Control

You are beautiful this way
The eyes of the world on your passionate face
You steal the keys and close the gate
But you don’t realize I’m already in
You say that it’s over, but you let it begin
Don’t want it too much, you’re such a wonderful friend
Don’t fear, the walls will disappear
Its clear, the way to go we’ll never know

Lying naked in bed with the crowd overhead
Having visions of you, waiting for them to be true
And after a while I just jump in the fire
And let blind fate take control of my life

We are beautiful this way
We play with our lives like it’s intended to be
We only hold close who we need
There’s no time for lies just common beliefs
You say that it’s over, but I start it again
And you want it so much, to be just my friend
Don’t fear, the walls will disappear
Its clear, the way to go we’ll never know

Lying naked in bed with the crowd overhead
Having visions of you, waiting for them to be true
And after a while I just jump in the fire
And let blind fate take control of my life

On the Eve of Life

To obsess is regressed depression, but absence, the precursor to insecurity, challenges my sanity and sanctity. My level of interest is high. I want to let go.

It’s crazy to assume that something that has happened once in this universe will not repeat. So why obsess?  I do remember the love of life and the life of love – It’s so easy, as far as I recall.

It’s reciprocation that is the monotony of monogamy, and again, it’s the absence that breaks up this silence. Is the existence of silence in the lack of action?

It’s so easy to make a smile, so we should repeat it all the time. The comedy of it all is that through age, wisdom is gained. Yet I can sit here bewildered as the answers dodge my insight.

Friends With No Asterisk

I hate, when the chips go stale
I hate, when the dishes aren’t done
I hate, when I forget to pay the bills
I hate, when the grass is too long

Be careful what you say, you can throw your own life away
I can sit here and reason, but I’m the only one to persuade
Sometimes I like it cold, I prefer my bed to be a mess
There’s no method to my madness, only happiness will confess

Just leave me alone, I don’t care what you have to say
Don’t pick up the phone, you know I don’t answer anyways
To be your friend, should not come with an asterisk
We’ll meet again, I leave for just the hell of it

I love, a rainy day watching flics
I love, man’s best friend
I love, a dirty kitchen while stuffed real fat
I love, masturbating to relieve the stress

Be careful what you say, I don’t take kindly to idiots
Respect my way, I’m fine with all the silliness
Perfection is a myth, and it’s ugly to me anyways
I embrace my mistakes, they’re my memories of innocence

Just leave me alone, I don’t care what you have to say
Don’t pick up the phone, you know I don’t answer anyways
To be your friend, should not come with an asterisk
We’ll meet again, I leave for just the hell of it

King of the Hill

King of the Hill
You wonder who’s going to be on top
But I’m already here
Lavender thrills
From breathin down your neck, eat your pills
That won’t stop your chills
Be careful to wear summer clothes, hot water
Will bleed through your colors
Red carpets are gray to the dogs, no color
Don’t act like you own it

You’ll never ever see me ‘cause you think you’re on fire
I lay below the limelight to accomplish my style
Don’t question the existence of a fight for the power
The hill has room for one to build their own lonely tower

It’s not the clothes that we wear, it’s not the color or hair
That makes us feel that we are not empty
Forget the fans and the fare, they don’t pay you to stare
Do you remember how to love and how to care?

King of the hill
Exposure makes you tic and tock
But naked is my thrill
The drugs that you feel
The highs a false sense of secure
Lower than you already were
You’re sittin around in your mud, roll over
You need to be covered
You’re disgusting habits and your life is showing
You might need another

Is yesterday the way to say you’re on your way up
The past is gone and sulking in it is not enough
I question your persistence to make this end
You’re livin the same day again and again

It’s not the clothes that we wear, it’s not the color or hair
That makes us feel that we are not empty
Forget the fans and the fare, they don’t pay you to stare
Do you remember how to love and how to care?

Youth - The Answer

Oh yeah
Everything’s going to be alright
Oh no
You got to put up the fight

Now remember way back to the time we were kids
When the ladies chased us just to get that kiss
When nap time was a part of our daily routine
Showin mom what you drew and the new scrape on your knee
The were no worries or responsibility
No bills to pay, what is bankruptcy
Now I’m grown up, just like I always wished
Go jail for breaking laws, not just slaps on the wrist

Oh yeah
Everything’s going to be alright
Oh no
You got to put up the fight

There’s relationships and friendships and enemies
There are crazies on the streets and underneath our sheets
There’s the kind that speak in languages of plastic tongue
Slide it thru the crack, a beep and then you’re done
We used to worry bout what was next on tv
Now instead of watchin toons, it’s msnbc
Being grown up aint like I always wished
It’s more fun wastin hours, then no time to piss

Oh yeah
Everything’s going to be alright
Oh no
You got to put up the fight

Now if you, think in blue, your world will be unraveled
Don’t like it? Just fight it, an old soul well traveled
Can you see? Believe me, innocence is not what’s measured
Release me, to be free, in youth you’ll find the answer

When it rains it pours the walls collapse
And I’m surrounded by a cloud of depression
There’s no cause for alarm, I don’t need to be scared
I just need a little bit of attention
A game of hide and seek, or let’s play house
You know what’s wrong with me doc, I need mouth to mouth
Maybe grown up can wait for its turn
The point of life is to have all that you yearn

Oh yeah
Everything’s going to be alright
Oh no
You got to put up the fight

Some sing of love, some sing of redemption
But me I sing a different perspective
It’s not hard to arouse, or get high of a drug
Do think that you cant understand me
There are rules to break, mistakes to make my flare
The world a candy store, I got an addiction
So when I’m lying in bed almost dead
There won’t be a word of affliction

Oh yeah
Everything’s going to be alright
Oh no
You got to put up the fight

Now if you, think in blue, your world will be unraveled
Don’t like it? Just fight it, an old soul well traveled
Can you see? Believe me, innocence is not what’s measured
Release me, to be free, in youth you’ll find the answer