Still haunted by the love, light and darkness we shared. encumbered to smile and breathing becomes an art; when you don’t fucking feel anything.

Oh, I can’t help quoting you, because everything that you said rings true.

I’m not like themBut I can pretend

I couldn’t resist him, his eyes were like yours, his hair was exactly the shade of brown.He’s just not as tall, but I couldn’t tell, it was dark and I was lying down.

You know I’m no good

Millions cheer the warriorspilling blood across the ringwhile the one who stands for peaceis ridiculed and shamed.Must hearts forever sufferfrom ignorance and greed?Can bombs heal our soulsor set our spirits free?

Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I’ll make it mine.

My head is a prison I’ve been locked in from the start,So if I’m treated like a criminal I might as well play the part.(attrib: E. Tancarville)

It starts off like climbing a tree or solving a puzzle – poetry, if nothing else, is just fun to write. But deeper into each and every piece, you no longer hesitate to call it...

So you take her to the pictures,trying to become a fixture.Inch by inch trying to reach her,all the way through the second feature.Worrying about your physical fitness,tell me how you got this sickness?

I’d like to hold you in the mountains, like to kiss you by the sea. Take you far, far from here to a place where you feel free. Cause we are safe, we are true,...

The myriad choices of his fateSet themselves out upon a plateFor him to chooseWhat had he to lose

Close your eyes, and think of someone you physically admire, and let me kiss you.

The Ballad of Lucy JordanThe morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy JordanIn a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban townAs she lay there ‘neath the covers dreaming of a thousand loversTill...

They can rip you bring you down, down to their size, but they will never get to the heart you hold inside.

Well, God knows you’re barely standing but you’ve got to carry this heavy load.

I bought the Heartbreak Hotel, on my own with no investors. Closed it down and opened the Fuck You, Get Over It bed and breakfast.

I find peace when I’m confused, I find hope when I’m let down, not in me but in you.

Wake me up from this dream and tell me. Things aren’t as bad as they seem.

She acts like summer and walks like rain.

But I can’t confront the doubts I have.I can’t admit that maybe the past was bad,and so, for the sake of momentumI’m condemning the future to deathso it can match the past.

Are we just dreamingIn the city that never sleeps?Cause I can’t be seeingWhat my eyes tell me.

I took off my glasses while you were yelling at me once more than once so as not to see you see me react. Should’ve put ’em, should’ve put ’em on againso I could see...

I’ve finally decided to write about profit for a changeBut before I really started I already started to feel lameBaby what’s it to a beast who manely to money remains untamed

I love lyrics by bands that have struggled, and they have gone through experiences, be it drugs, sex, whatever it might be, but have gone through experiences that I perhaps haven’t, and I find that...

My task is set before me, girl My mission clear and true There’ll be black knights and dragons, girl But I will always come for you…

Don’t leave it all unsaid,somewhere in the wasteland of your head.

These tears I’m wailing,I spill not without reason.Remove them, my dearest love.Take me to the place I’ve been dreaming of,where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonelyand they whisper,just very softly,Please be mine, Dearest Love.

For mankind you’ve made your wintry bed.A shipwreck of your own mortality

They keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V.And you think you’re so clever and classless and freeBut you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

You held me down, but I got upHey!Alrighty brushing off the dust You hear my voice You hear that soundLike thunder gonna shake the ground-Roar

I’d rather have fun, being young and being dumb, than be saved a spot in heaven

You don’t need this prep but I’m going to give it to you anyway. I can tell, I don’t know any of you that well, but I can see it in your faces that and...

You know I love to spend my mornings, like sunlight dancing on your skin

Easy come, easy go,That’s just how you live, oh,Take, take, take it all,But you never give.Should’ve known you was troubleFrom the first kiss,Had your eyes wide open.Why were they open?Gave you all I had and...

You hold fire within your gaze. It mesmerizes everyone you allow into your maze.I know nothing of your thoughtsbut I need to bask within the warmth of your rays.Nothing you do could ever be wrong.You’re...

I’ve been trying to stay real and true and proud of who I am,all those ideals of how to lookI’ve been trying not to care.But I’m still holding my breath, I ‘m still watching every...

Drink up my honey eyes,Kiss them shut every night,And be my ‘one’ all my life.

My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy

Don’t give up. It’s just the weight of the world.

And make no mistake, my friend, your pointless life will end; but before you go, can you look at the truth?

Hold on to your friends.Resist – or move onBe mad, be rashSmoke and explodeSell all of your clothesJust bear in mind:There just might come a timeWhen you need some friends

I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished...

Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back, A name in your recollection, down among a million same.” – A Perfect Circle.

How strange it is to be anything at all.

Jealousy, turning saints into the seaSwimming through sick lullabiesChoking on your alibis

You used to make me feel like I could walk on waterNow most nights I’m just sinking down and downYou’re the reason why I can’t listen to the same songs I used to

I salute to you Commanderand I sneeze’Cause I have Nowan AllergyTo your policies it seemsWhere have we gone wrong America?Mr. Lincoln we can’t seemto find you anywhere out of the millionsFrom the desertsTo the mountainsOver...

All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and an addressBaby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need youOnce occupied by a goddess, now it’s a room full of boxesShe said, “it’s...

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again.