I think it's time for me
To bid farewell to this scene
I've dedicated the past four years
Of my life to.
I'm tired of being pissed off
At shadiness and underhanded acts
Tired of constantly being stabbed in the back
And seeing others hurt
I'm just tired.
I think it's time for me
To move on, grow up
Be an important piece
In this puzzle we call society.
I'm tired of standing still
With my arms folded, scowling
Waiting for the beats
To put my arms and legs
Into motion.
I think it's time,
I stop abusing my body
Abusing my mind
Abusing my emotions
I'm giving up this love
And taking a new interest
In myself.
In the past four years,
I've made more lasting friendships,
More empty relationships,
And more enemies than I ever thought possible.
I've given my heart and soul one too many times,
Compared to what I've gotten in return.
I think it's time for me,
To say goodbye to the random strangers I've encountered
And hold onto those I've grown to love.
The movement, progression,
Drum and bass music will always
Hold a very special place in my heart,
And will always be an important part
Of my life.
My hands will feel the familiar warmth
Of circulating vinyl, and the cool,
Rigid plastic of a crossfader
For a long time to come.
Every now and again,
My face will be seen at a party,
My frown replaced with a smile,
My mind filled with warm memories.
But for now,
It's time to say goodbye
To this hobby that became a habit,
That became an occupation.
"You burned yourself out, kid."
I think it's time for me
To cool down.
090
8/13/01
To bid farewell to this scene
I've dedicated the past four years
Of my life to.
I'm tired of being pissed off
At shadiness and underhanded acts
Tired of constantly being stabbed in the back
And seeing others hurt
I'm just tired.
I think it's time for me
To move on, grow up
Be an important piece
In this puzzle we call society.
I'm tired of standing still
With my arms folded, scowling
Waiting for the beats
To put my arms and legs
Into motion.
I think it's time,
I stop abusing my body
Abusing my mind
Abusing my emotions
I'm giving up this love
And taking a new interest
In myself.
In the past four years,
I've made more lasting friendships,
More empty relationships,
And more enemies than I ever thought possible.
I've given my heart and soul one too many times,
Compared to what I've gotten in return.
I think it's time for me,
To say goodbye to the random strangers I've encountered
And hold onto those I've grown to love.
The movement, progression,
Drum and bass music will always
Hold a very special place in my heart,
And will always be an important part
Of my life.
My hands will feel the familiar warmth
Of circulating vinyl, and the cool,
Rigid plastic of a crossfader
For a long time to come.
Every now and again,
My face will be seen at a party,
My frown replaced with a smile,
My mind filled with warm memories.
But for now,
It's time to say goodbye
To this hobby that became a habit,
That became an occupation.
"You burned yourself out, kid."
I think it's time for me
To cool down.
090
8/13/01
