Tuesday, December 30

Music

"I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

I don't care what you think,
As long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery"

"I Don't Care" - Fall Out Boy


"End this suffering
You made a monster of me
Through all your wicked lies
Forever tortured by you
Abandoned at death's door
Until I said no more

Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

You made a rock star of me
Gave me this wicked life
Paid to be tortured by you
A life I now abhor
And still I say, no more

Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

Think over all of the shit in your mind
Think over and come to grip with it
Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said
Think over all of the shit in your mind
Think over and come to grip with it
Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said

When you want
Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now

You made a monster of me
Until I said no more
Don't look away
You're just a former regret of mine
And when you want, just look away
You're just a former regret of mine
Erasing now"

Music is the rhythm of my soul.
And some lyrics are burned into it.

Freedom is a soothing thing.
Leaving my options open.
Means I can hang out with Ashley without having a boyfriend to conceal things from.
Maybe I can go after a guy more suited to my needs.

My friend Kyra says I'm a decent actress.
I can't lie to save my life, but I'm good at concealing my emotions.
Or letting a recessive one take stage to get attention.
I love giving people a taste of what they're not going to get from me.
Leave the work to someone else.
It's cruel, yes. But it's what I love to do.

One more day.
Just one more day.
I can wait that long.

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