April 25, 2008 at 9:42 pm
Every little dream I want to be the best
Cover every angle and I mangle all the flaws
Do it a million times, do it right ’till it’s the best
Then the kid walks in, thinks he lives without sin
Shatters my dream, rips open every seam
No matter what I did to prepare myself for this
My dream dies again up in a hail of flame
Almost makes me think there’s a god to blame
April 24, 2008 at 3:52 pm
Talk of genetics
What you do isn’t in your hands
Intensity chosen by certain glands
Fuck that Nazi shit
Work is what sets me apart
What allows me to live without lie
Arbeit macht frie
Keeps you in shackles
April 23, 2008 at 12:00 am
We breathe just to breathe again
To lift ourselves above the light
Where the stars are so much brighter
But each step another lifetime of work
Where we kill ourselves just to climb a single step
But with the end not in sight
Will we ever make it to the top?
April 22, 2008 at 9:12 am
When you let them toy with your mind eventually you’ll find
That the act of coming down is getting harder every time
Thoughts injected in mere seconds help you conjure your next line
The real world’s now subjective when they’re telling you your crimes
April 18, 2008 at 12:00 am
I fell three stories and only hurt my hand
I robbed every city from New York to LA
I never once even took a small slap on the wrist
I am the man, make that laws that I am above
April 17, 2008 at 9:39 am
Turn the tube to the ten o’clock news
Making money off of machismo and malice
One after another they send their crews
Steal the images of the sundered palace
One by one they wonder what went wrong
Blaming the best of the beast in everybody
Corpses still warm as our nation they long
Missing the fake good old days their lies embody
Welcome to America, land of finger pointing and bitching
And forgetting rule number one: shit happens
April 17, 2008 at 8:55 am
io9 has a great list of twenty must-read science fiction novels. I put this list up because I haven’t read most of them.
April 15, 2008 at 9:06 am
The South Park creators, Matt Stone and Trey Parker, have worked with Comedy Central in an effort to put up every episode of South Park for free with only maybe 5 minutes of ads. The digital age is coming.
April 15, 2008 at 9:01 am
Silky smooth mane ready to shine
Covered in claws that move faster than time
The prey can’t escape when they’re missing legs
Or their beating heart ripped from their chest
Sometimes it’s hard to cheer for you
Especially when the prey is so beautiful, so true
April 13, 2008 at 12:32 am
Into my home
Bring the wrenches with high calibers
All I wanted was another
Take me away
Make me dance and sing your tune
I won’t do what you tell me
Break free from bondage
Wreck what I want to get what you took
And now I’m the enemy
Who is unnatural?