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"anything goes on jokers wild"
frustration...
am i FUCCING happy
am i FUCCING sad
am i fuckin smiling
am i fuckin glad
am i fuccin angry
am i FUCKING sick
am i fuccin wicked
am i a twisted trick?
do i fuccin love
do i fuccin hate
do i ever think to regret
or procrastinate?
do i speak of truth
do i speak of lies
do i scream out FUCCING loud
when i fuccing crie?
do i speak at all
do i even think
do i ever fuccing care
if i ever start to stink?
did i fucking rise
did i fucking fall
did i scream out to the world
did they hear my fuccing call
have i bashed the fuccing government
have i dragged there thoughts through hell
have i felt all of this fuccing pain
burning fire / drowning well
am i satisified
am i too complex
am i simply just confused
superstition creates no hex
have i felt my fucking hate
have i felt my fucking love
have i felt my fucking pain
have i snapped the necks of dove
...
this is real
this is fake
your a whore
youll never make
fuck your thoughts
you disbeleive
fuck your name
which youve conceived
damn your ways
your always false
damn your daze
you have a pulse
you are living
you are dead
you dont exist
its all in the head
make beleive its all pretend
theres no beggining there is no end
all you see is nothing more
than something thats not
you see it no more
...
but its still fucking there
all is real all is isnot
a circle of fate
twisted in knots
never damn my fucking thoughts
never damn my fucking daze
im not a whore im in a maze
never disbeleive myself
never doubt my fucking wealth
always living always dead
i do exist its not my head
makebelieve it is a dream
but not the way that all should seem
...
steven jason where are you
what the fuck its scooby doo
im spiderbat shes superrobbin
what the fuck my head is bobbin
my fingers dangle my eyes they see
wander around so meaningfully
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i have no hate
i have no pain
i have no anger
i swear im sain
i have no love
i have no joy
i have no soul
im just his toy
i have no nothin
i have no all
i have no shame
i dont stand tall
i have no tears
i have no smiles
i have no plans
i am worthwhile
all is false all is truth
contradicted thought
it doesnt fuccing matter though
cause i know what i thought
trick my mind
if you dare
but you cant
cause i dont care
play me like
i am your fool
ill snap your neck
ill lose your cool
"call me the deadbody man"
and thank the deadbody crew
and no.. it was a rabbit foot
"hey baby i heard you lie.. two three... then come out to play with me"
and yea.. im down for a little sumfin sumfin
huh what.. nah.. dont think so
Na Na
NA NA
Na Na
NA NA
Na Na
shut the
Na Na
NA NA
its cool
ill be your fool!
its all love
Copyright 2005 tears of decadence
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© 2004 Matthew Steven
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