Something different for a change...

Here is somthing i heard of the Stone sour Album and love it sooo much so i thought i would share it..

What a skeletal wreck of man this is
Translucent flesh and feeble bones
The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tones
Running rampant with free thought to free form, in the free in the clear
And the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundrymat to sift and focus
On the bigger...better...now...

We all have a little sin that needs venting
Virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems that riff from the branches of office
Do you know what your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose? or purposely serve?

Wind down inside adivistic galore
The value of a summer spent and a winter earned

For the rest of us there is always sunday
The day of the week that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breaths
So we can wade naked into the bloody poolAnd place our hand on the big black book
To watch the knives zig zag between our aching fingers

A vacation is a countdown
T-minus your life and counting
Time to drag your tongue across the sugarcube and hope you get a taste

What the fuck is all this for?
What the hells going on?
Shut up!

I could go on and on, but let’s move on...shall we?

Say, you’re me and I’m you and they all watch the things we do
And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs
Haven’t felt like this in years
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plundge me into the dead spot again

That’s where you go when there’s no one else aroundIts just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with there thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger
Classified my ass, that’s a fucking secret and you know it
Government is another way to say...better...than...you...

Its like ice but no pick, a murder charge that wont stick
Its like a whole other world where you can smell the food but you cant touch the silverware...
what luck
Fascism you can vote for...isn’t that sweet

And we’re all gonna die some day, cause that’s the american way
And I’ve drunk to much and said to little
When your gaffer taped in the middle, say a prayer, say a phrase, get yourself together and...

See what’s happening

Shut up Fuck you, fuck you

I’m sorry I could go on and on
But it’s time to move on...so...

Remember..
You’re a wreck
An accident, forget the freak you’re just nature
Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean, shit snort and blaspheme
Let the heads cool and the engine run
Because in then end everything we do...
Is just everything we’ve done


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Seems to be a bad week..

This week has been so wierd, its actually bad and just to top it off its friday the 13th tomorrow, great. I mean theres nothing more exciting than being stuck in a lecture for hours on end and then heading towards the end of the week you get to listen to old people at the bus stop complaining how late the bus is when its only a minuite over the time its suposed to arrive. deary me. I dont think that amount of work at college helps either, just makes you wish that the next two months will fly by, but then theres that dreary thought of exams. woo! i think that now is the time do decide how much life sucks, although there are things to be mentioned on a lighter note, like mine and Charlotte' s genius plans to open up a milkshake bar somewhere and sell wierd and wonderful milkshakes that people have never heard of.. that could be fun. But yes apart from that my friends there isnt alot to update you on, just me rambling on a usually about nothing in particular.......