lundi 26 septembre 2011

Why haven't I found a correct title for this one?

Because every single thing left in my fridge perishes

I've got this bad habit of sparing food.Everything.I keep it for days,telling myself "gosh,you're hungry but in a couple of days you'll be able to make your belly explode".
But it's the same santence every single time.So at the end,I never eat.
And food perishes.

I keep believing life's the same crap.You keep waiting,waiting;with some "tomorrow will be fine";and you end up never doing anything.Especially with girls ya know.

"Oh she makes me become crazy,I can't sleep without dreaming of her,I'm really in love with her.But no,I won't go;I ain't got any chance anyway."

Man,it's like saying you ain't got a chance with this chocolate cake.You keep it for later;but in the end;it will be gone forever.
Ok,very awkward comparison.

Time is all about in our societies.Men invented it to be able to despise something.And it worked perfectly well.Time's such a bastard that after two weeks's time,my beard is long enough for me to hurt myself shaving it.Fu*k off.

Time is what you need when you're in love,even when it's mutual.Cuz there ain't a chance for love to last for a lifetime.
Almost no chance.
The later you fall,the better it is.
And the harder it will be.

Obvious contradictories of the humans referential;cause time is hunting you while you can't master it.
And if you can,congratulations;
you're certainly the most boring man on earth.


Looking down is hard as it feels forced;as time goes on and leaves everything behind in a selfish manner.


Even you.



And especially me.





I've never understood the interest of bonus tracks.Even if they're good,why no to put it along with the normal songs?And if it's a piece of shit,why not kicking it off?
It doesn't make sense to me.



I do really feel like a bonus track at the moment,crap.