As the columns come crashing down.
I am glad you graced me with your presence.
I moved to:
Here
You're in time to see me wrestle with my conscence.
Paint me something pretty.
Take it in, it's not too much to see.
We knew this moment was ours, don't give it up or chase it away.
The seams on our tale start to fray.
Draw the blinds and lock the door. I'm treading water, far from shore.
The water serves to break my fall. Open up my lungs and hear my call.
This could be so much more than anything ever before.
If you put your faith in me I promise one thing, I'll never let go, never let you go.
Put your faith in me and step off the edge, I promise I'll break your fall.
You will fly if you take the plunge.
You said it couldn't be done, I said it's never been done.
This could be so much more than anything ever before.
If you put your faith in me I promise one thing, I'll never let go, never let you go.
I'm calling out to you, can you hear me?
Just believe in me. Just believe in us.
Happy thoughts like Peter Pan. The imagination of a boy that shows we all can fly.
Fly away with me.
You said it can't be done, I said it's never been done.
Just close your eyes and take my hand.
Follow me to Neverland.
This is our happy ending.
This is our answered prayer.
Veek-Tor-Re-Yer.
I will eat your lies and love its poison.
I've the superpowers to get distracted easily.
Sometimes, just because I'm listening and talkng to you, it doesn't mean we are friends.
Music circulates my blood, its rhythm runs in my veins.
I don't believe in second chances. There is a reason why it didn't work at the first time.
I swear. I have a high tendency to irritate and get irritated.
I am easily knocked over. I talk without much thinking. I do things without a particular reason. I take notice of things too much sometimes.
I don't give you the truth all the time. I dont't tell you the facts right in your face. I'll feed you lies sometimes.
And I don't deal with things the perfect way.
Most of the times, I'll argue with you for no reason whatsoever. But I usually have a pretty damn good excuse.
By the end of the day, some will love me, some will hate me. I don't mind which.
As long as you're not in that mid-ground where you love me one minute and want to rip my head off the next.
Because if things are that way, I'll make you hate me through and through.
I would like to meet people who can entertain me without having to try. Because I get bored easily.
I would love to have lots of money. I don't mind if I drown in it.
Friday, January 25, 2008
im being active in my blog for no particular reasons. what a miracle @_@
it's finally gonna be weekend. and im looking forward for a long peaceful sleep.
im getting reliant on muscle relaxers and panadols. *glomps*
church tmr. cant say anything about it. psyched maybe. hopeful, definitely not. x.x
im not expecting anything anymore. no, i mean, i am expecting nothing. because from nothing, i get nothingness, which from it i get nothing again. dammit, m talking myself into the circles of nothingness.
you changed. where's your amazing stage makeup? where's you beautiful ryhawk? where'sthat beautiful fringe that falls across your eyes and causes you to push it away irritably sometimes?
where's those kickass lyrics? where's those smartass too-long titles that made little sense?
was it your change that brought about their change? or did you all made a plan to change together? i miss your ryhawk and amazing stagemakeup. i miss seeing you in eyeliner. i miss your post-emo makeup. i miss the old ryro.
i got a really strong feeling that im abhoring music nowadays. and i think im gonna die from music deprivation. which is so contradicting. but i really want to be comforted by hearing brendon's and matt's voice. but none of the songs help. shit this.
victoria is so contradicting x.x *mutters to self*
vengeance, bitterness, resentment, melancholy.
you rip apart my insides. you know that i cant sleep. you take the best of me. you tear apart my whole life. does it somehow satisfy you to see me writhe in pain? maybe, maybe.
cooking up excuses to run away and hide. im being a coward and all. but i just need time to think things through. some things i'll never know, and i've to let them go. why?
maybe im thinking through nothing. im thinking through a sea of nothingness that goes on without an ending. maybe it's a sea of endingless nothingness. in other words, just nothing.
i started off blogging with a lot to write, but i realised im too afraid to write them all here.
im tired of typing. tired of writing. tired of thinking. it must be the panadols and muscle relaxers.
i think im off for an early night. i love the cold air tonight.
i love cold nights like these. they're supposed to make me sleep better.
Sing us a song and we'll sing back to YouWe could sing our own, but what would it be without You?
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