| In the far off distance As my taillights fade No one thinks to witness But they will someday Feel like a question is forming And the answer's far I will be what I could be Once I get out of this town |
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HushI took a deep breath, hoped no one was home I opened my eyes and I wasn't alone Senses and meanings no longer exist Memories remembered but never once livedHush
I can't be without you But you're impossible to love
You wear a disguise of a pitiful refrain I can't wait to never see it again It seems your rehearsals have paid dividends Let's try it once more in front of your friends
I can't be without you But you're impossible to love
You left your pretext inside of my ribs Please help yourself to twisting it in Four years of memoirs displ
by *MDAS
No Place Like HomeHe furrows his browNo Place Like Home
With the look of a man
With a mountain before him
And blood on both hands
He looks to the summit And starts on the climb Falls back to the ground
Like he hasn't the time
Into the unknown There's not long to go No place like home Or so goes the hope
His eyes to the sky As the rain lashes down Arms outstretched wide Like he's ready to drown
A hand on his shoulder Her words in his ear We'll never surrender And that's why we're here
Into the unknown There's not lon
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Scared AliveThe ending always stays the same The last to win and the first to blame Nothing's easy and nothing's changed Kill the time awayScared Alive
I'm scared alive So come inside The prophecy's about to die The habit's dead The river's red Sleep arrives when I lay my head
Observing from higher tiers A life less craved for all my years No awards for volunteers To venture is to gain
I walked a path that led to nil I clenched a fist and turned the wheel Habits chased but failed to yield And disappeared from view
I'm scared alive
by *MDAS
Extra Sensory DeceptionI believe in concepts They are the solid truth Deliver to me with forceps With one hundred percent proofExtra Sensory Deception
Sell it to me in a jar That's easily opened Sit back, enjoy a cigar Your work here is done
Hit me on all five senses with a barrage It's a mirage
Information so convoluted
And so intertwined, no needle to find We won't be saved by fairy tales Cheques and balances save themselves Fallacies dressed up in tragedies It's not fair but it's over
I believe in humans They are heaven-sent Some are fated to front us &nbs
by *MDAS
Life Vs LivingMy thoughts are thoughts without me And the battle's already won I'm as lost in my distractions As a shadow behind the sunLife Vs Living
The chapter nears completion And the words we left unsaid Become the most compelling Path we never dared to tread
I have never sold you Excuses come for free I told you There's so much living left
After time has gone
The girl ripe for approaching Took the last bus out of town The off-the-beaten track I'm taking Leads back into crowds
The plane crashed in the sea Both the pilots fell asle
by *MDAS
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- Current Residence: The soul's eclipse
- Interests: Reading, writing, movies, philosophy, growth, inspiration and knowledge
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- Favourite band or musician: Portishead, Pearl Jam, Massive Attack, Deftones
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Tanta stultitia mortalium est.
What fools these mortals are.
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Tis too much proved that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er The devil himself.
You're forgiven, because apparently your head hurts.
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Tanta stultitia mortalium est.
What fools these mortals are.
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Tis too much proved that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er The devil himself.
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Tanta stultitia mortalium est.
What fools these mortals are.
Kismet, if you believe in that sort of thing.
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Tanta stultitia mortalium est.
What fools these mortals are.
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“Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself is true wisdom."
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Tanta stultitia mortalium est.
What fools these mortals are.
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“Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself is true wisdom."
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