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STARRY NIGHT

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Intoxicate me
I’m a lush
Stop you’re making me blush

I don’t think you know
I’m checking you
So hot, so hot
Wonder if you know
You're on my radar

Interesting sense of style
Ten million dollar smile
Think I can handle that


Alright, that's it, I've had enough, I'm on my way to you
It's nauseating and I'm sick of waiting
for all these pointless calls to go through
But no, I'm not a skeptic anymore
At last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for
The moisture in the air is begging for release
and the memory of your stare is raining down on me
Hypothetically if you were point A
and theoretically if I was point B,
we would be, we would be frantically melting
into one massive point
that could overcome anything
Constantly you're working through the mileage in my head
Oh, I'm calculating, yes I'm sick of waiting
How many hours until I reach your bed?
But no, I'm not a skeptic anymore
At last I see what all of this ridiculous hard work is for
The moisture in the air is begging for release
and the memory of your stare is raining down on me
Hypothetically if you were point A
and theoretically if I was point B,
we would be, we would be frantically melting
into one massive point
that could overcome anything
My faith in you could move these mountains I am driving through
It's times like these when I wish I could teleport to you
'cause then we wouldn't have an issue
We're cleverly, strategically
challenging our fright and insecurities,
and never seem to want to leave
Hypothetically if you were point A
and theoretically if I was point B,
we would be, we would be frantically melting
into one massive point
that could overcome anything
Yeah, we would be, we would be frantically melting
into one massive point
that could overcome anything

TELEPORT A & B by THE SPILL CANVAS

today,
there are actually two songs stuck in my head.

because im filled with two emotions today.
HAPPY and SAD.

two common emotions.
but i guess,
sometimes they really make you think.
think about life.

okay,
this is SO not going to be an emo post.

hmm,
i shall begin with the sad.


sometimes in life,
you make friends.
friends that you wanna keep.
but sometimes,
things get complicated.
more feelings are involved.
then you lose your friend.
and what if you like your friend?
as in really like,
but as a friend.
its damn heart pain right?
sheesh,
i guess i lost a friend today.
and im feeling quite unhappy about it.

i apologise profusely to that friend,
whom i've probably hurt.
im really sorry that things turned out this way.

not to forget,
feel people who are important to me are going overseas.
so im stuck in singapore.
alone and bored.
but its alright,
life will go on.
i'll try not to emo in loneliness.
*shrugs*

In muddy grass we stand side by side
with our knuckles interlocked
Black dresses flood the cemetery
in this cliche tragedy
Just do as you're instructed and....
Take this razor and cut your palms
I'll do the same until a river of crimson begins to flow
Now drip your ruby red over the casket
A funeral for my once loved youth
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
a real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly
In gentle greens we stand side by side
with your head buried in my chest
Black veils send me shivering
The fear that part of me is dying
Just do as you're instructed and....
Take this razor and cut your palms
I'll do the same until a river of crimson begins to flow
Now drip your ruby red over the casket
A funeral for my once loved youth
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
a real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly, quickly
Goodbyes are said and roses thrown
And the crowd starts to weep
But the irony of the story is when I fell to my knees
and began clawing at the dirt in front of the tombstone
of my bashful childhood
With you by my side, you're screaming at the
top of your lungs, "let it go"
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
"The ceremony was not proper, there was not enough people,
and who picked the music?
Those melodies almost made me physically sick"
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But in this Bonnie and Clyde kind of romance
tell me what would you do?
My secret is fatally gorgeous
I'd die for you
But when your precious life is at stake
tell me would you die for me too?
The quivering liquids in your stomach
will eat away at the bad habits that have made you
a real character in the story of your now distant life
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly
Goodnight and goodbye, quickly


BLACK DRESSES by THE SPILL CANVAS

its a really emo song.
but its nice.
and im not supposed to be emo,
but i cant help.
i feel like crying.
i think im stupid.
i feel really disappointed with myself.
but i'll try to evict those thoughts ASAP



anyway,
about the happy.

now wipe away sad face.
and happy face appears.


i had a great day today.
i FINALLY watched Yes Man.
and i learnt a moral from the story.
dont say yes to everything.
but somethings i dont regret saying yes (:
those who know, good for you (:

and i owe someone 7dollars for the movie.
but thanks for making today fun (:

well,
i guess happy doesnt beat the sadness.
cos it seems like the sad section was longer than the happy section.
sheesh.

You're captivating while evading
All the questions I have for you like,
"What exactly makes you tick?"
When the guilt sets in tell me
What are we going to do?
Your tongue is wet with a top secret passion
I hope I am the cause of it
I'll navigate this unsturdy vessel
Filled with a soft sea of pillows and blankets
And I fight the urge to explore
The vastness of your curves I adore
You know I, I hate you
No, I hate you more
You know I, I love you
No, I love you more
Yes, it's true
You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused
I still somehow hope I end up with you
Yes, it's true
I romanticize every single thing I do
Especially when it comes to you
I've sunken in the quicksands of love
And I don't want you to rescue me
Screw what my supposed friends think
It's obvious they reek of jealousy
It's obvious they reek of jealousy
And I fight the urge to explore
The vastness of your curves I adore
You know I, I hate you
No, I hate you more
You know I, I love you
No, I love you more
Yes, it's true
You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused
I still somehow hope I end up with you
Yes, it's true
I romanticize every single thing I do
Especially when it comes to you
I hope to God I mean a little more then the sounds that escape your tired 4 A.M. lips
And oh-how I wish I meant a little more then a symphony of heavy breathing and the friction of hips
Yes, it's true
You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused
I still somehow hope I end up with you
Yes, it's true
I romanticize every single thing I do
Especially when it comes to you


HIMERUS AND EROS by THE SPILL CANVAS

gee, i guess the spill canvas is quite emo eh.
ahh wells,
lets look forward to CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS!

PRESENTS.
CHOCOLATES.
PEOPLE.
MUSIC.
FOOD.
ALCOHOL.

wow, its the great christmas party tomorrow.
and im not really looking forward to it.
time needs to pass slower.
time is moving too fast.
sheesh,
when can time stop for me?

and what the fuck,
im sounding all emo again?

i was supposed to watch the little nonya on tv today,
but im totally not in the mood.
i just wanna vent all these out.

i really hate to end today like this.
someone please save me.

im sorry to the few people i've promised not to feel emo and troubled.
i cant help it.
even though i had an absolutely fun time outside today,
a single text has spoilt my mood.
completely.

alright.
enough of this bullshit.




replies to tags:
REUBEN-- badminton you need one hand to hold raquet and the other to hold shuttlecock mah.
BILLY-- i know who you are (: and after watching yes man, you should know that i cant say yes to everything (:


heh,
have fun people (:






TOODLES!












my smile still hasnt appeared ):

♥ MEL
4:25 AM