when you say something.
23 march 1999.
you make me believe.
the girl in the dirty shirt.
-oasis.
if i may be so bold that i just say something.
come and make me my day.
the clouds around your soul
don't gather there for nothing.
but i can chase them all away.
sigh. well, hello. i'm just going to continually sing this song to myself in hopes that maybe it's really true. this & that new radicals song. i'm not sure what i'm doing at this point. i'm starting to feel the wrath. i'm starting to feel the effects of what i've done.. what i didn't do. i wish jay could come & put it into the words i couldn't say. i'm busy still saying please. i'm busy. but i'm not getting anything done. hold tight. i really wish i had a contraption that would just randomly kick me in the ass.
why d'you need a reason for to feel happy
or shining for the rest of the world?
give me just a smile
and would you make it snappy..
get your shit together, girl.
my dad always says, "this is not the way the old shannon would do things." i MISS that shannon. I MISS THAT GIRL. where did she run off to? where did she go when i put my head in my hands & sobbed & the world came down? i feel like i'm in one of those digital scenes where i'm sitting on my knees, leaning on my elbows & the whole atmosphere, environment, this WHOLE DAMN WORLD falls down around me. a mushroom cloud of reality. how fucking pathetic is that.
you've got a feeling lost inside you
just won't let you go.
your life is sneaking up behind..
it just wont let you go.
no, it just wont let you go.
is what I'm trying to say.
is would you maybe,
come dancing with me.
but there's music in me. there's fight in me. if there wasn't anything inside of me, i wouldn't be here right now writing this typing at my computer creeping up on delirium i wouldn't recognize i wouldn't be able to do anything but sleep. i'm getting to that point, aren't i. i'm scared. take me out on the town. kiss me blind.
'cos to me it doesn't matter
if your hopes and dreams are shattered.
when you say something,
you make me believe.
in a girl who wears a dirty shirt -
she knows exactly what she's worth.
she knows exactly what she's worth to me.
but i can see, i can see.
i'm starting to see the results. the fallout. after you sit in the middle of your own collapse, you remember to look around. first you run & then you cry. just cry. & then.. sleep. lots of sleep. loss of sleep. we only get what we give. so what am i giving? what, dirty blue girl, are you giving? & more importantly, does it even fucking matter? does anyone even realize it? is it effectual? did you do it just.. because you knew you were supposed to? don't be afraid. tell the truth now.
if you ever find yourself inside a bubble,
you gotta make your own way home.
you can call me anytime your seeing double,
now you know your not alone.
no, i'm not. i know you & you & you & you & you. i feel you. i fell & you leaned down to catch me or touch me to make sure i was all right. i was SO cramped up. i am so sorry. i'm not doing this on purpose. i know i'm not, i know i'm not. i know you, i know you. i'm not afraid to live, i'm just afraid for all the others that have to live around me.
you've got a feeling lost inside you
just won't let you go.
your life is sneaking up behind..
it just wont let you go.
no, it just wont let you go.
is what I'm trying to say.
is would you maybe,
come dancing with me.
where did it go, then? where is she? lost in the aisles of a grocery store shelving. don't label me.
'cos to me it doesn't matter
if your hopes and dreams are shattered.
when you say something,
you make me believe.
you're the girl who wears a dirty shirt.
maybe she'll come dancin with me,
'cos to me it doesn't matter
if her hopes and dreams are shattered,
when she says something,
she'll make me believe.
you're the girl who wears a dirty shirt.
she knows exactly what she's worth.
she knows exactly what she's worth to me.
she knows exactly what she's worth to me.
she knows exactly what she's worth to me.
now i can see.
now i see.
now i see.
(knows exactly what she's meant to me.)
constantly in the darkness? Where's That At?
if you want me.
now i see.
now i see.
now i see.
(knows exactly what she's meant to me.)
now i see.
now i see.
i want everyone to know that everyone is a bad mood. i'm not going to help you & you're not going to help me & i'm in no mood to pretend these things aren't true. oh, & i'd like to say that if i say "jesus" or "oh god" i am not saying anything but "like" or "you know" - in the same context as these are words are commonly used by people like me. i don't believe in your god, so shock me sane. i'm not taking anyone's name in vain/vein, so don't get on your moral high horse & tell me that i'm wrong. your god is dead [to me] & [i don't] no one cares.
god hates me youll never see the light they want us to see. yeah god told me ive already got the life oh I say we got that part. god hates me we ll never see the light they want us to see. yeah god told me ive already got the life oh i say we got that part
-korn.
alcoholic kind of mood.
fade to grey.
trying to be ruthless.
