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Friday, October 31, 2003

I got a fucking headache in my pants... Queens of the Stone Age did such a great cover of Turbonegro's "Back to Bungaree High". I cannot begin to emphasize the badassness of this cover... It is tha shit... and all I got it a tweeny weeniy alibi.

Back to Dungaree High

I didn't mean to turn you on
Just wanna dance and sing my song
Clocking in, clocking out
No I don't mind it at all
Me and the danger dudes
We're on the news
So just don't bother to call
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive
So it's back, back to dungaree high
Just to get by, back to dungaree high
Just a great big boy
With a teeny-weeny alibi
Just a soul on ice
With a mirror and a blade
And a pocket full of mice
Cheap thrills done and the dirt cheap ants
'Cause I got a headache in my pants
Throb throb
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive
So it's back, back to dungaree high
just a great big boy -
With a teeny-weeny alibi
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive, boy

Sunday, October 19, 2003

I wrote some more. Hate this and I'll love you ;)

Empty Wishes

Too many times I see
Too many times I bleed
And I just wish for an empty room

Too many times I'm sad
Too many time there is no sun
And I just wish for an empty room

Too many times I lay awake
Too many thoughts I think alone
And I just wish for an empty room

Too many misunderstanings
Too many "I'm sorry"'s
And I just wish for an empty room

Too much love I gave
Too many thoughts I extend
And I wish for you

I wish you where here
I'm empty without you

As I said

Nothing was as said
Nothing was as spoken
Yet I proved
My ingnorance as my token

So I conduct my worry
As simple as a flurry
Not to be taken
As a fact to the wise

It will be as I said
And I said no less
And no more. No more

I'll carry all you need
The pain. The pain that
keeps you connected
I'll carry all your pain
Believe my call, I will carry

All your pain
Seem easier than mine
As mine is real and you're
Fooling me

Carry mine

Staring at the sun

So, now here I'm am
Wrestling with the "as"
The last time again.
I'm tired, but now is forever

You'll forgive my time
And time again. As you must
You and I keep forgeting
Just how hopeless I am

I stare at the sun
It is bright
It hurts
Blinded by ingorance

I stare at the star
Because I'm stonger
I'm stronger
And I look to the sun

I will change the world
While I stare at the sun
For hours and hours

Friday, October 03, 2003

Allright... I finally found a free web-host with no pop-up's or ads... that I'm aware of yet. Site be here: http://draczilla.8bit.co.uk ... and 'Yes' it is still under construction, but there is content there so go check it out - - and don't forget to sign my guestbook, or I'll capture your IP adress from the web-log and you know what happens then... p0VV|\|3d by Dr4cz1|_|_4 ;) See ya there...

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