I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart of just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find
In this world
Yeah in this world I see the parts but not the whole I study saints and scholars both No perfect plan unfurls Do I trust my heart of just my mind Why is truth so hard to find In this world Yeah in this world
04-25-2018, 12:55 PM
"Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin' his pennies for someday
Mama Leone left a note on the door
She said, Sonny, move out to the country
Workin' too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack)
You oughta know by now (oughta know)
Who needs a house out in Hackensack
Is that what you get with your money
It seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up
Then I'm movin' out
I'm movin' out"
Thinking about the things I'll tell you
When you get back from wherever it is that you've gone
But then I remember death is real
05-03-2018, 02:48 PM
Eram Sum Ero
If you've been kicked in or abused or mistreated or misused.
You were told there was nowhere to go but up for you.
If you've been hurt or you've been betrayed.
If you've been fucked or you've been displaced.
Then you were told it's probably been your fault anyway.
But when your Hustler subscription and your Xanax prescriptions
Make you feel lonelier instead.
You don't want to hear about all those starving children.
You don't want to be told it's all in your head.
'Cause if it's all in your head, that's terrible.
I saw a junkie laying in a puddle of his own blood last week,
I saw a cyclist get hit by a car.
I saw a homeless guy chug a bottle of mouthwash on Christmas eve.
No, you can never fall too far.
You can buy a Salad Glove, you can buy an iPod.
And you can sell that shit to Bookman's when your wife dies and you lose your job
You can hope it gets better and you can follow your dreams
But hope is for presidents and dreams are for people who are sleeping.
My friend Erin says it best, "we're all two or three bad decisions away
From becoming the ones that we fear and pity"
And Tony says it's important to bear some witness when you can
And that’s not hard to do in the city that I live in.
You don't have it any better and you don't have it any worse.
You're an irreplaceable human soul with your own understanding of what it means to suffer.
And that’s a huge bummer.
05-04-2018, 07:33 AM
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead
The good times are killing me
This car is a war machine that runs on nicotine and gasoline
D-d-d-don't you fucking know this is the wrong side of the road?
Who needs brakes when it's all down hill from here?
And if we ain't died yet then, just maybe we never will
But I don't wanna burn out, so won't you please set me on fire again? I woke up afraid of losing everything; thank god that I already have
So if you love me then listen: mind your own fucking business! If you love me enough to stay, then please love me enough to stay...enough to stay away
I swear on my last cigarette that i'd love you my d-d-darling. I'd love you if I could
But since the day I was born, it's been too late for me to be anything but what I am tonight...
And what I am is drunk, and what I am is mean, in your passenger seat!
Seat belts are for people who have time to die; hell, I don't even have time to sleep
Because I don't wanna miss a moment of loathing everything that I see
I stay up nights afraid of everything, till all that's left is the shadows and me
Ask me from sunrise to sunset: no, I ain't left the house yet
I finally love you enough to stay...enough to stay away!
Aw, shit, I wish I had a job to quit
I wish I had a boss that I could tell to fuck off
Give me the satisfaction of a dramatic exit, and not just a long car ride and a short goodbye in a parking lot.
05-05-2018, 12:32 PM
Not sure of the lyrics but the melody is kinda like my mood.