Ever noticed how magical it feels
to have your romantic
and platonic
best friend tell you
that they love you in the same day?

i have.
- posted by Third @ 5:44 PM (1) comments

 
there is nothing in the world more upsetting than making someone you love cry.
- posted by Third @ 6:39 PM (0) comments

 
Loopy says he likes it up on top
Yes he knows if he ever lets go
The pretty machine will swallow him whole
He has no fear he has no sense of shame
He will not stop until everybody everywhere
Wants to know his name
The one hit wonder he likes the big time
He says he wants to live the kind of life
That will make the folks back home
Bitch and whine
He knows if he ever even gets the chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
They can't hurt you unless you let them
Loopy says he sure does like the good life
Yes he knows all those women who scheme
Are just pretty pictures in the pretty machine
He knows if he ever gets to try
He will bite down hard to make the monster cry
He knows if he ever even gets a chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
They can't hurt you unless you let them
I will say it again
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
Loopy says he likes it up on top
He prays to god and he hopes like hell
That the pretty machine they will never fail
He has no fear, he doesn't really even have the time
He knows that the world is in love with the pretty machine
Oh yeah, the pretty machine
The one hit wonder, he likes the big time
He wants to live the kind of life
That will make the folks back home
Scream bitch and whine
He knows if he ever gets to try
He will bite down hard to make the monster cry
He knows if he ever even gets a chance
He'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
He knows if he ever even gets to play
He will stomp like god to make the monster say
They can't hurt you unless you let them
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
They can't hurt you unless you let them
They cannot hurt you unless you let them
- posted by Third @ 3:10 AM (0) comments

 
i want a geologist to tell me.
i want him to tell me if there's an intermediate step between coal and diamond.
Because i happen to know that the word "Diamond"
comes from the Latin for "Inconquerable,"
and at the very innermost, that's what i want.
A core that is made by pressure and hardship, but utterly invincible.
- posted by Third @ 1:37 PM (0) comments

 
She said,
"Thanks but I'm broken.
I guess
You must have misspoken.
What a laugh
I've never been chosen by anyone."

She was barely a teen;
Hanging out in between,
Just a part of the scene.
With mercurial smile,
And incurable style,
She was only a dream.
How's that:
He didn't know a thing about
Making love to the kind of girl you read about.

He said,
"I'm bound to be broken.
My Daddy bet
That I'd amount to nothing;
He won't let anybody show him anything."

He was a troubled child
Had been down for a while;
Always kept to himself.
No she couldn't defend,
He only wanted a friend:
Now he's made something else.
It's so sad, no one saw it coming...
The paper said that he hit the ground running.

Oh yeah,
I know I'm not broken
A little cracked
But still I'm not broken
I wanna laugh but I think that I'm choking on reality

When the
World is turning for you,
Don't turn on me.
"Who are you here to repair?"
"Well I don't know what you mean."
You could never resist
Glorifying despair
Well now it's coming to you and I don't really care

Well I'm not
The kind to insist
You couldn't have missed,
We must coexist...
So please listen to me:
There is no such thing as human debris.

Oh yeah,
I know I'm not broken:
A little cracked
But dad, I'm not some nothing.
I wanna laugh,
I'm not joking...

I'm unbroken,
Oh yeah, I said I'm unbroken...
I said I'm unbroken...
A little cracked; it's just a token.
I'm really not broken...
Who'd 'ave guessed I'm unbroken...
- posted by Third @ 3:28 PM (1) comments

 
i can't describe how eerie it is
to recognize someone who was your best friend
but who you don't even know.
- posted by Third @ 4:10 PM (0) comments

 
I kill the rhyme again, I'm comin' sick and on time again
Words manifest from deep inside where people hide
Within it, chemical unbalanced on the triple beam
Fuck what you heard, it's about what I ssen
I seen it happen, back hand brand to face smackin'
Definite disorder, now his mindset is blackened
The doctors say he's got the brain of a murderer
This rugged style steals your brain like a burglar
My heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass
It's not receding my body going numb
A bad trip child, rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by
Go away, I want to be thrown away
Born sick, nothing in his hands but his dick
He couldn't handle pressure,
He couldn't handle shit
And the life he was leading, led him down the wrong path
Where the guns blast, don't give a shit about the god's wrath
Don't wanna talk to the counselor-doctor,
To tell 'em how he feels;
He'll tell 'em whats's proper
The situation's unclear like gray
And I know it gets worse everyday
I am a mess, I've made a huge mess
I can't control myself, I'm losing it
I've spilt all my marbles
Cause I see you inside of me
Sometimes I want to be thrown away
A hyper spaz, and that is me
Sometimes I want
to be thrown away

My words are weapons
oh, which I murder you with.
Please don't be scared
please do not turn your head
we are the future
the 21st-century dyslexic glue sniffing cybersluts
with homicidal minds and handguns
we are insane nothing will change
we are insane nothing will change
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but
I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope
well
there is nothing to save me now so
i will not look down
and again and again and again
it happens again and again and again
there's no beginning
there is no end
there is only change
progression backwards
is this where we are heading
take back your soul forget your emptiness
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I
will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am
tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground
falling to the ground
down to the ground
i speak of madness my heart and soul
I cry for people who aint got control
lets take our sanity lets take compassion
and be responsible
for every action
hell no, know how ,the way, the way, the way know how, the way know how
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am
tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now so
I will not look down
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope, well
there is nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground
down to the ground
all the way down.
- posted by Third @ 3:56 PM (0) comments