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Current Music:the falcon~~~~~lazyboy
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Subject:Ha! Now you have a song!
Time:12:37 am
Current Mood:aggravated::living is a lot like dying::
Presidential Pardon Party
Simple and quiet
The perfect type for office
Wing four years and another term
Sign legislature and pass some laws
Of course you only took this job
To save your blood from themselves
Priority number one, the nation settles for number two
What are you trying to prove?

Every year they are given the chance to falter
While you preach to the nation on your alter
Of course they can count on you, their only son
Who ever amounted to anything, who is not better off dead

Your potential to accomplish bigger and better things
Is only brought down by those closer to you than your advisors
A nex tax cut, a new health plan
Will be jeopardized by the cries of your fellow man

Wake up and smell the family politics
The play dirtier and more personal
Than your opponent in the fall
You will win again, their is no doubt
You pay big money to keep them out
Out of the limelight and out of the pages
While your knee deep in these races
Of course you can always count on them
I mean after all it is your motto
To help a brother out from evading taxes from his winnings from the lotto
Your presidential legacy will always reign proud
As the cheif who but his tribe before the country's well being
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Current Music:de do do do, de da da da - The Police
Current Location:Home Sweet Home
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Subject:Take Two of These and Call Me in the Morning
Time:11:18 pm
Current Mood:confused::howbewe::
I haven't used this thing at all anymore. I should get rid of it, but I still like it. Hee hee, I am a dork. Oh well. Today was interesting to say the least. Fun, but interesting. Everything these days seem so bleh. I feel so sad seeing everything go by. Work, personal, pop culture even. It sucks. I wish I could keep everything the way it was, but doesn't everybody? I won't go to sleep easily tonight. It's not a bad thing, more of a hopeful thing. I am still sick, oh so sick. Gosh. I just hope this week goes by awesomely. I really do. I love to hear my phone ring.
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Current Music:takingbacksunday-makedamnsure
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Subject:Breathe In, Breathe Out
Time:09:16 pm
Current Mood:annoyed::thirst for blood::
MakeDamnSure
You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close

To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not


And we lay, we lay together just not!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!! (How close is close enough?!?!?!?!)
We lay, we lay together just not!!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!


I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way!!!!!!!!!!


My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit
In time, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."
It says, "The shade across the bed, you are red, violent red."
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes


And we lay, we lay together just not!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!! (How close is close enough?!?!?!?!)
We lay, we lay together just not!!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!


I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way!!!!!!


I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
Well I trip over everything you say!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!
In the worst way!!! (worst way)


I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me

You won't ever get too far from me
I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far...


I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
Well I trip over everything you say!!!!
Well I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
In the worst way (worst way!!!!!)

I'm gonna make damn sure!!!!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!!!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!!!!!! (damn sure)
In the worst way (worst way!!!!!!!!)
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Current Music:alkaline trio
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Time:07:11 pm
Current Mood:confusedstars @ nite deep in your eyes
QUEEN OF PAIN
There's a fire forming not too far from here.
Out on the east coast maybe it resides in you my dear.
We're worn out on all courtesy
We've made our curtain calls.

Like vampire bats deprived of blood
Into the new york city night we crawl.

And you've got a funny way
Of showing off your bathroom surgery.
You said you were just cooling down
From plans of leaving me.
There's something I should tell you
for we may not have much time...

I've never met arms like yours.

And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.

I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain

There's a hard rain falling,
Flooding your attic it's clear.
I can't put out the fire which resides in you my dear.
There's something I should tell you
For we may not have much time.

I've never seen scars like yours

And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.

I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain

And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.

I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain
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Subject:FUCKING ROBOCOP!
Time:10:12 pm
That is all I want to say...and...
Oh god please, no, not him!
There was no silent clock huh? Then he is not dead...cross fingers
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Subject:The Aftermath of partying...without partying
Time:04:06 pm
God I feel so sick right
I don't want to go to work
I just want to start crying
I hate it

I really feel so shaky and light headed
I wish I could have drank this feeling away yesterday
Instead of feeling it ten times harder today
I said those words to you in my last waking moments
Did they even affect you?
I fucking doubt it

You don't care anymore and it hurts
Cuz I care, a lot, and it hurts

I don't want to go to work,
but off I go
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Current Music:angel and airwaves - the adventure
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Subject:::Sigh:: I can do this...
Time:11:13 pm
Current Mood:worried::hello, here I am::
Gosh...this song is amazing...really...the video is trippy...I can't wait for this album

Here we go, life's waiting to begin...
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Current Music:alkaline trio-'97
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Time:03:03 pm
While You're Waiting
Alkaline Trio

There's a hope in my head
That's been cut and bleed
Dry as your bloodshot eyes
And there's smoke in the air
And it's soon to clear
Revealing our demise

There are some who say
That it's a-okay
If it makes you feel all right
It's just way too bad
Now you're worse than sad
All locked up there in side

And I don't know how you feel
But I'll make you a deal
If you'll make it out alive
My shoulders and ears
Are all yours my dear
I Hope it comes as no surprise

You've been known to say
That you're a-okay
When you're feeling sick inside
I just want you to know
I got no place to go
Until the day you die


While you're waiting
Be thankful for your fingers
I'll be fading
With the colors of your pictures
'I'm not crying wolf,' you whisper,
'I'm really dead this time...
I'm really dead this time'

There's a hope in my head
That's been cut and bleed
Dry as your bloodshot eyes
And there's smoke in the air
And it's soon to clear
Revealing our demise
You've been known to say
That you're a-okay
When you're feeling dead inside
I just want you to know
I got no place to go
Until the day you die


While you're waiting,
Be thankful for your fingers,
I'll be fading
With the colors of your pictures
'I'm not crying wolf,' you whisper,
'I'm really dead this time...
I'm really dead this time'

Your contemplating
You hanging from your ceiling
Can't help hating
You for having that feeling
I'm not joking when I tell you
I'd miss you all the time
I already miss you all the time
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Current Music:the loved ones
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Subject:Beer and an Empty Stomach, not a Great Idea...=/
Time:10:26 pm
Current Mood:apathetic::gotta go, gotta::
First off...wow...this is the most refreshing sound I have heard in forever...Everyone has to fucking check out the Loved Ones, if you love anthemic punk rock music, this is it!. I might go to Tower and pick this album up, it is that fucking good...

School was pretty boss, I have 11% body fat, interesting no?

Work was pimp I guess...I love everyone there and I love working there, and just working period. I will miss Sean a lot, he was my buddy and it just sucks to have him going but it was meant to be...stupid fake supervisors...ehem excuse asst. managers...

That is it, I am going out and getting this fucking album, but first...

Practice and talks=Good Times...

Sam left alone with a pen, pad, bass, and headful of thought running so fast they might pierce through his skull onto a pad via paper? True, and here it is...when reading this, think Alkaline Trio Exploding Boy</b>.

[Call Waiting]
Verse

I swear to god I feel my leg vibrating as we speak
And everytime I go down in my pocket and reach
I hit a button on my phone to see if I missed a call
But no one, yes, no one does such a damn thing [at all]

Chorus
The hum of my PCU plays tricks on me!
Believing you have connected the line
That links me and you one last time
Whose to say it's real, it's all in my mind

Verse
Everytime I go home I swear to god I hear my phone ring
Ring the tine I had put to your picture
But now I just hear my song blast thru my stereo
Of my car as I am parked outside your dorm [room]

Verse
I swear to god I don't get reception in here
And what if you decided to reach me now?|
Will the connection still go thru
Or will we lose the only connection that can disprove

Yeah, I hope a lot of people read this one, I am pushing for this one and the others that I have written in here this past week or so...gotta keep busy I guess, now what do? Read musing on Jack Bauer and Chuck Norris, look at free porn, try to re-write my script for production class? What...tell me somebody I don't think I can make it...
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Subject:Exploding Boy
Time:09:39 pm
Current Mood:apathetic::I LOST IT ALL!::
Great band name, huh? I should be reading two chapters for history and write my pre-lab, but my mind plagues me with emotions, thoughts and distraughts that my neck hurts and my head feels to heavy to move.

Alkaline Trio is so soothing to my soul right now, it is scary, scary good I want to cry. I hate times like these. It is times like these I wish I can go to church and feel great about going to church. I tried to get ashes yesterday and saw everybody else getting them. Kids, babies, mothers who have kids and babies and let them run rampant all over the church. To top that off, vendors on the side selling elotes and whatever they can to make profit at such a holy time. I am a hypocrite for saying this, because I have partaken in activities of the such, but honestly, whilst I was doing these things, in the back of my mind I couldn't help but feel bad about doing it. I mean shit, couples do not kiss on the lips when exchanging the peace offering to one another and neither would they do it on the outside of the church. Same with selling shit, they won't do it in the inside of the church, then why do it on the outside. This argument is pretty weak but damn it I needed a nice parallel to compare. God!

Lent. What to give up. Fantastic thing this is, The Self-Sacrifice. Ugh. Do not get me started on this thing, it is I don't know, ridiculous these days? Thanks to Hollywood and Josh Hartnett.

I hate being such a cynic and crap I gotta snap out of it, I really do. I can't wait for practice tomorrow and just fucking unwind. Just play the bass, play our songs, play my parts. The only thing I can hold on to these days. We need to write. We do. We need to reconfigure, we need merchandise. And business card of the sort. That be awesome. I should have never said anything.
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