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Wednesday, August 01, 2007


010807 has always been the day of beginnings for me.
Today is the beginning where I give up.
Forget it. This better be worth missing you.

Hey you,
let's press the pause button on our VCR of life.
for just one moment, let time freeze forever into our 'perfect' time.
think back reflect.
then eject the tape.
label it.
and put it in a box before getting a new one to start all over again.
don't forget,
the tape in the box is a decade worth of everything that sucksandrocks.
just don't wipe it.


Get out of the city if it hurts.
You're too blind, move it over,
try to get closer to the lifestyles of gluttons;
seem so seamless and perfect.
I've been the secret that you've been keeping.

Ears to the wall, eyes on the prize.
See that you've made a mistake,
and we all know what you've done here.

Dear Interceptor, I've been waiting...
Show me something.
Hold the phone, we've found an answer.
Full moons and minot keys to get there faster.
Mirror, mirror, see this as clear as crystalline.
Second-hand interpreter.
The spoken word for change.

Wait for me, I wanted to feel this safe.
I can't hear you scream.
Hold the phone to make it better,
I can't hear you.

Blood to the beat.
This thirst of the Lion can't be quenched by cigarette strewn cubicle air.
Dear diluted, while you're dreaming...

Hold the phone, we've found an answer.
Full moons and minot keys to get there faster.
Mirror, mirror, see this as clear as crystalline.
Second-hand interpreter,
deep into the Red we need a change.

Just look at this cardboard cut-out,
this puppet that you've become.
Let me be the first to acknowledge you've no pride,
you've no purpose.
It's so typical to think less is more when you're out of the lead.
Don't hurt yourself.
Settle for less.
It's so typical to think less is more when you're out of the lead.
Second-hand interpreter, the spoken word for change.

Wait for me.
I can't hear you.
Hold the phone,
we've found an answer.

The day I can write as well as him, the sky will fall.
I intend to make it fall.

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