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- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:38 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Admit It!
- Replies: 1
- Views: 14964
Admit It!
Admit it! Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance And vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs You know nothing about art or sex That you couldn't read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine Prototypical non-conformist You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo You adhere to a set...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:37 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: I Want to Know Your Plans
- Replies: 2
- Views: 20685
I Want to Know Your Plans
I want to know your plans and how involved in them I am. When I go to sleep for good, will I be forgiven? And if you want roses, I'll buy a bouquet. If that just won't cut it, well what can I say? You're what keeps me believing the worlds not gone dead. Strength in my bones put the words in my head....
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:35 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Slowly, Through a Vector
- Replies: 3
- Views: 31012
Slowly, Through a Vector
Passing slowly though the vector Damp with fog the bog that grows the former business sector With my laugh, my lone companion. Only I can save the lives that blink within this canyon Whoaaa We're passing slow, passing slow. Slow, Slow Drink the colors of the night time If you were wrong then I was r...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:33 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Every Man Has a Molly
- Replies: 0
- Views: 33578
Every Man Has a Molly
Here I am, laid bare, at the end of my rope. I've lost all hope. So long Molly Con Molly Connolly just broke up with me over the revealing nature of the songs. You goddamn kids had best be gracious with the merch money you spend because for you I won't ever have rough sex with Molly Connolly again. ...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:32 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Orgy of Critics
- Replies: 0
- Views: 31645
Orgy of Critics
Sweep the black super market! Sweep it up with your teeth! Put your feather in a box! (Take off! Take off!) Send it off to me! I smell oxygen, precious. Bareback on your horse. Gallop off course, get off! (Get off! Get off!) Filled with fury's force. There's a fire in the peach pit, a blaze in the s...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:31 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: The Futile
- Replies: 0
- Views: 31723
The Futile
Shit! Nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it. I'll go with the ignorance. Eat, sleep, fuck and flee; in four words, that's me. I am full of indifference. What do the old people teach us but how to die (die) die (die) and what do those hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry? Yea t...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:29 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Yellow Cat (slash) Red Cat
- Replies: 0
- Views: 31926
Yellow Cat (slash) Red Cat
I watched my yellow cat invade my red cat in the yard The feline war has raged for years, so I assume it'd be too hard For me to drive my foot between them, I would never risk the scratch Just to prove to one or both of them A cat is just a cat Again I watched my cousin Greg watch MTV inside his hom...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:28 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Woe
- Replies: 0
- Views: 25041
Woe
All the words in my mouth that the scene deemed unworthy of letting out banded together To form a makeshift militia and burrowed bloodily through my tongue and my teeth. I stood proud in the gallery with my open socket of a mouth for them to see. They all just laughed and said "That boy , he, that b...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:24 pm
- Forum: ...Is a Real Boy / ...Was a Real Boy
- Topic: Belt
- Replies: 0
- Views: 13225
Belt
I wouldn't sell my belt to industry So they carded me And they carted me off. Naked but that belt around my waist It was my father's once I still see his face I said woah oh oh They carted me off. I said woah oh oh They carted me off. But I managed to escape the good gendarme I fled through field an...
- Sat Jan 08, 2011 3:22 pm
- Forum: All the EPs
- Topic: Transylvanian
- Replies: 0
- Views: 9937
Transylvanian
You're bent over the grand piano. Feel my eyes slide over you. Legs that curve the same as hers could run as quickly too. My lazy tongue lies low and ready. It cannot seem to speak its words. I'd axe it off to shut me up but you've already heard the murders have occured. The path into this heart is ...