Banding a bended band
If I had a name for a band I'll be in, I think I would like it to be, "Wired Ash Logic".
Decipher it for yourselves.
Terminal
Taking a trip, on a road, going somewhere
Don't ask me where I'm going though
I never knew anyway, never ever knew
Where I would end up someday
Never became the astronaut
Never made it to the Billboards
All my little glimmers go down like piss in the drain
Dreams up in the sky, conscience in the gutter
Lethargic temerity; but I really can't go the extra mile
My feet are blistered and bloodied
You can carry me if you want
But I know you won't do it anyway
I look out the dirtied window
Verdant blur whirred past my vision
I can never fix anything in my gaze
Everything is fading on me
The vehicle has stopped
Its the last ride in
But I don't think I can walk anyway
I think I'll sleep inside
The perfect shape
What is the most perfect shape in the world?
Most of you would answer,"Circle!" or, "Sphere!"
Well...... why does everyone think this way? A circle is perfect shape? What matches most with our human ideals anyway? What did we all believe in?
Everything happens for a reason, no matter how big or small it may be, or how uncompreshensive or vagu e or clear it may be, there is still a reason behind every matter, behind every little thing.
And there is always a beginning, always an end to everything. Only then would it become meaningful.
How then, is a circle or a sphere the most perfect shape in existence? There is no beginning nor end to it. Put your finger on that shape, can you find the end or the beginning of it? Can you find its meaning?
No. You can't. So stop saying that the circle is the most perfect shape in the world. It is not. It has no reason, it has no meaning, no purpose, no end, no beginning.
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Innocent
Oh, Johnny wishes he was famous
Spends his time alone in the basement
With Lennon and Cobain and
A guitar and a stereo
And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
And I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
Oh, Tina's losing faith in what she knows
Hates her music, hates all of her clothes
Thinks of surgery and a new nose
Every calorie's a war
And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that she’d never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
One day, you’ll have to let it go
You’ll have to let it go
No...
One day, you’ll stand up on your own
You’ll stand up on your own
Remember losing hope
Remember feeling low
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are all innocent (you’ll have to let it go)
We are, we are (you’ll have to let it go, no..)
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are, we are (you’ll stand up on your own)
We are, we are all innocent (you’ll stand up on your own..)
We are, we are all innocent