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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Flashing.....*lights* lights* lights* lights*


I look up and I look down and I look all the way around. They are there when I close my eyes. They persist when I stop to cry. Can't pretend, even if I try. Denying them would be a lie. That's why I stare out way up high. Still looking for an answer why.
I need to leave, but don't know where. These circumstances are too unfair. I'm still under a spell. You don't know me very well. But I can't make myself care. This is why I sit and stare. Don't try. Don't even dare.



The best side and worst side of everybody you have ever known. It's disheartening. 

Jamming TPR. I don't like that Jenny Humphrey knows me so well. 

I'm not listening to you,
I am wandering right through existence.
With no purpose and no drive,
In the end we're all alive, alive.

2000 years I've been awake,
Waiting for the day to shake.


Dear all of you who've wronged me,
I am, I am a zombie.
Again, again you want me to fall on my head.
I am, I am, I am a zombie,
How low, how low, how low will you push me?
To go, to go, to go, before I,
Lie down dead.

Blow the smoke right off the tubes,
Kiss my gentle burning bruise,
I'm lost in time.
But to all the people left behind,
You are walking dumb and blind.
Blind.

For 2000 years I've been awake,
Waiting for the day to shake.


Dear, all of you who've wronged me,
I am, I am a zombie.
Again, again you want me to fall on my head.
I am, I am, I am a zombie,
How low, how low, how low will you push me,
To go, to go, to go, before I,
Lie down dead.
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead.

To all of you who wronged me,
I am, I am a zombie
Again, again you want me to fall on my head.
I am, I am, I am, a zombie,
How low, how low, how low, will you push me,
To go, to go, to go, before I,
Lie down dead? - Zombie (The Pretty Reckless)