Wednesday, July 23, 2008

lay with me, lie to me


Here in the silence of the night
lying awake in a chemical haze,
now i aint so sure
if i have the will to fight
and strugle anymore.
Not so high
but low in a daze,
its so hard to break a habit.
I just dont know how to take an exit.
I am stupid enough to be a clever fool,
tresspassing into your private spaces
like i ever did have a place
in your big and full little heart.
Mistaken and ridden right (and wrongly) from the start,
i am broken and now losing my heat and cool.
no it aint no anger but just hunger
coz you only left me to wonder
What type of your welcome was that so much my fascination??
Wast that seemingly full invitation just a fragment of my imagination!
Now that the prescriptions just aint performing its functions
i am stuck in the middle of this muddled junction
Should I go to the Doctor
or in the arms of Another....

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Bittersweet Bundle of Misery







Now the end is in sight, I'm just tired
Lying awake at night so wired
And fired up with biological urge in my belly
And I hunt for the words on my telecaster
Spinning faster, goodnight you

You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light
You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night
And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight

But I can never hope to set you free
Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery



As I study the lines on the ceiling
I find the fact you're unkind quite appealing
I'm feeling sure that I have come to the end of you tether
And there's no such thing as happily ever
After it just gets dafter, goodnight you

You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light
You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night
And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight
But I can never hope to set you free

Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery

It would take me an age to marry you
Now I've seen you use my razor like you do, its true
You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light

You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night

And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight
But I can never hope to set you free
Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

taking back sunday

every thing was swell on open grounds
when the genuine you were around,
and i still dont believe the truth that you are a lier
but then now you have bored deep into your lair,
clammed up in your shell
while i am in your personal hell,
i guess spring went away too soon
and it is evening before noon.
leaving me on my own
and turning my planet upside down.
where in space are the communication sattelites
and where in this darkness are your bright lites?
i believed in your shine,
but then you took back sunday
it aint our holiday
no more,
and that is for sure .
thought they were mine.