full marks for english cos i blogged.
i got to practise my english.
oooooh, how great!

right.

i need to get back to studying.



toodles

♥ MEL
2:01 AM