Is it really okay?

Is it really okay?
You were a child who was made of glass
You carried a black heart passed down from your dad
If somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now
We all turn away when you're down

You want to go back to where you felt safe
To hear your brother's laughter,
See your mother's face
Your childhood home is just down to white bones
And you'll never find your way back

And when you're gone, will they say your name?
And when you're gone, will they love you the same?
If not, that's okay.
If not, that's okay
.
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# Posté le dimanche 20 septembre 2009 19:20

School is back in session and the girls are out to play!

School is back in session and the girls are out to play!
we S - T - U - P - I - D
when we go to the club we dont need ID
everywhere we go its a party yall
we gon get it crackin like the mardi gras
get stupid
get stupid
get stupid
get stupid
go stupid
go stupid
go stupid
come on go stupid wit me
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# Posté le lundi 24 août 2009 00:31

The Casa Nova Sessions

The Casa Nova Sessions
[All I really wanna do is to love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can't say it after all that we've been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feelings inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

Well how long, can I go on like this,
Wishing to kiss you,
Before I rightly explode?
This double life I lead isn't healthy for me
In fact it makes me nervous
If I get caught I could be risking it all ]
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# Posté le dimanche 21 juin 2009 15:07

Modifié le mercredi 15 juillet 2009 22:21

Alice, Alice

Alice, Alice
Should we yet document audacity, your last allegations we write.
With yet another man-made miracle, this borders on the spiritual. It's time we came to fight.
And should we open our eyes then we'd know. That the lines we once drew in the sand turned to stone.
If we ever held back what we write... Then our message is clear, my dear: this all ends tonight.

Yes, we are. We're cutting it close as you stare at the scenery. Truth, we write. Always colorful, cutting and cold.
Yes, we lie. And we see eye to eye though you stand at the feet of me. And so, tonight... means goodbye as the story was told.


Alice, Alice... the queen is raging. The Cheshire cat with his smile fading.
A pawn. Eight. Squares. Now her majesty. We're curious to know which hole you followed the white rabbit down

Yes, we are. We're losing some friends and we're changing the scenery. Truth, we find. Always colorful, cutting the cold.
Yes, we lied. We knew you were destined for underachieving. And so, tonight... Means goodbye as the story is told.


Alice, Alice... the queen is raging. The Cheshire cat with his smile fading.
A pawn. Eight. Squares. Now her majesty. We're curious to know which hole you followed the white rabbit down


We'd step through the looking glass now.

So... Should we yet document audacity, your last allegations we write.
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# Posté le jeudi 18 juin 2009 19:12

Modifié le vendredi 10 juillet 2009 16:30

How am I doing?

How am I doing since you did what you've done to me?
I can't lie, I cry sometimes and I don't get much sleep. That's how I'm doing since you did what you've done to me.

I get flashbacks that fill me with paralyzing fear.
You have made me afraid of the dark and weary of my friends.
I don't know who to trust anymore because I have no idea who the fuck you are.

Why would you do this to me? Again?
Do you have any idea what you have done to me?
You took away my independence.
I can't go anywhere alone.
The places I used to feel safe at send me into horrible panic attacks. I can't breathe.

"What if you come back again?" is all that runs through my mind.
I hate what I have become.
I hate what you have made me.

If I ever see you again I will teach you a thing or two about fear.
I will show you what its like to have your sense of security stripped from you.
I will do exactly what you did to me, except I wont be as nice.
You will be awake the entire time.
You will feel the excruciating pain that I felt.
You will know what its like to beg for everything to be over.
You will feel humiliation worse than anything you can imagine.
You will cry.
You will pray for mercy.

I will show you what a little girl is made of: gun powder and lead.
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# Posté le samedi 13 juin 2009 13:02

Modifié le samedi 13 juin 2009 13:18