so long scarecrow

bitebitebites

manorexic — Tue, 02 May 2006 01:47:44 +0000

oh mrs. o
will you tell us where the naughty children go
will you show
how the sky turned white and everybody froze
heaven knows how they got into the fireplace
but everybody’s saying grace
and trying to keep a happy face

and oh mrs. o
can you teach us how to keep from getting cold
out we go and you watch us as we face the falling snow
what a show with our hairdryers aimed heavenwards
and fifty foot extension cords
you really have a way with words

the truth can’t save you now
the sky is falling down
watch the vultures count the hours
april trains may bring strange showers

and oh mrs. o
will you tell about the time they made you go
all alone to the palace where they took your only clothes
we all know
there’s no hell and no hiroshima
chernobyl was a cover up
the world is really all in love

oh mrs o
will you leave us hanging now that we are grown
up and old
will you kill me if i say i told you so
we all know
there’s no hitler and no holocaust
no winter and no santa clause
and yes virginia all because
the truth can’t save you now
the sky is falling down
eveything they ever told us
shakes our faith and breaks their promise
but you can stop the truth from leaking
if you never stop believing……

holiday

manorexic — Tue, 02 May 2006 01:37:23 +0000

it’s getting late
It all just wanes and pales and fades away
If we just want it too much
And what a shame
If all there is is is all that’s gone away
There’s nothing left here for us

Deadlight holiday
Killing time to make us stay
Hollow as the promises of yesterday

On and on the music plays
Memories in paraphrase
Falling past my window like the morning rain

It’s all the same
So many words remaining
Always too late
It never seems worth taking
And all the days
And all the nights lost sleeping
And in the end
The secret’s not worth keeping

i swear it sounds better when youre listening too it :p

manorexic — Sun, 09 Apr 2006 01:15:55 +0000

So long, scarecrow
So long bad mood
So long prescription pills
So long bad blues
Oh, we don't care anymore

So long, liar
What transpired
What did you expect?
Kindness for tread neglect
Oh oh
We don't care anymore

So long, lonesome
Know what you've done
Smoking a cigarette
Praying that we'll forget
Oh, we don't care anymore

So long, scarecrow
Sorry you're sad
You say you lost everything
Some things you never had
Oh, we don't care anymore
We don't care anymore

the jeep song

manorexic — Fri, 07 Apr 2006 07:59:48 +0000

i’ve been driving around town
with my head spinning around
everywhere i look i see
your ’96 jeep cherokee

you’re a bully and a clown
you made me cry and put me down
after all that ive been through
you’d think i’d hate the sight of you

but with every jeep i see
my broken heart still skips a beat
i guess its just my stupid luck
that all of boston drives that same black fucking truck

it could be him or am i tripping
and i’m crashing into everything
and thinking about skipping town a while
until these cars go out of style…

i try to see it in reverse
it makes the situation hundreds of times worse
when i wonder if it makes you want to cry
every time you see a light blue volvo driving by

so dont tell me that you’re off to see the world
i know you wont get very far
dont call me if you get another girl baby
just call me if you get another car

the number of them is insane
every exit’s an exboyfriend memory lane
every major street’s a minor heart attack
i see a red jeep and i want to paint it black

it could be him or am i tripping
and i’m crashing into everything
i can’t wait til you trade that fucker in
by then they will have stuck me in the looney bin

it could be him my heart is pounding
its just no use i’m surrounded
but someday i’ll steal your car and switch the gears
and drive that cherokee straight off this trail of tears

im pretty pissed off

manorexic — Mon, 27 Mar 2006 00:16:54 +0000

im not even sure why. and the fucking kids in this building are driving me crazy with the yelling and bouncing the basket balls in out echoing hallway, and the slamming of doors.. im scared of what i'll do. so im just trying to download lots of music and block it all out

hmm

manorexic — Sat, 18 Mar 2006 11:04:33 +0000

i dont even think about anything anymore. my mind is seriously more blank lately than it has ever been. i feel bad, because chrissy tries talking to me. and its not that i dont like chrissy. because she’s one of my favorite people. but i just cannot bring myself to talk to people i knew in the past. i cant. not to anyone. living a totally seperate life now. as a matter of fact i cant stay close to anyone too long unless its someone i know will hurt me. then im always making sure im there to give them the opportunity to.

i wonder what i’ll do when my mom dies? for some reason i cant see myself getting a job and making a living. i cant see myself doing anything. its the most depressing feeling to know that you can do something, but youre so weak that you wont. i just might be so lazy with life that if my mom were to die then i’d kill myself.

in the end, nobody wins.

o.O

manorexic — Wed, 15 Mar 2006 09:52:52 +0000

i dont know how many people are going to be reading this. but yeah. it doesnt matter. im mostly having this as a place to talk to myself. and if you read it, thats fine too. but dont expext the same person out of me. i mostly post lyrics because lyrics are the only way i know to show how i feel. lyrics and art. and for that reason, you’ll be seeing alot of both. and then a few rants from me here and there. rarely though.

it lies.

manorexic — Wed, 15 Mar 2006 09:37:55 +0000

Which File Extension are You?

yeah.

manorexic — Wed, 15 Mar 2006 09:22:37 +0000

It’s over you’re sober -pants around your ankles
You’re ship wrecked – You’ve gone mute
Nothing there to say
You’re naked and shaking like a 2 bit Judas
You fall down closefisted and end up in my way

You’re the people who just want me to notice
You’re the people I try so hard to ignore
You’re the coward who demands me to save him
You will smother – under covers- stapled to the mattress.

You traipse on your loved ones
Most who will disown you
You’ll search for a family, those you can destroy
Methodically sickened, by their inhibitions
But rather then fix it- you will just avoid

You’re the people who just want me to notice
You’re the people I try so hard to ignore
You’re the coward who demands me to save him
You will smother – under covers- stapled to the mattress.

You’re a person who I can’t help but notice -
Enjoys drowning into other’s self disdain
Void of person – No, I don’t think I know you

blog.

manorexic — Wed, 15 Mar 2006 09:14:30 +0000

blog. blog. blog. this is my last attempt at a blog on wordpress.