Guest im not witty Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 Originally posted by Harpo Marx drag this lake looking for corpses dusting for prints pry up the floorboards pieces of plane and blackbox recorders dont lie and ive been procupied with these six six senses that sense DNA on barbed wire fences hot shit man, i didnt know you were in a band. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tyler Durden Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 Without just one nest A bird can call the world home Life is your career. ok ok ok.....so thats not original, its from fight club, but eees goooood, no? -3:40 am- i have nothing left to contribute. when your this tired. every thought becomes epiphany. and everyday a realization. that you mean nothing. no one does. sorry, that last one was an original, i try not to write silly cliche bullshit, that might have been both, but then again i dont write shit down either so that was just what was in my head. shit i really am tired. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kr430n5_666 Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 http://www.netgoth.org.uk/people/816.jpg'> "bugs!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harpo Marx Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 Originally posted by im not witty hot shit man, i didnt know you were in a band. one of makros' girls said it best... hee hee Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DEE38 Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 One of my favorites: "MMMMBOP, bidu bi dop... MMMMbop..... dooby boppp bopp mmmBOPP, whoooa yeah....... MMMMMMbop bidi bi dop um yeaah" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
A Fire Inside Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 one more for ridicule well... looks like the angels are falling from the high clouds above the trouble is rising from the smoke of a fire the time is passing like strangers on the street and all the while i'm crying myself to sleep with hands hidden face, i burry myself can't bare much more of my soul to you too much has been seen, like advertisements on teevee how do you stop falling if you can't get back up? seems all my days are spent on unheard prayers and i still thank you for each day that passes smiles are getting fewer now, and the confusion get's more muffled i'm talking in riddles to myself for the hell of life i live it not much to say when you've seen your better days all hope is lost and lead astray there's got to be some other way, to overcome the barriers i've built so i'll take one more look around, and catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye a once pleased boy, with love in his heart when was the day this all changed? i look inside and know there is more the fire still burns, just need that one jump start i look inside and know there is more the fire still burns in a fading star Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
When Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 inspired by ts eliot... modern society is paralyzed in the other kingdom they can see and move instead of being people, we are going to rituals which mean nothing -for thine is the kingdom its all worthless life is nothing and death is nothing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
When Posted January 24, 2002 Share Posted January 24, 2002 crap that could be better if i put thought into it... girls are standing on the sides of the road just staring at me, i glance at a few of them and notice that they are all smiling, their hearts are on the outside of their clothes, and all their hearts are black, for some reason i dont think anything of it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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