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| afterall we're only shooting stars
permanent black wandering inbetween the rusting bars
i swear i'm innocent...
i only take what is rightly given
i came to the house at 5 past 3
broke the locks and made attempts to steal your family
well only parts of it
the parts i needed to completely complete me
calling firefighters to put out the mess i made
i didn't mean to cause a fuss or make the living dead
i needed answers why
and i swore you replied, to take it upon myself
and now its dynamite
inside my eyes tonight
where am i going now?
periodically i missed that period i need
only every now and then turned into routine
how is this happening?
and if your up there they say something to me
now i tried ever magic trick that there could ever be
now i know the blood in you can't be the blood in me
no matter how i try
for tiny growth inside, its just not happening
so i picked seven babies out from 7 family trees
now im cuffed for setting fire to those remaning leaves
that was a tragedy
those 7 casulties to get what i deserve
i'll never be sorry
it was my destiny
to get what i deserve
this is my desinty
for eternity
we get what we deserve
2. standardized tests
aren't always perfect
i'll try again in an hour or so
i'm getting nervous
i should be nautious
52 days is a long time to go (with nothing)
standards and tests are so crucial to vampires
you drink the blood while a lay hear a while
check mark for right ones
x out the wrongs
i did my best to be worthless or woth more
two lines are better than one line
two lines are better than one line
two lines are better than one line
two lines are better than one line
two lives are better than one life
two lies are better than one lie
3. you're done when you're done
there i said it
it's done and it's done and I'm done
with unravelling bandage
nothings going to change my mind
but a mindful embracing
i've chased it and faced it and watched it forget my time
its over and I'm over it,
and ovaries are so overrated
i asked for answers to prayers
but you must be faking
the bottom of the barrells looking sweet
and pretty ripe for the taking
God told me "katherine tomorrow you'd feel alright"
I'm your baptist in the water
you can call me your holier half
so wade in... and wait it out
its done when its done
we're not done.
4. take this keen advice
your an all star, but a cynic
let's wait until your sober
and get the family strait
so, hold on hold on hold on
you've got the make sure that it's over
your wrapped in four leaf clovers
waiting for a miracle
though no one else can see me
you've just got to believe me
i've been sent strait from jesus
and he sends his best regards
don't ask me for answers
to your misguided cancers
I'm here to stop the spreading
if you'll just listen to me
5.
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| i am writing this blog only for jimmy, because blogs are beautiful.
jimmy, don't be mean to see the green, you'll get caught in the machine. | | |
| leaving on tour with anathallo tonight, should be a blast. i am reading bad twin, the lost book. amazing. its written by a guy who dissapeared on oceanic flight 815. talks allot about numbers when used together equal the apocolypse, and of the 17th century prophet jon locke.... amazing.
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| i got a tattoo today of a small girl hung upside down by her feet. she is reading my name is asher lev, and is crying crosses. the tattoo is 2 feet by 1 foot and cost me 1200 dollars. who are you? i am the reaper. i can't wait to see it. deep voiced and all. sweet god its cool. i learned how to play every string instrument last week. i can write and compose music as well. the devil is hiring is waiters! | | |
| i am tired of writing songs that don't mean anything. there are four cards on my wall from my girlfriend amy. she has sent me 23 cards in 15 months. i have never sent her a card. when i was standing in little 5 watching dave bazan play i got a nose bleed and started to throw up blood. he was actually pretty good, i don't think the two are related. the first card has a fat hampster on the front of it saying "Being smart witty and adorable is a full-time job" now that's confusing as to why there is a hampster on the front of the card. a fat one at that. then on the inside is says "you do it so well...happy birthday". now i can only conclude that that means i am overweight. the second card is a little boy with his hands over his face with no text on the outside. inside it reads "Okay, when i open my eyes, you will reappear...i miss you" this is precious. and i love it. the third card is a little girl kissing a little boy and on the inside it reads "you are the all-time smoochiest". this card is rediculous. smoochiest sounds stupid from anybody but her. if j told me i was the all-time smoochiest... its not like i would be suprised because he is definately queer... but i would still be offended that he used the word. above me there are two pictures... one if of len and i with eachothers bands t-shirts on... we are both wide mouthed and pointing at the other t-shirt. this is a great photo. the second is a photo of amy, at the time i was wearing a white t-shirt and had thrown it over her head while still on me, and her head is popping out of it with mine. this photo is akward, but remindful. in manhattan woody allen looks at the young miss hemingway and she says "you know isaac, sometimes you have to have faith in people". i have no faith in people. people are terrible people. i am a terrible person... like the rooney song. now i am wishing i wouldn't have quoted rooney next to a genius but i guess that shows how much i wish i didn't listen to rooney, but still do. i bought a brand new guitar amp today. it is basically the same amp i had before but on steroids. i am selling my other one for 400 dollars. if anybody knows anybody who wants it, let me know... because ebay is calling, and its calling loudly. by the way it is a fender 2x12 hot rod deville. 8 months old. and i just replaced the tubes and had it biased. i have a skull guitar strap that my 8 year old cousin alexai gave to me for christmas. and i think i am going to use it. its just been hanging here, for almost 16 months. these are bands that lately, i do not enjoy. deerhoof, animal collective, owls, neil finn, and death cab for cutie. these are bands that lately, i do enjoy. belle and sebastian, trail of dead, son san diego, vic chessnut, wilco, and the weakerthans. so i went to the doctor today and found out that i am suffering from heavy anxiety. i can't stop itching. right now my left arm has never itched as bad. they gave me an all natural anti-anxiety perscription. but i haven't yet got it filled. i am anxious about sxsw. chances are it really doesn't matter cause there won't be anybody important there at our show... but its the idea of south by in the first place. this is where my heroes belong. not me. not yet at least. i don;t think that "deal or no deal" helps the anxiety either. andrew, andrew, chase, brandon, trey, wes, chris, jonathan, jeremiah, andy, garrett, trevor, james, and graham have all been members in manchester orchestra. what the hell happened. ill leave with a joke.
there was a man that walked into a bar that had a head as an orange. he sat down at the bar and the bartender said "hey buddy, what is with your head being an orange". the man said "well i met a genie". the bartender laughed and said "oh jesus, i have heard about these kinds of things, what'd you do? mess up the phrasing like the man with the 12 inch pianist?" and the man laughed and said well i had 3 wishes. the bartender asked what they were and the man proceeded to tell him. he said "well my first wish was that everytime i open my wallet there would be 10 thousand dollars in cash... that way whenever i opened my wallet no matter how much i took out or was in there before there would be 10 thousand dollars. a never ending supply of money that could fit in your wallet" the bartender look amazed "that is an amazing wish, wow" he said. "what was your next wish?" the man took a sip of his beer and said "well my send wish was that for every woman i saw, she would be equally attracted to me... that way if she was a dog, i'd run, and she'd run too... if she was amazing, she would think i was amazing"... the bartender laughed out loud and slammed his fist on the bar..."GOOD LORD, that is an amazing wish!!! good lord son, what was your third wish...?"
"well, my third wish was that my head would turn into an orange."
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