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New Camera! New Woes!

Posted May 16th, 2007 at 12:28PM

Canon Rebel XTi! Pictures! Yay!

And finally, some Good, Bad, Queen lyrics.

When the sunset world begins
Turning into the night I see everything in black and white and then
A love song for the collaboration you and me will never be and then
We’ll let it flow away

End transmission.

Sublime — Garden Grove
We took this trip to Garden Grove
It smelled like Lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain’t no funky reggae party, $5 at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme
I got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah

If you only knew all the love that I found
It’s hard to keep my soul on the ground
You’re a fool, don’t fuck around with my dog
All that I can see I steal, I fill up my garage

Cause in my mind
Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found
Pull over there’s a reason why my soul’s unsound

It’s you
It’s that shit stuck under my shoe
It’s that smell inside the van
It’s my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man

Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on a freeway
Feeling depressed everyday
Leaving without making a sound
Picking my dog up at the pound
Living in a tweaker pad
Getting yelled at by my dad

Saying I’m happy when I’m not
Finding roaches in the pot
All these things I do
They’re waiting for you.

Nirvana — Lithium

Posted January 8th, 2005 at 2:43AM

Nirvana — Lithium
I’m so happy.
Cause today I found my friends.
They’re in my head.
I’m so ugly.
But that’s ok. ‘Cause so are you.
We’ve broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning.
Is everyday for all I care. And I’m not scared.
Light my candles.
In a daze cause I’ve found god.

Yeah [x bunch of times]

I’m so lonely.
And that’s ok. I shaved my head.
And I’m not sad.
And just maybe.
I’m to blame for all I’ve heard. And I’m not sure.
I’m so excited.
I can’t wait to meet you there.
And I don’t care.
I’m so horny.
But that’s ok. My will is good.

Yeah [x bunch of times]

[Chorus]
I like it.
I’m not gonna crack.
I miss you.
I’m not gonna crack.
I love you.
I’m not gonna crack.
I kill you.
I’m not gonna crack. [x2]

I’m so happy.
Cause today I found my friends.
They’re in my head.
I’m so ugly.
But that’s ok. ‘Cause so are you.
We’ve broke our mirrors.
Sunday morning.
Is everyday for all I care. And I’m not scared.
Light my candles.
In a daze cause I’ve found god.

Yeah [x bunch times]

[Chorus]…

Plastic Girl With Plastic Gun..

Posted December 18th, 2004 at 1:34AM

Got back ‘home’ a few hours ago. Will be away from Ithaca for about a month. It’s cold. And I’m tired. Might meet up with a few friends over break. Hopefully will, anyways.

Please send helpful comments on the latest re-design of the site. And the new name(?) Still debating on whether to get my own domain or not. Who knows.

Sonic Youth — Plastic Sun
Plastic girl with plastic gun
Plastic smile under plastic sun
You burn my heart with your frigid stare
Rip me off with your greasy hair
I hate you and your fishy friends
I hate you and it never ends

Plastic girl with plastic gun
Plastic smile under plastic sun
You burn my heart with your frigid stare
Rip me off with your greasy hair
I hate you and your fishy friends
I hate you and it never ends

Tired of the times I wound up dead
Tired of the dogs inside your head
Tired of the needles beside your bed
Tired of the crap you keep me fed
Tired of the people you keep misled
Your blood is turning my blue eyes red
Get your hands off my tomato
Cherry juice on a rotten potato
Subway slasher’s on my ass
Steals my money and smokes my grass
Watch your back or you’re dead meat baby
Throw a dog a bone and you still get rabies

Plastic girl with plastic gun
Plastic smile under plastic sun
You burn my heart with your frigid stare
Rip me off with your greasy hair
I hate you and your fishy friends
I hate you and it never ends

Marilyn Manson — Cryptorchild

Posted December 14th, 2004 at 8:30PM

I don’t care! I still like him!

:disgust:

Marilyn Manson – Cryptorchild
Each time I make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven.
When the boy is still a worm it’s hard
to learn the number seven.

But when they get to you,
It’s the first thing that they do.

Each time I look outside, my mother dies,
I feel my back is changing shape.
When the worm consumes the boy it’s never
ever considered rape.

When they get to you.

Prick your finger it is done…
The moon has now eclipsed the sun…
The angel has spread its wings…
The time has come for bitter things…

Rancid — Dead Bodies

Posted November 30th, 2004 at 10:33PM

My current mood you ask?

Rancid — Dead Bodies
Disfigured and oblique
From the appetite that I seek
I’m a hungry cannibal
I’m a rabid animal
My remains are being scattered
I’ve been bludgeoned, I’m in pain
Stomach pains are coming
And they strike with demon speed

[Chorus]
Dead bodies everywhere
Piles of blood, entrails and hair
I’m bleeding from the inside
From the armageddon outside

Reoccuring rotting dreams
From this place the demons speak
My skin exfoliates
My patience terminates
Unfold to unholy urges
Unearthed with urgency
The holocaust was nothing
Compared to my lividity

[Chorus]

In this oblong box that’s eating you
There’s nothing you can do

[Chorus]

Dead Bodies!
Dead Bodies!
Dead Bodies!

The Smashing Pumpkins — Bullet With The Butterfly Wings

Posted November 19th, 2004 at 10:45AM

The Smashing Pumpkins — Bullet with the Butterfly Wings
the world is a vampire, sent to drain
secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
and what do I get, for my pain
betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though I know-I suppose I’ll show
all my cool and cold-like old job

despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

now I’m naked, nothing but an animal
but can you fake it, for just one more show
and what do you want, I want to change
and what have you got
when you feel the same
even though I know-I suppose I’ll show
all my cool and cold-like old job

despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

tell me I’m the only one
tell me there’s no other one
jesus was an only son
tell me I’m the chosen one
jesus was an only son for you

despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
and I still believe that I cannot be saved
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a
despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

tell me I’m the only one
tell me there’s no other one
jesus was an only son

and I still believe that I cannot be saved
and I still believe that I cannot be saved
and I still believe that I cannot be saved
and I still believe that I cannot be saved

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