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Bluelighter
- Joined
- Nov 18, 2006
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- 1,212
it's been a while, but hey i'm in the mood
People don't rule the world
the world rules itself
People don't ruin the world
the world ruins itself
People aren't ruing the world
and the world isn't ruing itself
But people can be wrong about the world
while the world can't be wrong about itself.
A pile of bills under a pile of empty cigarette decks
surrounded by empty chip packs
jumped together with books and computer cords
all sitting next to me like a friend.
A computer monitor next to a television
blocking my vision of a computer box
upon which sits cd's and cases
and that little house i build from icypole sticks.
A table between me and the rest of the room
covered in random odds and ends and stuff
abused by a weight that it can never shake
filthy where uncovered, it has a crust of dust
And the rest of the room
no one is here right now
its so still
i can here branches brushing against next doors fence.
Instantaneous gratification, this is my addiction
suffering from it day and night, this terrible affliction
I feel a deep and driving need to find happy pacification
instead of taking the necessary means to bring it for any duration
And so its now, I'm seeking thoughts that bring me some conviction
for what I'm really seeking is some words of benediction
for words that last beyond right now can help to end prediction
I'll get my fix as easy as though I just walked in the kitchen
Success
Satisfaction
Left behind a contraption
What a way to start a day I hate in such a fashion
tomorrow is good friday
so tonight we get the honor of
destroying a village worth of food
stores are closed good friday.
yay
People don't rule the world
the world rules itself
People don't ruin the world
the world ruins itself
People aren't ruing the world
and the world isn't ruing itself
But people can be wrong about the world
while the world can't be wrong about itself.
A pile of bills under a pile of empty cigarette decks
surrounded by empty chip packs
jumped together with books and computer cords
all sitting next to me like a friend.
A computer monitor next to a television
blocking my vision of a computer box
upon which sits cd's and cases
and that little house i build from icypole sticks.
A table between me and the rest of the room
covered in random odds and ends and stuff
abused by a weight that it can never shake
filthy where uncovered, it has a crust of dust
And the rest of the room
no one is here right now
its so still
i can here branches brushing against next doors fence.
Instantaneous gratification, this is my addiction
suffering from it day and night, this terrible affliction
I feel a deep and driving need to find happy pacification
instead of taking the necessary means to bring it for any duration
And so its now, I'm seeking thoughts that bring me some conviction
for what I'm really seeking is some words of benediction
for words that last beyond right now can help to end prediction
I'll get my fix as easy as though I just walked in the kitchen
Success
Satisfaction
Left behind a contraption
What a way to start a day I hate in such a fashion
tomorrow is good friday
so tonight we get the honor of
destroying a village worth of food
stores are closed good friday.
yay
