American Steel- Two Crooks
They say you’re trouble
I know damn well what they mean
They wink their eyes until they can’t see anything
Your crooked smile and my crooked mind
If I ever saw two crooks, it was me and you
For myself and a good friend.
You want I should post it when I am done?
the lawrence arms - brickwall views
the days are flooding into months. the nights are staring into centuries. i’ve got some older pictures of people i see once every couple years. intrigued or unamazed. “you were so much different back in those days.” and now this smile has a bitter curve. now these eyes are unenchanted. and all we see is a faded image of what we used to be. how can we relate when we don’t know a thing about each other anymore? when we don’t know each other anymore?
this cracking broken feeling was inevitable,
hate to be speechless at a moment like this,
you are compassion,
i am overdramatic, unintentional,
i try to communicate telepathically,
i wonder if you ever hear my voice,
i know things never work out right
I am full of wine and pie and Epstein Barr virus and bad ideas and sinus infection and shit and nyquillllllllll. I can’t work filefreak like this.
Anyway. Here’s a song.
I crave my own misery I’m the reincarnation marquis I create a list of easy tasks because I just love to, I just love to, I just love to check shit off To bring myself closer to the edge ‘Cause I won’t take another step to risk the benefits Of my sympathetic friends
Everyone I fall in love with Has already fallen in love with someone I respect So now I’m an altruist Oh fuck, just this once, can I root for the home team? I’m always the bee to kamikaze to save the precious queen Watch the sympathy turn to pity From my sympathetic friends
Lemuria- Rough Draft
