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fucking blah
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Got in another argument tonight. So, yeah I still suck.
Don't really feel like elaborating, I am just sitting here waiting for the pain pills to take effect. (note: I took them due to pain in my foot, I can't help if they also make me feel _____.)
Very close to the official release to The Arcade Fire's new release "Neon Bible", it is amazing on such a huge level... when it comes out I urge you all to buy it immediately. If you doubt their kick-assness check out Saturday Night Live this Saturday, it features The Arcade Fire, and is hosted by the awesome Rainn Wilson (Dwight from "the office" and Bill A.K.A. FISHBOY from "House of 1,000 Corpses").
Also, Nine Inch Nails album "Year Zero" will be dropping the day after my birthday, April 17th 2007. It sounds amazing and the marketing/art assault campaign is even more so... check out www.nin.com and click on the "Year Zero" link to see an awesomely creepy promo video. (For more info on the detailed elaboration of the album's "theme" take a gander over to www.theninhotline.net/news/index.php and just read through the last month or so of current news. Just remember these words...
"The Presence"
I am a prick bastard and I hope you all know this...
You can't get much more selfish then the likes of me.
Hope your lives are kicking so much ass it hurts.
Captain PirateFaceke
(Q Lazzarus song "Goodbye Horses" is fucking rad despite Buffalo Bill's Penis tuck scene) ___________________________________________________________________
Chew it up
hold on to this hand. this little bit of underwhelming psychosis.
I am the future of future nothings.
Wailing away into the night like a dead man.
They saw me crying and never let me forget it.
I wish I could disagree with this sinister worlds point of view... on me.
I have seen my hopes and dreams trampled.
I have wept in the arms of women I could never love.
Written Angels out of existence.
And the scars tell small cautionary tales that always end with a nervous laugh.
I put my hands together and pretend to pray hoping that maybe God will notice this time and grant one of my silly self fulfilling wishes.
Snipers take aim and I drop dead with a loud cheer and applause.
Take them away
Small price that all gladly pay to lay dead with a smile that shames the devil.
Suffocating in a small mobile home while bathing suites bake in the sunshine.
We are all traitors.
Cheaters. Liars. Whores.
We pray for cartoon anvils to crush the businessman walking down the street, ear glued to his cell phone in a violent and bloody, realistic way.
Girls with too much make-up and boys with girls hairstyles nod their head to music that brings the old man sitting in the back to sobbing tears.
She lies to me and says there is still love in this rotting corpse of a marriage, I lie to myself and pretend to believe her as she tears the still beating heart from my chest.
Ready or not.
My love for you will frighten and push you so far away I will be a distant bad memory, waving with tears welling up in my fat man's eyes.
Requiem for all the love notes that you will never get again...
Requiem for the strangers looking at you while you lay half dead on a cold sidewalk in the middle of the night, in the dead of winter.
Requiem for the last swallow of this poison that will do me in or bring me closer to a state of bliss as I trap you in with mediocre pornographic poetry.
Sleep my darlings.
No go
He obsessed over Atomic Bombs.
He had no power.
An obsession for power.
He claimed that an atom bomb blast is what angel's descending from heaven would look like if gazed upon.
He mostly just wanted to be held.
He had a piece of metal that had been through the Hiroshima blast.
He had bad hair and bad teeth.
He had a knack for telling stories.
He had the last laugh. and was the last one to be laughed at.
God makes mistakes...
like making an atomic blast, a harbinger of death...
so God damn beautiful.
And..
Trapping this amazing soul into a sad little man.
Like the atomic blast...
He was at his best when he went nuclear and burst.
Like an angel ascending as the nuclear winter descended.
goodnight...
captainpirateface.....
wont anybody just try and save me?
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