Oct
28
2003
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Or a transfer, that too.

LYRIC SPEWAGE

Amsterdam, Guster

I threw away your greatest hits

You left them here the day you split

Your bass guitar and shaggs CD

Well they don’t mean that much to me right now

I’m going through your things

These days, I’m changing all my strings

I’m gonna write you a letter

I’m gonna write you a book

I wanna see your reaction

I wanna see how it looks

From way up on your cloud

Where you’ve been hiding out

Are you getting somewhere?

Or did you get lost in Amsterdam?

You won’t get too far from me

believing everything you read

You’re wasted in the great unknown

and I am getting ready to dispose

of all your vintage clothes

Your drugs and every secret code

I’m gonna write you a letter

I’m gonna write you a book

I wanna see your reaction

I wanna see how it looks

From way up on your cloud

Where you’ve been hiding out

Are you getting somewhere?

Or did you get lost in Amsterdam?

From your red balloon you were

a super high tech jet fighter

Floating over planet earth

Come back down here, I’ll show you where it hurts

Take this bitter pill

Is it easy to swallow?

I’m gonna write you a letter

I’m gonna write you a book

I wanna see your reaction

I wanna see how it looks

From way up on your cloud

You’re never coming down

Are you getting somewhere?

Or did you get lost in Amsterdam?

Okay, so the explanation behind this– there are some people in your life you write off as jerks, or complete flakes, and then, someone like that, comes along, and surprises you. Does something out of the ordinary, for them, and impresses you. You’re certain they won’t ever do something that nice, or wonderful again, and you don’t know why it happened, but hell, you aren’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth, right?

Random Acts of Kindess

I believe in them. Regularly practice them. Everyone needs a fucking pick-me-up occasionally, ya know? A present, a cookie, a letter, something that shows you that someone, besides your family, cares that you exist. It gives you a warm fuzzy, they feel good, and HELL, who doesn’t need to feel good?

I did a RAoK on saturday…. I don’t know what possessed me, honestly, I just said, “Hey, they need me a pick me up, they need to feel good, and so, they will.” (it was Gert actually, that i did it to.) I was having an uber shitty day, and i needed to feel good, i needed the little warm fuzzy, and i needed to do something for someone else. Sure, He’s not destitute, or starving or anything, but Cheeze and rice, people who are okay, need positive affirmation too. everyone does, and if every person would just get off their lazy ass, and do something for someone else, even tiny things, it’d be a billion times better to live in this fucking world. 🙂 I know i was in a MUCH better mood after RAoK-ing Gert. 🙂

Anyway, the song is about cleaning out another person’s stuff from your apartment (room, whatever) and how he’s going to get all of his frustrations off of his chest by writing a letter to the SOB that left the stuff at his house. He guesses he got lost in Amsterdam (Note: This is personal interpretation…) And that has to deal with this past saturday, I just felt like going insane. Stuff around the house was going crazy, and then my friend (former roommate, and what not, I don’t even know….) comes back, after telling me she was done trying to make our relationship work, and that was that. So I cleaned her stuff out, this past week, and then she shows up, (In a friendly manner) and picks some of it up, apologizing and what not. Because i was on my RAoK high, or other reasons unbeknownst to me, I took her back. Without thinking too much about it. *shrugs* So that’s the lyric spew story…. the end.

Derringer Meryl [Id like a date in payment] Out

Oct
24
2003
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Not really my wedding song of choice

Oops, I Can’t believe I forgot the LYRIC SPEW!

Linkin Park, Faint

I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints, but I can help the fact, that everybody can see these scars
What I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it’s like no matter what I do, I can’t convince you, to just believe this is real
So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I’m not
But I’ll be here ’cause you want what I’ve got

I can’t feel the way I did before
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored
Time won’t heal this damage anymore
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored

I am a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
‘Cause you don’t understand, I do what I can, but sometimes
I don’t make sense I say what you never wanna say, but I’ve never had a doubt
It’s like no matter what I do, I can’t convince you, for
once just to hear me out So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I’m not
But I’ll be here ’cause you want what I’ve got

I can’t feel the way I did before
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored
Time won’t heal this damage anymore
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored

Now
Hear me out now
You’re gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
Hear me out now
You’re gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now

I can’t feel the way I did before
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored

I can’t feel the way I did before
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored
Time won’t heal this damage anymore
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored

I can’t feel
I won’t be ignored
Time won’t heal
Don’t turn your back on me
I won’t be ignored

Beautiful. Amazing. Special– and I’m sure it’ll be my wedding song… along with “Fishin’ in the Dark.”

Derringer Meryl [The Biggest Lie Ever] Out

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Oct
22
2003
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impure emotions

of course, the first half of the week just isn’t good unless it has a LYRIC SPEW!!!

Annie LennoxLove Song For A Vampire

Come into these arms again
And lay your body down
The rhythm of this trembling heart
Is beating like a drum

It beats for you – It bleeds for you
It knows not how it sounds
For it is the drum of drums
It is the song of songs…

Once I had the rarest rose
That ever deigned to bloom.
Cruel winter chilled the bud
And stole my flower too soon.

Oh loneliness – oh hopelessness
To search the ends of time
For there is in all the world
No greater love than mine.

Love, oh love, oh love…
Still falls the rain… (still falls the rain)
Love, oh love, oh, love…
Still falls the night…
Love, oh love, oh love…
Be mine forever…. (be mine forever)
Love, oh love, oh love….

Let me be the only one
To keep you from the cold
Now the floor of heaven’s lain
With stars of brightest gold

They shine for you – they shine for you
They burn for all to see
Come into these arms again
And set this spirit free

Don’t you love it? I do. Slightly happy. Even more sad. Romantic, yet bitter. Oh Yes. It is good. Very Very good.

Derringer Meryl [Love is anything but pure] Out

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Oct
13
2003
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But I say NO

2003-10-13 – 4:21 p.m.

Mr. T Experience, I’m like Yeah, and she’s all No

Boy meets girl,

girl teases boy,

boy looks for something

to destroy.

He’s into her,

she’s onto him,

and that’s the way

it’s always been.

She’ll be with you

if you want her to,

unless she finds out

that you do.

Then somehow she

won’t want to be,

it turns around so suddenly.

And I’m like yeah,

but she’s all no,

and I’m all come on baby,

let’s go,

and she’s like

I don’t think so,

and I’m going…

The search for love and happiness

turns out to be a game of chess.

You can’t move

or you flip the board,

and you’re lying in pieces

on the floor.

I’m like um,

and she’s all hey,

and I’m all come on baby,

let’s play,

and she’s like

that’s okay,

and I’m going…

Every day

I just want to say

I love her madly,

but I do it so badly,

that when I do,

I can’t get through.

If she even listens,

she’s way off

in the distance.

Success in these relationships

rests more or less on gamesmanship,

and these are ships

that I can’t board,

or keep in order or afford.

I’m like yeah,

but she’s like no,

and I’m all come on baby,

lets go,

and she’s like

I don’t think so,

and I’m going.

I’m going.

I’m going.

*rocks out* I need to get OUT and away from these walls!

Derringer Meryl [and i’m all yeah] Out

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Oct
11
2003
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I love this song, a lot.

Another Lyric, that speaks my mind… so you get to hear it in today’s !

Lyric Spew! Liz Phair, Why Can’t I?

Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin’ down the street, and I hardly know you
It’s just like we were meant to be

Holding hands with you, and we’re out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn’t right
And I’ve got someone waiting too

This is, this is just the beginning
We’re already wet, and we’re gonna go swimming

Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you

Isn’t this the best part of breakin’ up
Finding someone else you can’t get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too

It’s an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn’t it be beautiful

Here we are, we’re at the beginning
We haven’t fucked yet, but heads spinning

Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you

I’d love for you to make me wonder
Where it’s goin’
I’d love for you to pull me under
Somethin’s growin’
for this that we can control
Baby I am dyin’

Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you

Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you

You might think you know who this song is about. Think again. You’re wrong. I admit, the feelings i’ve been mooning over lately, they’re still there, but– unreturned. I have a chance at something– fantastic, with someone new. I’m reaching for the sky, and i’m not looking back

Derringer Meryl [steppin’ out] Out

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