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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Don't Regret It Now

[Me]
What would you do if your mother,
Regretted having your father seed in her stomach?
What if everyday she reminded you of it,
Could you be like fuck it,
Kiss her, tell her you love her,
Or would you press it?
Cause your desperate,
For her love and affection,
But you never get it,
Man of the house some nigga she dating,
Made ya pops out to be the spawn of Satin,
She kicked ya out,
Now ya reminiscing,
Looking up to the sky wishing,
For...... Awww just forget it.

But what about ya bother?
How the fuck you forget ya brother?
She put you out the house,
But she didn't take ya brother,
Do you see him?
Show him you care,
Even thought momma don't want you there,
Show him no matter what you right here?
You know he scared,
And if you don't, you know nobody else care,
Momma get mad toss him to the ground,
She tell him don't make a sound,
And now when you come around,
He put on a frown,
Momma made you the bad guy now,
So you gotta forget it now.

[Chorus: Patrick Stump]
We come to life when first class takes flight
Only sing the lines that make you press rewind
Even dealing with electric, I think that he regrets in now
Heart in light, dying love
Everything looks better from above
You say it's getting old but I call it vintage love now
Don't regret it now

[Tyga & Patrick Stump:]
At a human's price
Trying to live that life
Can't slow down
Don't regret it now
Determined by that dice, you only roll twice
You broke now
Don't regret it now
[Me]
Damn no longer in the mood for life,
Lost my brother and my mother in the same night,
Yeah they still breathing,
And I'm still leaving,
Guess that's life,
Cold like my knife,
God...why is blood so bright?
Saw visions of my friends, slain in plain sights,
Why must we all go through a fight?
Lord is this the only way to see the light?
Good thing I'm not the religious type,
And all my emotions I let them free, fuck the inside,
Float on them so I shall rise,
Straight to the top, where I ought to be,
I gotta keep going, cause fate got it in for me,
Is it faith or my drive to be,
The greatest at my craft? Call it Destiny,
I got the Ace up my sleeve,
And the dice are loaded,
Don't plan to lose,
So I say it twice,

I got the Ace up my sleeve,
And the dice are loaded,
Regret it,
Nah never,
Forever just a player,
In the Fates game of life.

[Chorus: Patrick Stump]
We come to life when first class takes flight
Only sing the lines that make you press rewind
Even dealing with electric, I think that he regrets in now
Heart in light, dying love
Everything looks better from above
You say it's getting old but I call it vintage love now
Don't regret it now

[Tyga & Patrick Stump:]
At a human's price
Trying to live that life
Can't slow down
Don't regret it now
Determined by that dice, you only roll twice
You broke now
Don't regret it now

[Tyga:]
If you could be me for one night (Night)
Could you live you're life under lights? (Lights)
Laminates, cameras, ice (Ice)
4 am morning flights (Flights)
Uh I don't think you can handle that pal
I don't think you can handle this crowd
It's too late
Can't regret it now
It's too late
Can't regret it now

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Words

Better from my pen than my mouth

Friday, January 15, 2010

Sweet Dream/Beautiful Nightmare

(Intro)
Every night I do something,
Whether I'm stoned,
Smashed or sober,
But the only thing that seems to remain the same,
Is what I hope to see,
Yes, you guess it,
Yes, it's you cause......

(Chorus)
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
Either way I just wanna see you.
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
It's only a bad thing when I wake from you.
So what's it gonna be,
A sweet dream or beautiful nightmare,
Either way somebody heart going to be feeling some way.

(Verse 1)
Sweet dreams,
Make you wake up with a taste in your mouth,
And they're better because they are so rare,
Perfect days, lead to perfect nights,
Perfect nights equal perfect dreams,
And perfect dreams leave you wet in the seams.
If a sweet dream didn't do this,
Be proud to know,
It didn't consist of you,
See sweet dreams consist of this,
Me and you doing whatever,
From chillen at the beach,
To shopping at the mall,
I swear it doesn't matter to me.
I could be sober,
Or I could be wasted,
You the only thing I see anyway.


(Chorus)
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
Either way I just wanna see you.
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
It's only a bad thing when I wake from you.
So what's it gonna be,
A sweet dream or beautiful nightmare,
Either way somebody heart going to be feeling some way.

(Verse 2)
Ha Ha verse 2 feeling brand new,
Now baby how am I suppose to speak on this beautiful nightmare,
And quite frankly that ain't fair,
But because it's my nightmare you don't care.
Lets start with the things I fear most,
Mostly things I fear about you.
Fears like seeing you with another,
Hearing that you hurting,
Knowing I might of caused,
Lot of things I fear,
And some nights they come out the closet.
So back to the matter at hand,
This thing of a beautiful nightmare,
It's only beautiful because you're there.
Other wise,
It would be a hell hole,
Filled with my greatest fears,
That's why.......

(Chorus)
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
Either way I just wanna see you.
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
It's only a bad thing when I wake from you.
So what's it gonna be,
A sweet dream or beautiful nightmare,
Either way somebody heart going to be feeling some way.

(Verse 3)
See I told you about the dreams,

Are you ready for the high beams?
I told you about the nightmares,
Are you ready for the screams?
Cause I'm  lonely,
I'm waiting for you.
I'm pretending,
What would you have me do?
Night time is only time I see you,
Wish you could be my day too,
You makes my dreams,
Sweet and simply beautiful.
And when I have those nightmares,
It only because I wonder,
Is the love I'm sending making it through to your heart?

(Chorus)
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
Either way I just wanna see you.
You could be a sweet dream,
Or a beautiful nightmare,
It's only a bad thing when I wake from you.
So what's it gonna be,
A sweet dream or beautiful nightmare,
Either way somebody heart going to be feeling some way.

(Outro)
Oh I know I should just hush,
You probably think it's the kush,
But my dreams are just you and me,
Why should there be something,
In between the love?

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Intervention

I got a feeling (wooohoooo)
That tonight's gonna
Be a good night (woohooo)
That tonight's
Gonna be a good good night (woohooo)

Ouch cant walk straight
Cant get on the bus
Why you ask
Vodka in my cup
Sober I am not
Being incoherent just rocks

Intervention (oh shit)
Tonight they gonna get'cha
Sit'cha in a chair and guilt'cha (bull shit)
Your trapped by your friends
You got a prob, prob, problem (really guys)
Intervention

I smoke good weed
Drink that good drank
And in the morning my eyes are pink
My body has no feeling
Weezy got no ceilings

Cut that shit out
Your life is going south (going south)
Do this shit once in a while
But everyday does your body foul (body foul)
If you dont sto, sto, stop
Your worlds gonna get rocked

I like this feeling
Fuck being sober
You gotta feel it
Tonight's going be a good ni.....

Oh shit, oh shit
He is down down down
He hit the ground hit the ground
Hit the gr, gr, ground
Look around, look around
Rush him to the hospital

Ah i guess your right its time for an
Intervention (oh shit)
Tonight they gonna get'cha
Sit'cha in a chair and guilt'cha (bull shit)
Your trapped by your friends
You got a prob, prob, problem (really guys)
Intervention

Yes I got a problem,
Partying to hard (woohoo)
Said i need to cut it out (woohoo)
Getting smashed everyday isn't cool (not cool)
Thanks for the
Intervention

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Death's Song

Some days I sit, staring out my window
Watching this world pass me by
Sometimes I think about ending it all
I almost break down and cry

Sometimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Why am I here, Am I just wasting my time?

Because when I see these people
My thoughts get oh so evil
I all make sense when I look into the sky

Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leaning on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then it come back to me

I know this might sound twisted
I know I might seem demented
But with all the people in the world
Only a few is worth of my attention

And those few are the only ones
That can hurt me
Because the rest are pest
And like pest thoughts of them are laid to rest

No one can stop
Nobody can catch me
But when she speaks
A chill runs down my spine

The clouds begin to clear
And I see hope is near
Even though my eyes are filled with fear
I feel safe just to hear..............

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Birds of a Feather

Tom:  Fuck it. *grabs the bottle and rolls a blunt* I'll do what I want to when I want to. *walks to edge of roof and sits*

Jessie: Okay but don't hurt yourself. *sits beside him*

Tom: Why do you care?

Jessie: *thinking to herself* "Because I love you!" Because I'm your friend.

Tom: Everything I do is just cause. Nobody cares anyway. If they did it wouldn't be just me when your with your other friends.

Jessie: I'm the only friend you will ever need Tom.

Tom: Then why is it that you have other friends Jesse? If your the only friend I'll need then why do you have others?

Jessie: Well........

Tom: Well what?

Jessie: Ummmm..........

Tom: Jesse admit it no one likes me! I couldn't get a date to prom, I never get invited to do things, hell people don't even come over to play Rock Band and everyone we know LOVES that game!!

Jessie: But Tom....

Tom: But nothing Jesse. I don't even know why you bother with me.

Jessie: Its because we click.

Tom: Oh please not this speech again. Jesse I get it, I'm a charity case. You only hung out with me because I came to cheer you up that one time you were sad.

Jessie: That was 4 years ago.

Tom: Cut the act Jessie. Your friends don't like me, your family doesn't like me, why keep getting hassled over me?

Jessie: Because I care.

Tom: Oh whatever. *lights the blunt* You smell that? This is some good shit here. Enough to fuck me up quick.

Jessie: Then give me the bottle you don't need both.

Tom: For what I'm doing I need both.

Jessie: What are you doing Tom?

Tom: You will see soon babe.
Tom is a little disorientated after a few minutes of smoking and drinking. Jessie is scared.

Tom: I'm ready now.

Jessie: Ready for what Tom?

Tom: *stands up on the edge of the roof* For this.... *leans back and falls*

Jessie: *screams* NO TOM!!!!!

Tom: Bye Jesse. I'm finally free. Finally able to be loved. *crashes to the ground*

Jessie: Tom you were already loved, I loved you, I love you, I LOVE YOU TOM!! *starts to cry*
A few days later at Tom funeral.....

Tom's mother: We decided to read a piece of poetry out of Tom's journal. The poem reads:

On this day,
I see clearly,
My feelings for her are real,
Yet I know there is another,
She will choose him,
So I must push on,
For I know I am,
Round 2,
Always the back-up,
Never the first pick,
The trick is to survive,
And pray that he falls,
But alas I cannot,
For if she is not happy,
My world will fall.

Jessie: May I read something as well?

Tom's mother: Yes Jessie you may. 

Jessie: Think you Ms. Brown. What I'm reading today is a poem I wrote about a boy, and now it is to late to give it to him. The poem reads:

He sits behind me every year,
And everyday I watch him shed a tear,
Thinking what is up with him.
He is not one of the popular guys,
Yet he always catches my eye,
If only he wasn't so shy,
I try and make him my guy.
As time went on we became best of pals,
While all of the gals,
Had told me to pursue someone new,
I couldn't let him go.
We hung out everyday on the roof,
I couldn't tell what was up with,
One day on that roof,
I swear I'm going to tell him the truth.

Jessie: That is the end of what I have to say.

Tom's dad: Well did you get to tell him?

Jessie: Yeah I did, I told him after he hit the ground that fateful day. It was a saddest moment of my life but I feel like it is my fault in a way. I just wanted to get that off my chest is all.
Jessie sat down next to her boyfriend of 5 months.

Jessie's boyfriend: Did you really love him.

Jessie: More than you will ever know>
For the next few days no one seen Jessie. Her mother went to her room to find her laying next to a note that read:

Tom, don't worry I'm coming everything is going to be okay.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Dear Blogger

Dear Blogger,
Why do I do this to myself? I have a serious problem. I wonder if anyone could help. Do you know of someone? If so tell me, because I don't know where else to turn...........

Please reply soon,
Maurice

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Untitiled

I said, Do you have the time, to listen to me whine?
Cause lately that is all I've been doing,
She ask me who's on the other line,
I say someone you will miss every time.
As the world spins round,
I feel like I'm fading to the background.
She tells me I'm vine,
Whenever we talk it's always the same,
I swear the world revolves around me.

But she knows I truly care,
Why else would I be here,
Went from the phone,
To standing outside her door,
Just wanting to hear her in person.
She knows what is on my mind,
Even though I'm pretending to be fine,
But I want to know what is up with her.

I ask her what is on her mind,
She doesn't even want to give me the time,
Talking bout why did I even come here.
So I tell her about my fears,
All hopes and dreams, that I hold dear,
Then I ask her to come near.
She takes a few steps,
Tells me to walk the rest,
So I say to her what is next,
Where do we go from here?

I look into her eyes,
Sadness seems to be the reply,
Then I break down and cry.
She gives me a sigh,
Says you do this every time.
Here is whats on my mind,
Each word holds a different story,
A different memory to me,
Each one is of we,
Or at least what we use to be.

So now we sit,
Part of me wishing I would quit,
But she my drug,
And I'm hooked to it,
She laugh and say,
Boy, you got a problem,
And you not fooling no one,
But yourself, love is a game,
And you're losing it to yourself.

And I reply,
With a sigh,
Would you have it any other way...

Monday, January 4, 2010

Truth in the Madness

Why even while I'm up on this cloud,
I feel like I'm hitting the ground,
And I'm hitting it hard.
I don't know what to do with myself,
While I'm not with you,
I still urn the feelings,
Not just the psychically,
I mean it all the emotional and the spiritually,
You make me feel golden when i get like this,
And when you go away I feel like shit.
So I take this bottle to the head like this,
Drink away the pain man,
I need this shit,
Pop my pills,
Smoke that weed,
I need to chill before I become,
A druggie.....

Blame it on Em or blame on Slim,
Either way the blame should fall on me,
But people don't see,
Once you fall in love,
You go crazy!!!!

tihS

Some days I wonder if I'm doing the right thing,
I'm so messed up,
I'm trying to smoke myself into yesterday,
Yesterday was a brighter day,
Tomorrow is unclear,
But today is so, so, so def,
Definitely fucked up is how I', feeling
My body is numb,
And my face is on dumb,
I need to stop this lifestyle......