in the night came the tears that needed to flow.
lets watch each others infidelities and practice working on our insecurities,
make it happen and prove them right. leave them with a sense of urgency that soars through their everything.
i have people on my side. i have love on my side.
i dont have you on my side,
bring it back. that night that was over so soon.
why did i have to end the show before the credits?
ask the director, the producer is hanging in the closet.
i guess he thought his work was failure,
if only someone could have told him he is nominated for awards.
this year will be awardless. rewards and failure.
in the morning i come in the morning i go i loved you till the new year but got lost in the snow.
success is measured by the amount of lines on your wrist.
this is treason against the holy court.
who said i could want? love is not the other sex.
i said the golden line...its hard to write when you're happy.
so im back with a confused smirk and looking for my familiar faces. for when i feel sad.
i will be great
i will be good
i will be there
with or without you.
its starting to look that way.
back to the circus with you, young children lost from their parents belong in huge crowded areas.
comfort comfort why cant i find you when i need you?
why do you have to go.?
sleep this one off like an international hangover.
madness is the elixir of below.
happy new years brendon masters
youve shown what you have,
no show them what theyre missing
for it will be lonely at the top
and ill need all the comfort i can afford.
healthy habits start with unhealthy perspective
my lines are still flowing with the lava that embodies their stature.
if they're pretty, clean and gone i am good.
this is where that shade of grey becomes a little less defined. lets come together and say
that you want me
only my hands and lips can take you off your isolationism perch.
too bad i cut off my arms and sewed my mouth shut.
here i am in my dark place bringing smoldering candles to the party.
it feels like a fall.
but theres also a kick to the ribs.
hope you dont mind me bringing out your insecurities.
my carpet is stained, dirty and torn. yet ill never budge. turning around is almost to give up my breath.
so this is what love is, the sheets being ripped off the bed in the frostiest of nights.
lets get lost in human pleasure.
cant help my heart from beating
so loud thunderous and deep.
this lake is cold, deep and churning.
someone in my vocal chords is up to no good.
ill never find the very special feelings i could.
the rain will wash away the dirty buildings and streets
the eye shadow oh that black
theyre all about the lines in their eyes.
and the colors in their cheeks.
the guys staring and
the days becoming weeks
time to find my swimming pool. they never used to put fences around public places..barefoot and sprinting, ill make it if i just keep going.
i think i can
i know i can
stay on the same page.
it will all make sense when you go back and read, its always been right infront of you.
can you really write a book that can be read backward, forewards and upside down?
looks like a challenge
this is the part of you that will keep the relationship in the toilet.
but hes so popular in japan!
they love his style and his non attached life.
everyone knows the goat at the top of the mountain is lonely.
stop shaking, they can feel the vibrations below.
you want to go back
but a goat never steps on a loose rock twice.
keep the sticks i gave you. sleep is out of the town tonight and shes taking numbers. you too would be smiling. the similarities are startling. oh geez, what do you tell everyone about your perfect girl now?
and you talked her up so high! too bad she had to bring your dignity and self image with her. drugs are powerful and for use prescribed by your lower identities.
so you wanted your image, you heart broken lonely boy
now that youve got your lyrics id say its time to get a playing.
hit those sticks and bang those drums. move those hips and drop those jaws.
shrieks that love a melody, theyre partner in crime loved by the general public.
is here such a thing as a beloved murderer? i swear they will listen, and the love story will probably play out too.
dont count on it though.
counting on things when theyre not numbers is never advised.
Life is full
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