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        Friday, July 25, 2008

    The Poet Laureate Of The 90's...


    Hey you caught me in a coma
    And I don't think I wanna
    Ever come back to again
    Kinda like it in a coma
    'Cause no one's ever gonna
    Oh, make me come back to again
    Now I feel as if I'm floating away
    I can't feel all the pressure
    And I like it this way
    But my body's callin'
    My body's callin'
    Won't ya come back to again
    Suspended deep in a sea of black
    I've got the light at the end
    I've got the bones on the mast
    Well I've gone sailin', I've gone sailin'
    I could leave so easily
    While friends are calling back to me
    I said they're
    They're leaving it all up to me
    When all I needed was clarity
    And someone to tell me
    What the fuck is going on
    Goddamn it!

    Slippin' farther an farther away
    It's a miracle how long we can stay
    In a world our minds created
    In a world that's full of shit

    Help me
    Help me
    Help me
    Help me

    Please understand me
    I'm climbin' through the wreckage
    Of all my twisted dreams
    But this cheap investigation just can't
    stifle all my screams
    And I'm waitin' at the crossroads
    Waiting for you
    Waiting for you
    Where are you

    No one's gonna bother me anymore
    No one's gonna mess with my head no more
    I can't understand what all the fightin's for
    But it's so nice here down off the shore
    I wish you could see this
    'Cause there's nothing to see
    It's peaceful here and it's fine with me
    Not like the world where I used to live
    I never really wanted to live

    Zap him again
    Zap the son of a bitch again

    Ya live your life like it's a coma
    So won't you tell me why we'd wanna
    With all the reasons you give it's
    It's kinda hard to believe
    But who am I to tell you that I've seen
    any reason why you should stay
    Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway

    You got a one way ticket
    On your last chance ride
    Gotta one way ticket
    To your suicide
    Gotta one way ticket
    An there's no way out alive
    An all this crass communication
    That has left you in the cold
    Isn't much for consolation
    When you feel so weak and old
    But is home is where the heart is
    Then there's stories to be told
    No you don't need a doctor
    No one else can heal your soul

    Got your mind in submission
    Got your life on the line
    But nobody pulled the trigger
    They just stepped aside
    They be down by the water
    While you watch 'em waving goodbye
    They be callin' in the morning
    They be hangin' on the phone
    They be waiting for an answer
    When you know nobody's home
    And when the bell's stopped ringing
    It was nobody's fault but your own
    There were always ample warnings
    There were always subtle signs
    And you would have seen it comin'
    But we gave you too much time
    And when you said that no one's listening
    Why'd your best friend drop a dime
    Sometimes we get so tired of waiting
    For a way to spend our time
    An "It's so easy" to be social
    "It's so easy" to be cool
    Yeah it's easy to be hungry
    When you ain't got shit to lose
    And I wish that I could help you
    With what you hope to find
    But I'm still out here waiting
    Watching reruns of my life
    When you reach the point of breaking
    Know it's gonna take some time
    To heal the broken memories
    That another man would need
    Just to survive