Must be your skin I’m sinking in
must be for real cuz now I can feel
and I didn’t mind
it’s not my kind
not my time to wonder why
everything’s gone white
and everything’s gray
now you’re here now you’re away
I don’t want this
remember that
I’ll never forget where you’re at
don’t let the days go by

glycerine

I’m never alone
I’m alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie
we live in a wheel
where everyone steals
but when we rise it’s like strawberry fields

if I treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn’t love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don’t let the days go by
could have been easier on you
I couldn’t change though I wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine
don’t let the days go by
glycerine

I needed you more
when we wanted us less
I could not kiss just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that’s just fine
that’s just one of my names
don’t let the days go by
could’ve been easier on you
glycerine

I am heaven sent,
Don’t you dare forget.
I am all you’ve ever wanted,
What all the other boys all promised.
Sorry I told. I just needed you to know.
I think in decimals and dollars.
I am the cause to all your problems,
Shelter from cold. we are never alone.
Coordinate brain and mouth.
Then ask me whats it like to have
Myself so figured out.
I wish I knew..

I hope this song starts a craze.
The kind of song that ignites the airwaves.
The kind of song that makes people glad
To be where they are,
With whomever they’re there with.
This is war.
Every line is about,
Who I don’t wanna write about anymore.
Hope you come down with something
They can’t diagnose, don’t have the cure for.
Holding on to your grudge.
Oh its so hard to have someone to love.
And keeping quiet is hard.
Cause you cant keep a secret
If it never was a secret to start.
At least pretend you didn’t wanna get caught..

We’re concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, we’re throwing the fight
But I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe, in us.

Oh, we’re so c-c-c-c-c-controversial.
We are entirely smooth.
We admit to the truth,
We are the best at what we do.
And these are the words you wish you wrote down.
This is the way you wish your voice sounds,
Handsome and smart.
Oh my tongue’s the only muscle on my body
That works harder than my heart.
And its all from watching TV,
And from speeding up my breathing.
Wouldn’t stop if I could.
Oh it hurts to be this good.
You’re holding on to your grudge.
Oh it hurts to always have to be honest
With the one that you love.
Oh, so let it go..

We’re concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, we’re throwing the fight
But I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe.
We’re concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, we’re throwing the fight
But I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe, in us.

This is the grace that only we can bestow.
This is the price you pay for loss of control.
This is the break in the bend,
This is the closest of calls.
This is the reason you’re alone,
This is the rise and the fall.

We’re concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, we’re throwing the fight
But I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe.
We’re concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, we’re throwing the fight
But I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe, in us.

I see you’re at a loss for words
So let me spell it out for you
All I ever do is survive
open up wide, swallow your pride
But that’s not what’s expected
You’ll run and you’ll hide
That’s ok I’ve got the stars tonight
Conjugating On my behalf
For staying true to myself
Never letting anyone take my felicity
do not doubt my cacoethes
Your grip is getting tighter and it’s harder to breath
I’ll be damned for giving too much
You’ll be elated when you finally do
It’s unfortunate that it’s so hard for some
Burn this bridge then you are saying adieu

Now I understand your hesitance
The last time I was the safest bet
Made every mistake and left a scattered mess
As far as I can tell I have learned from this
In the end it was all for not

And I’m never coming back

why would put my self in such a delicate predicament
One I know will scar me once again
How does it all go back to normal my friend
Or do we just say that for the balance of world
I don’t see the method to apply it
I sympathize with your plight
But as the old expression says
When it’s right it’s right
So I suppose I am all wrong
Maybe it’s my biggest failure
Hopefully not your greatest regret
Now i guess it’s time we put this to rest
This is not meant to be hateful or crass
In the end it’s all just another then we forget from the past

I see the fear in your eyes
I understand what scares you
You need to know my dear, we share the same pain
Our pasts are filled with empty promises, why would you want to do it again.
Trusting in anything other then yourself seems down right insane
You have my heart in your hands, can you feel it beat.
If you can’t then you have already held me, in a moment of disbelief.
For ever tear you have ever shed, I would drown in just to have you back in my bed.
These words are true and very honest. You can blame me for wanting all or nothing.
Your heart is a guarded fortress
With 10,000 archers that have me in their sights.
Do I back down? Is the fight even worth it.
Just know with every word you speak, you put me further into the ground.

You could walk away right now, and never look back
If you think it’s not worth it
I’m not asking for the world, just to have a chance to show you that I won’t fuck it up.
Your undulate affection is just to much to take.

We have become so stoic, but I can say in a million ways I love you, I’m that good of a poet.
I’m anamored by your style and grace.
Enfatuated by the way that you taste.
But just know the more that you break me
The more I callous.
Especially when you look so Resplendent In anything you wear
I only wish I could be your sanctuary.
The one with whom you lay your head.

How can we feel safe, when were are so in love with danger.
Or are we stuck in the parallels of miscommunication.
There’s no going back now, what’s done is done.
I can’t extinguish this fire, yet I can handle the flame.
To much desolation, leading me to lustful desire.
I can’t seem to get out of my own way.
I find myself in these moments, all be it brief.
Where everything that you said, makes more sense to me everyday but not before the memories turn to ash.
Was this born of destiny and fate?
Or just another stepping stone along the way.

I don’t think I will be ok tonight,
I’m resting though I have the lead.
I’m taking over, never standing down,
If I did what would they make of me.
How can I give in, when all I’ve known of you is take.

How can I feel save, when I’m so infatuated with danger.
Can I have a break? The weight of the world is a terrible one to bear.
I tried cynicism, but it felt more like rotting.
I just need some silence, a quiet room an your embrace.
If ignorance is bliss, then I’m a fucking rocket scientist.

I am resting only on laurels.
Going through the motions with style and grace.
I’m taking over, never standing down,
If I did what would they make of me.
How can I give in, when all I’ve known of you is take.

I can’t say i’ve felt this lost in a long time. Everything seems to pass by, looking exactly the same as before. Endless conversations about conversations they all have had at sometime. I need to get out of here, but have no idea where to go. I hate constant settling, yet I find myself in the same situations. A change of scenery didn’t do much good. I’m more disconnected then a dial up server, and like the now ancient technology I’m afraid I’ll never come back. I stand alone in the same crowded room staring at the air. I struggle with finding some sort of guidance, I’m looking because I’m so lost but can’t find it. If you see me please tell me to wait, I’ll be back in a minute. The world waits for no man and I’m still trying to catch up. I’m really sick of all my self loathing, I wish I could shut the fuck up and appreciate all the gifts, that someone somewhere has blessed me with. I’m tired of being the thorn in my side, I hate that I care to much about my source of self pride. At the end of the day I’m over being me. I just want a day off from playing Jordan Dunne, this act has gotten really fucking old. However I can’t forget I made this bed now I must lay in it, I just sometimes wish I did it all different.

Bane: Behind you stands a symbol of oppression, Blackgate Prison. Where a thousand men have languished under the name of this man, Harvey Dent, who has been held up to you as the shining example of justice. You have been supplied with a false idol to stop you from tearing down this corrupt city. Let me tell you the truth about Harvey Dent from the words of Gotham’s police commissioner, James Gordon; the Batman didn’t murder Harvey Dent, he saved my boy and took the blame for Harvey’s appalling crime so that I could to my shame build a lie around this fallen idol. I praised the mad man who tried to murder my own child, while I can no longer live with my lie, it is time to trust the people of Gotham with the truth and it is time for me to resign.; And do you except this man’s resignation? And do you except the resignation of all these liars? Of all the corrupt? We take Gotham from the corrupt, the rich, the oppressors of generations who kept you down with myths of opportunity and we give it back to you, the people. Gotham is yours, none shall interfere, do as you please. Start by storming Blackgate and free the oppressed. Step forward those who would serve, for an army will be raised. The powerful will be ripped from their decadent nests and cast out into the cold world that we know and endure. Courts will be convened, spoils will be enjoyed. Blood will be shed, the police will survive as they learn to survive true justice. This great city… it will endure. Gotham will survive.

Bane: Behind you stands a symbol of oppression, Blackgate Prison. Where a thousand men have languished under the name of this man, Harvey Dent, who has been held up to you as the shining example of justice. You have been supplied with a false idol to stop you from tearing down this corrupt city. Let me tell you the truth about Harvey Dent from the words of Gotham’s police commissioner, James Gordon; the Batman didn’t murder Harvey Dent, he saved my boy and took the blame for Harvey’s appalling crime so that I could to my shame build a lie around this fallen idol. I praised the mad man who tried to murder my own child, while I can no longer live with my lie, it is time to trust the people of Gotham with the truth and it is time for me to resign.; And do you except this man’s resignation? And do you except the resignation of all these liars? Of all the corrupt? We take Gotham from the corrupt, the rich, the oppressors of generations who kept you down with myths of opportunity and we give it back to you, the people. Gotham is yours, none shall interfere, do as you please. Start by storming Blackgate and free the oppressed. Step forward those who would serve, for an army will be raised. The powerful will be ripped from their decadent nests and cast out into the cold world that we know and endure. Courts will be convened, spoils will be enjoyed. Blood will be shed, the police will survive as they learn to survive true justice. This great city… it will endure. Gotham will survive.

Love is a fragile thing to most people. It comes and goes as it pleases, with out any warning. Sometimes it tricks use, or at least convinces us it’s there when really we are just searching for something to hold on too. Others can become addicted to the wrong parts of it. Take myself for example; for the past 25 years of life, all love has really done for me is being pain. Now this is partially my own fault, with decisions I have made but it’s really all I’ve ever known. It has become quite the sick addiction, being well aware of it has really struck a nerve. I see the cycle I have created for myself, it’s quite blatant. Why can’t I stop it, I still haven’t quite figured out, but at least I’m trying. Anyone who knows me will tell you when I meet strangers they are quick to either love or hate me. With a little time, I can win just about anyone over. Ive started to wonder if this comes from my willingness to really give anyone a chance. I see the world in a cup over flowing way, yet I don’t really let much surprise me when it comes to people. I for the most part see people at there highest potential, which usually ends in disappointment. Maybe I have set my expectations to high maybe people start understanding what I see and it scares them to the point of running away. I always have, when it comes to actually being in a relationship, gone into them hoping for the best possible out come, I hope most people do. Where I differ is I don’t and have never let my emotions, feelings, or whatever scare me. I’ve always been open and honest about any aspect of my life, I figure if you wanna get to know me you might as well see exactly what I am from the start. I think this is why I get such a love/hate effect with people. I don’t give you much of a chance, after talking to me, to let you have any preconceived notions about me. I am and will always be an open book. With the way people judge each other without really knowing that much about someone, you have to combat this somehow and this is my method. However my addiction to the pains of love have caused me to willing enter in relationships with people are bound to hurt me, that way I have an excuse for doing it back. Any love I’ve ever really known has come with great deals of pain I have given and received. As I previously mentioned I for the most part am broken. The only thing I think could change this obviously is something normal and healthy with someone, what I am afraid of is that I haven’t rid myself of this addiction to the pain and I would end up hurting someone for no other reason then to fulfill my need for the hurt. I will not however let that stop my pursuit of true love and having a deep emotional, physical and mental connection with someone. If you aren’t trying, you can’t complain about not having it. The only way we know of happiness is through pain, maybe I have something great coming to me, maybe I’m destined for a life of suffering…. Either way I’m
Trying, what’s your excuse.

Not sure about this tumblr, kinda lost.