Give Everything

Today's mantra is gratitude

2011-11-13T15:45:00.001-05:00

The days are full of storybook romance

the myriad of thoughtful acts

A million ways I'm into you

I'm never getting over you

I'm sorry for exposing you

I know you hate it when I do

But I had to write one for my better half

The days are new, the nights unwind

You break my world, you change my mind

Run out of love, come down from life

Run out of pain, my life has changed

It's obvious it's all been said in cheesy poems and chick flicks

The mushy shit that people say, it makes us chuckle everyday

So how can I express to you the recent dramas we've been through

I wouldn't have been fine without your help

The days are new, the nights unwind

You touch my world, you change my life

Run out of love, run out of life

Come down from hate, the world has changed

But we may never have met if it weren't for him

Hey Derrick, maybe somehow you're listening

Today's mantra is gratitude

You changed my life

I'm sure you knew

I'll never forget the words that you said

The life that you lead

I'll never forget, I'll never forget

Cavanaugh Park

2011-11-07T18:32:00.001-05:00

At Cavanaugh Park
Where I used to sit all alone in the dark
And dream about things that I cannot say
you always said destiny'd blow me away
and nothing's gonna blow me away

At Cavanaugh Park
Where you used to take me to play in the sand
And said to me, "Son, one day you'll be a man
And men can do terrible things."
Yes they can

At Cavanaugh Park
We used to get high
Watching teams as they fought
They loved my friend Adam
But he always got caught
Man, that kid made fucking up look cool
Aren't we all so cool now? no

At Cavanaugh Park
Where I used to think that this life would be good
And I would do things that I thought that I should
And no one's gonna tear me down

And there was never any place
For someone like me to be totally happy
I'm runnin' out of clock and that ain't a shock
Some things never do change

Never do change

2011-10-31T19:25:00.000-04:00

Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived.

I see all this potential, and I see squandering.

God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables;

slaves with white collars.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes,

working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.

We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place.

We have no Great War. No Great Depression.

Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives.

We've all been raised on television

to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars.

But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact.

And we're very,

very

pissed off.

Goodbyes

2011-10-20T19:38:00.002-04:00

Why does only goodbyes show us how much we truly mean to each other
The beautiful things that we're not ready to lose or have yet to try
Knowledge does not come in books it comes in caskets
I don't wanna see how brave we can be anymore
I've seen the strength it takes to get past and move on
And would trade it all away to know how to keep you here forever
Maybe I've grown too old
Missed out on the glamour and the glory
Just can't see past the tears and the pain
Oh please don't bury me in the rain

Olympic

2011-10-16T21:34:00.000-04:00

Could it be I'm a lonely one

that made everything so upsidedown now
could it be all the lies I told that gave
nightmares to me after an olympic day
you said everything was fine
but I saw you through
and I knew that I was just as bad as you.
Never said I would give you up
but if I must then tell me why now
never said I believed in all those things I've heard
about you from those rumours now
I thought everything was fine
but you proved me wrong
and I was taken by surprise.

The Decline II

2011-10-11T19:18:00.000-04:00

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone

The man who used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head
Like a Barry Manilow, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care
Not designed to make you care
They're betting you won't care

Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain

The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe

Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members of
Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the decline

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green

somos lo raro
somos la puta municion
en esta guerra de clases

The Decline I

2011-10-03T22:06:00.005-04:00

Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?
I took that .22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where, have you gone to?
I swear, I never thought I could
I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed
The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faiths

The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someone's bitch

Don't think (Stay)
Drink your wine (Home)
Watch the fire burn (Be)
His problems not mine (Safe)
Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one

Flawless II

2011-09-25T23:15:00.005-04:00

Dear Stan,

 I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad?  Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn...

Flawless I

2011-09-18T20:19:00.001-04:00

Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped ALL of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*
Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

Stars

2011-09-13T19:31:00.001-04:00

My envy can't describe how I loathe you for having all the stars
Leaving my eyes to marvel the sky knowing it should be mine
Yet it's you I see wasting the dream that only I deserve
I'll tear off your face to see your smile
As you build your dreams on my shattered hopes
I'll look back on a day once loved

and fantasize for tragedy

Swallow your pride

ruin me

2011-09-08T12:45:00.001-04:00

Spill on me your nostalgia
And cataracts...
That fell
Behind self-concious eyes.

Oh God. Hurt so fucking good

i just want you to fucking wreck me

i want you to wreck me.

Please just give me back my heart
Well it's been too long
And I will burn no more
Tired of all these lies
And elsewhere eyes of yours
So I will scream
And dream of what's to come
Ruin me.

Im not a superhero

2011-09-07T11:34:00.003-04:00

She rolls her eyes and lights another.
"One day I'll quit these things they're killing me"
She blows her brains right out her fucking mouth
"I just don't know how you do it"
Well, there is nothing in me
that you don't have deep within your fucking self.
Yes, the body is weak but the mind is strong
and it controls the body,
you are not a slave, and I am not a superhero.
The difference between hard
and impossible is a thousand miles wide,
but that's not what you want to hear.
So you live a lifetime of regret
instead of moments of uncomfort
never knowing how great it feels to be free.

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So my blog has increased a lot since the beggining on to this day, more than i would imagine when i created a site just to save old pics and song parts that i love, i wanted to put them all together in one place more secure than my hard drive so i choose here, this will be the place i will look forward in a few years to spread some tears of my youth. Since this is getting a bit of attention, i will start adding some content posts, not about chemistry, maths, sports, lame "life tips" or anything...i will just write what i feel to write, and i will be always thankful to you.
That being said, i really wasn't going to say nothing about this vid, cause for me is just one word, one state of mind, this single video makes me shake and sometimes bring me to tears, is not the music quality (you can barely hear what he is singing) or the video quality (far away from HD) is something most people don't see but i do, and i love it...i hope you like it.

2011-09-03T16:20:00.000-04:00

But two weeks home cripple me
because the trees don't pass
and the lines don't move
as the white walls collapse
on my ramblin' boy blues that's howlin'
howlin' for that open road because
no arms can hold
no home can warm
like the gaze of the rays of a distant lost-highway sun.

When there's a million more miles to roam,
I think of the life left for me back home:
A "paradise" to watch their "greener grass" grow,
and all the time to feel alone.

pave paradise
put the keys in
turn the engine
let the big green van drive me from this city
to anything but simplicity

To anywhere from this city,
To anything but simplicity.

Piano man

2011-09-01T19:47:00.000-04:00

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes."

la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum

Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' all right

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life

And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about their life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

A place in the sun

2011-09-01T12:22:00.002-04:00

Would you believe that the last time these skinned knees healed
It no longer amazed me like it used to and I hate to say it but...
Things they suddenly made a simple kind of sense
The horror, the madness, the helplessness of it all
That there is indeed beauty as well as blood
In life's ocean of disasters
These shattered dreams and dead promises
Will not stand forever like graves
But one day grow legs and slowly walk away
In between the tornadoes and stomped on untrue love letters
There will be those shining gentle moments
Like the last page in your favorite book or
How badly I miss my mother
But how much I've come to love my father
And you scream that it's been forever since
You witnessed blue fucking skies
But trust me when I say that, yes
This too will pass
It will quiet
Literally nothing stays the same Just look to the clouds and you shall see
Always changing forever moving on again and again

Life's one worthwhile guarantee

2011-08-30T21:03:00.000-04:00

I'm sorry
I heard about the bad news today
a crowd of people around you
telling you it's ok
and everything happens for a reason

when you lose a part of yourself to somebody you know
it takes a lot to let go
every breath that you remember
pictures fade away, but memory's forever

an empty chair at all the tables
and I'll be seeing you when all my days boil down
but its better where you're going anyway

I'm sorry
I heard about the bad news today
it's really hard to get through
tough times and long days
but it really just depends on the season

when you lose a part of yourself to somebody you know
it takes a lot to let go
every breath that you remember
pictures fade away, but memory's forever

an empty chair at all the tables
and I'll be seeing you when all my days boil down
for now we'll say good bye
we know it's not the last time
I've lost the best part of my day
but its better where you're going anyway

an empty chair at all the tables
and I'll be seeing you when all my days boil down
for now we'll say good bye
we know it's not the last time
I've lost the best part of my day
this is the last thing
i will remember
its better where you're going anyway

I'm Bach

2011-08-29T19:09:00.000-04:00

I know in the lead it may seem me might be
but no matter what they doing they don't do it like me
like a G, i hold it down for the town i'm at
ina flash like that

recognize im back

2011-04-26T22:34:00.000-04:00

hey! it's been some time since my last post, im sorry i was studying hard for some test, now im back on track (don't ask about the exam tho hahaha)

Now that you've turned the world against me

I'm only trying to win them back

With my eyes sewn shut

To shut down and bathe in these words about me

And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun

Standing alone with your eyes to the sun

That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together

Worlds are ruined this way,

And we've all been there time and time again

Before the battle always seem so still

And I will see you someday again in the clouds

All the world's a stage!

And all the world's a stage!

2011-04-14T20:00:00.000-04:00

I really don't have words for this one, even if you already know it or not, just hear it. For me im going back to the start.

2011-04-07T19:52:00.002-04:00

Just to say we're sorry
For the black eyes and bleeding lips
When it's hard to forget
How many lies we told,
Or how we'd grow
Before i said goodbye
So lets scrape our knees on the playground

Wasting the hours now,
We're all suckers for tragedies,
We'll start this over again,
And you bring us to our knees,

As sunrise comes,
And the story will sell
A few hundred papers,
So we'll follow you up!

It's not your fault
You feel okay,
It's too late in the day
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed,
And can't come out to play

I never listened to a word,
You never said,
I never listened to a word,
You never said,

So raise your hands up high,
And let this rain pour on,
So raise your hands up high,
And Wash us away,

Like innocence and childbirth
You look just like your mother,
And you look just like your father

Forgive him our father,
Your son is smiling
So lay roses around you...

2011-03-30T19:35:00.001-04:00

I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go when the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between you and your big dreams
It's always you in my big dreams

And you tell me that it's over
Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clover
And you're restless and I'm naked
You've got to get out, you can't stand to see me shaking
No could you let me go, I didn't think so

And you don't want to be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
Cause you're afraid to find out all this hope that you had sent into the sky
By now had crashed and it did because of me

And then you bring me home afraid to find out that you're alone
And I'm sleeping in your living room, but we don't have much room to live

I had these dreams, in them I learned to play guitar
Maybe cross the country, become a rockstar
And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But damn it you're so young but I don't think I care
And if I hurt you then I'm sorry, please don't think that this was easy

And then you bring me home cause we both know what it's like to be alone
And I'm dreaming in your living room but we don't have much room to live

And Konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
But we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere
My Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do was touch her long blonde hair
And I've been thinking, it hurts me thinking
That these nights when we were drinking
No they never got us anywhere no

This is because I can spell konfusion with a K and I can like it
It's to dying in anothers arms and why I had to try it
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car
When the first star you see may not be a star, I'm not your star?
Isn't that what you said, what you thought this song meant

And if this is what it takes just to lie with my mistakes
And live with what I did to you, all the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock, it's 11:11 and now you want to talk
It's not hard to dream you'll always be my Konstantine
My Konstantine they'll never hurt you like I do
No they'll never hurt you like I do no

This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did
You know that you keep me up in bed
This is to a girl who got into my head with all these fucked up things I did
Hey maybe baby you could keep me up in bed my Konstantine
You spin around me like a dream we played out on this movie screen
And I said did you know I miss you, did you know I miss you
did you know i miss you, did you know i miss you
did you know i miss you, did you know i miss you
did you know i miss you?
god i miss you

And then you bring me home and we go to sleep but this time not alone no
And you'll kiss me in your living room, I know you miss me in your living room
Cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room
We don't have much room, I said does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live
my Konstantine

2011-03-22T21:18:00.000-04:00

I can't remember the time or place,

or what you were wearing,

it's unclear about how we met,

all I know it was the best conversation that I've ever had,

to this day I never found someone,

with eyes as wide as yours,

I've been searching up and down this coast,

overlooking what I need the most

did you notice I was afraid?

I thought I'd run out of things to say,

two more hours until today burns this away,

and it starts all over again,

the sky will never look the same again,

till you show me how it could be,

the sky will never look the same again,

till you show me how it could be

and everything else is irrelevant,

to the story so far,

a coincidence that you looked like her from afar,

is it true that you like to sleep alone?

Or is it what you just tell everyone?

Did you notice that I was afraid?

I thought I'd run out of things to say

two more hours until today burns this away,

and it starts all over again

the sky will never look the same again,

till you show me how it could be

the sky will never look the same again

till you show me how it could be

and when the world turns over

ill keep my ears to the wall

and when the world turns over

ill keep my feet straight on the ground

2011-03-17T22:09:00.000-04:00

Please just give me back my heart
Well it's been too long
And I will burn no more
Tired of all these lies
And elsewhere eyes of yours
So I will scream
And dream of what's to come

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Well i'm going to take advantage of the situation and ask you for 3 simple favours, if you can and doesn't bother, can you please follow this 2 friends of mine who are starting to blog and need some extra incentive from followers

-http://thesurferparadise.blogspot.com
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And lastly, if you can, go to http://www.battleofthebands.com/u/inithecreation and vote for the band "I, the creation" (a blogger ask me to do the favour and im supporting him)

This will be (i think) the last time i ask something in my blog, i'm sorry if this bother you, hope you like the original post.

50 followers!

2011-03-15T20:05:00.001-04:00

So i achieve the (for me) amazing amount of 50 people folloing my blog, i want to thank you all for the support and the comments! and im glad you enjoy visiting my blog, i will try my hardest to make it good so you keep coming!

2011-03-13T20:22:00.000-04:00

Your grand dad left home for the circus. He was young just like me,
with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia.
She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor.

Your mother was born in December, on the one sunny day that winter gave up.
She had warm summer eyes that flickered like fireflies,
when she stared at the world.

So why do you leave these stories unfinished,
my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes?
Why do you look when you've already found it?
What did you find that could leave you walking by?

She was raised in a New England village.
Then she moved to LA with her firefly stare,
and you loved sunset strip when it sparkled,
you grew up and you sparkled but why don't you care?
And these nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real,
like that firework over the freeway.

I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel.
So why do you leave these questions unanswered?
The circus awaits and you're already gone.

My Cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile,
what makes it so easy for you to be walking by?
And what did I do that you can't seem to want me?
Why do we lie here and whisper goodbyes?
Where can I go that your pictures won't haunt me?
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?