Sunday, December 28, 2008

i'm starting off my morning by waking up in the afternoon.

it'd take me twenty eight days to walk to you.

you and me, we're gonna be heartbreakers.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

it's not that I mean to fuck up
but sometimes the world fucks up anyway
and it ends up being my fault.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

suicides an escape for the young and hopeless.
the older you get the harder it is to let go
a death wish is built on the ideal
that someone wants to see you live.

i trust you when you're not trying to help me kill myself
i trust you when you're not trying to help.

i'm not good, but i'm feeling higher
drunk in the dark it looks the same
so close your eyes and breathe a little faster
because it's gonna get better before it gets worse.

i trust you when you're not trying to help me kill myself
i trust you when you're not trying to help.

"The only reason for time
is so that everything doesn't happen
at once"

and i trust you
and i trust you when you're not trying to help me kill myself
i trust you when you're not trying to help.
second guesses' currency
doubts make the world go around
betrayal is what makes you feel alive.
can't get out of my head
because i'm out of my mind

and it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
but there's nothing nothing nothing nothing left but
press the pound key, if you love me.

you keep thinking i care
i do but it's never been about you
i wasn't expecting all these
near misses and almost catastrophes

and it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
but there's nothing nothing nothing nothing left but
press the pound key, if you love me.

just say the word i'll give you
back everything you need
and nothing you could ever want
i'd bet anything that's all you'd take.


and it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
but there's nothing nothing nothing nothing left but
press the pound key, if you love me.
"what a match.

i'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

i wasn't expecting all this.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

second guesses' currency
doubts make the world go around
and betrayal is what makes you feel alive.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

don't take your shit out on me


i can care about anything i want to, it's not up to you to decide what's important to me. if this is, it is.

it's not up to you to ignore my friendship and do that to me. that fucking hurts.

it's not up to you to call me on something that i'm not doing, to doubt me in what i'm doing, or to claim that's not what i'm doing.

that fucking hurts more, that you couldn't believe me when i asked you.

thanks.
i don't have rhythm or rhyme but i tried
too many near misses and almost catastrophes
secrets this good aren't meant
for someone like me

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.

take all my sorries and shove them back in my mouth
choke on them because i can't take anything back
regrets are for the lost,
bad memories for the wicked

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.

so kiss this whole thing farewell and good bye
so kiss this whole thing farewell and good bye

it's easy to believe
you're worthless when you're tired
there's nothing left but
press the pound key if you love me.

Monday, November 17, 2008

i don't have rhythm or rhyme but i tried.
you keep telling yourself that.
neon lights are heaven for the vampire set.

doesn't matter how high you are
you're always looking for the person
who's there to snap the cord.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008



new song, trick.



lolarious version of me playing welcome to the black parade, badly.




cover of empires' hayley, for angie.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

she wears sneakers in the snow
and doesn't get why her feet get cold
she wears trucker caps and doesn't care
that that trend is so oooold.

And I can't help loving her
And I can't help loving her.

when she tells me stories
they always involve a giant squid
she always dreamt of moving
where the loch ness monster lives.

And I can't help loving her
And I can't help loving her.

And maybe someday my girl will see.
And then her and I can swim across the sea.
Because I can't help loving her.
Oh, I can't help loving her.
And I can't help loving her
And I can't help loving her.
pasted on grin of trying
to keep my head above drowning
one foot in and one foot out the door
I'll listen but you'll keep talking.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

i know you're there.

enjoy yourself(ves).

Saturday, October 11, 2008

like a whole new world
i can't remember the last time i was this happy and not lying to myself.

Posted by ShoZu

Thursday, September 25, 2008

New (first?) song for the band. This is me playing it so they can write their parts.

This is how bands separated by 6000 miles do this, right?

Anyway, here we go.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

i want to, i will.

i'll get there.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

press the pound key if you love me

Friday, September 12, 2008

coming into something
bigger than expected
funny how when you
mash a bunch of things together

sometimes it works.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

i feel like this isn't me.

it's hard to say,
like there's something
crawling around
something that's bigger.

it's fall
time to put on the mask
time to pretend i have some sort
of talent that if i had i wouldn't be here.

sometimes i'm weak.
sometimes i break.
sometimes i get sick of smiling.
sometimes
sometimes.

tell me when to stop. x3.

i did something that i am not ashamed of.
even though you'd like me to be.
but tonight isn't about that.

i'll emulate and imitate
and never originate.
and you can fuck off, because i'm happier that way.

these are never songs, just fragments of poetry
i apparently missed writing when i was fifteen.
like everyone else with the internet or a spiral notebook
i'm aware that i'm just another cliche (and no, i don't do it best.)



sometimes all it takes is one thing to make you smile.

at least i don't have that hair.
it's easy to trick yourself into thinking you're worthless when you're tired.
suddenly feel like nothing can go right
or write.

or anything.

what happens when you're on a dead set path to nothing
with no option b.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

wish I could take the puzzle pieces
pile themback intoplace
pick up each worried life
And make it a perfect picture
Snapped into spaces
Instead of broken into bits.

Friends close and far
Keep me going to the end
For you if your head is as mixed up
As mine gets sometimes (may contain nuts)
I love you, i'd do anything to make you Guys smile (I'd swim the ocean for you)
Say the word
And I'll give you back more than you need

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." Albert Einstein.

Always different from the other side
Keep your hands on my body
Your skin on my mind.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

I'm so bad at guitar.





Monday, August 11, 2008

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i'm not good, but i'm feeling higher
drunk in the dark it looks the same
so close your eyes and breathe a little faster
because it's gonna get better before it gets worse.
fall in love after i'm in love already
feel with all i've got
landing's never soft
brace myself for
recoil and retaliate

and i'll keep you close
even though somewhere
it's killing me to do it
because it'd hurt more
if you weren't here
and i'll tell you everything i know
but i'd never tell "you."
take all my sorries and shove them back into my mouth
choke on them because i can't take anything back
i don't do mistakes in the past, only in the present tense
regrets are for the lost, bad memories for the wicked
the first hit always comes free
i'm smiling hopeless still.
i'm the best at breaking up
at pulling out when the going gets rough
dodging blows and wave goodbye
keep my feet on the ground
and keep my own hands dry
suicides an escape for the young and hopeless.
the older you get the harder it is to let go
death wishes are built on the ideal
that someone wants to see you live.
all i know is that my hands are shaking
because you let me know yours are too.

we sit and wait for news
while you sit on the edge of-

we wait for cell phone calls
and stilted laughter
of "i almost-"
but "not quite".
guess you got lucky, this time.
because,
"it's ok, i'm ok."
two sides of the game
at once it's played
keep one your toes
if it falls
you're going down fast and hard
miss something i can't even name
my heart breaks for something i'm not sure of
i feel like i'm not me
like my skin doesn't fit
like i'm half underwater
not bothering to try to breathe
We got out clean
Nothing but a note
And a list of songs
To remind you that
We survived each other.