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Jeremy Mullins
- Pensacola, FL
- Last Record: 2013-06-17 05:01:57 +0100
- Joined: Jan 13, 2010
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I found two wonderful small poems I thought I'd put into a song.
These two defined what fantasy really is for me: fleeting and sometimes painful, regretful and sometimes hollow.
It's been a while, so I'm a little rusty.
my darling you're bleeding from your wounds i've no bandages for you
but i'm not gonna leave you no you're not alone anymore
the knife cut so deep your mind lay severed on the block
but i'm not gonna leave you no, my love, you won't be alone
as you lie there bleeding out the monsters crawl in from the darkness
but i'm not gonna leave you now hold on, hold on as best you can
i chipped my teeth on the concrete
you coated around your heart
i tore my wrists to admit defeat
in these battles, in this war
[of what use is this anger
now that i've let you down
of what use are these moments
now that we know it won't last]
you cried for so many nights
and i never cared to pay attention
you had to lie so many times
to nullify any sort of tension
and so it's come to this
i know it hurts but say goodbye
[of what use is this anger
now that i've let you down
of what use are these moments
now that we know it won't last
of what use are the patterns
now that we know what they are
of what use is this life
now that i know it has to end]
I'm going for my best David Lynch/Angelo Badalamenti rip-off.
we notice the patterns when we wake up lonely we'd change the answers if it suits our needs;
and somehow we find a way to cope with the rut we find ourselves in;
we follow the rabbit in hopes of breaking a cycle; an unending loop of pain, of misery, of everything and nothing
and somehow we find a way to cope with the rut we find we ourselves in; this violent merry-go-round is building in intensity; and somehow we found our way home after walking hours in circles; but what we didn't understand is how no one seemed to notice or hear our prayers
Another one for headphones.
Best to listen to with headphones on this one. Again, made of a bunch of different loops (appropriate) and beat within an inch of its life with a Low Pass Filter (not so appropriate). Enjoy?