Wednesday, January 14, 2004
"Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades" .......Brand New
Keep the noise low.
She doesn't wanna blow it.
Shaking head to toe
while your left hand does "the show me around."
Quickens your heartbeat.
It beats me straight into the ground.
You don't recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets
barely whisper, "This is so messed up."
Upon arrival the guests had all stared.
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch,
unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.
(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)
He keeps his hands low.
He doesn't wanna blow it.
He's wet from head to toe and
his eyes give her the up and the down.
His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up.
But the body on the bed beckons forward
and he starts growing up.
The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.
She hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything he learned from his friends,
he doesn't feel so prepared.
She's breathing quiet and smooth.
He's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time," he says.
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He's holding back from telling her
exactly what it really feels like.
He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.
She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her.
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect.
He whispers that he loves her,
but she's probably only looking for...
(Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.)
So much more than he could ever give.
A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He waits for it to end
and for the aching in his guts to subside.
The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.
Up the stairs: the station where
the act becomes the art of growing up.
The fever, the focus.
The reasons that I had to believe
you weren't too hard to sell.
Die young and save yourself.
The tickle, the taste of...
It used to be the reason I breathed
but now it's choking me up.
Die young and save yourself.
Posted at 06:45 pm by angelicsarcasm
Friday, January 09, 2004
I'm such a big idiot! I read the story I had to read for hw, for my english class at school so that I wouldn't have to take my book home. But like an idiot that I am, I forgot that I had read the story already by the time it was time to go home, and I took the stupid book home. So I pretty much lugged extra weight for nothing........man I'm such an idiot!!! lol
Posted at 08:56 pm by angelicsarcasm
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Today is exactly a year that my dad has passed away. I miss him so much!!! R.I.P Papi!!! Love you!
Posted at 06:20 pm by angelicsarcasm
Wednesday, December 31, 2003
The Voice Within....... by Christina Aguilera
Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly
When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day
Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you're lost outside look inside to your soul
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Yeah...
Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know
You'll make it
You'll make it
Just don't go forsaking yourself
No one can stop you
You know that I'm talking to you
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Young girl don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fallPosted at 10:16 pm by angelicsarcasm
Thursday, December 25, 2003
Merry xmas everyone, hope everyone got some good gifts and had a great time. I sure didn't! But anyways just wanted to say merry xmas!
Posted at 06:27 pm by angelicsarcasm
Saturday, December 06, 2003
Another Song.......one by GC
Hold On
This world
This world is cold
But you don't
You don't have to go
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care
You're mother's gone and your father hits you
This pain you cannot bear
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Your days
You say they're way too long
And your nights
You can't sleep at all
Hold on
And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to no more
And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to no more
But we all bleed the same way as you do
And we all have the same things to go through
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Hold on
What are you looking for?
What are you waiting for?
Do you know what you're doing to me?
Go ahead...What are you waiting for?
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking, you're one step closer
Don't stop searching, it's not over
Hold on if you feel like letting go
Hold on it gets better than you know
Hold on |
Posted at 05:23 pm by angelicsarcasm
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
Hey I'm checking you out, checking me out, checking you out! LOL, aren't I cheesy. Wanna know more about me? Of course you don't, but go here anyways! Check me out!
Posted at 08:27 pm by angelicsarcasm
Thursday, November 27, 2003
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I hope you ate good. I did! I have to go so later!
Posted at 09:04 pm by angelicsarcasm
Sunday, November 23, 2003
Well two days ago, the 21st was my brother Felix's birthday. He turrned 20, he's so old, lol, j/k. But yeah anyways I talked to him on the phone, and he was making fun of me becuz I live in TN now. He's cruel!!!! But then his phone got cut off, well his cell phone really, and out conversation was cut short. But at least I told him happy birthday! I'm such a nice sister, I call my brothers to tell them Happy b-day! Well this weekend was very boring, but also very interesting. I've been making layouts lately, yep, I'm gonna put them on my new site, which is still under construction so I can't give out the url just yet. But I will as soon as its ready. My other site got deleted some how, so I have to start form scratch on it, stupid servers!!!
My new favorite song of the week is:
Puddle of Mudd's "Away From Me"
Yea
Look at me now
Just sittin here by myself
And I think you found someone else
No more have to find
A way to put the bottle down
And why can’t you see
That I’m drowning in a pool of misery
I’m always afraid
That you’re gone
Away from me
I’m always afraid
That you’re lost in somebody
I’m always afraid
That you’re gone
Away from me
I’m always afraid
That you’re lost
So here I am
I wanna be by myself
And I think you’re fucking someone else
now im gonna have to find a way
To take the knife out of my back
And how could you leave me
Stranded in a closet full of puddles
I’m always afraid
That you’re gone
Away from me
I’m always afraid
That you’re lost in somebody
I’m always afraid
That you’re gone
Away from me
I’m always afraid
That you’re lost
Maybe you could let me stay
Maybe just for one more day
You could help me stay the same
Maybe things won’t ever change
Maybe we could taste the rain
You could push me out the way
Now I sit here by myself
Think about somebody else
How could you let them take you away from me
There’s somebody else
There’s somebody else!
Posted at 08:35 pm by angelicsarcasm
Sunday, November 09, 2003
Run run run run run run run run Run, YEAH!
You better make your face up in Your favourite disguise
With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters when the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter down the door
You'd better run!
Run run run run run run run run
Run, YEAH!
You better run all day and run all night
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you're taking your Girlfriend out tonight
You'd better park the car well out of sight
Cause if they catch you in the back seat trying to pick her locks
They're gonna send you back to mother in a cardboard box
You better run!
Run run run run run run run run
Run, YEAH!
Posted at 05:08 pm by angelicsarcasm
