“Together we’ll find your monster soul.”

UH!

Killing in the name by rage against the machine

I really wish my cactus never died

Artist: Knapsack Can’t remember the song name right now

It’s the opening lyric to the song, and I just think it’s a great way to illustrate depression, and wanting with every fibre of your being to do something but being unable to. Cactuses are one of the easiest plants to take care of, so wanting to keep it alive but having it die just shows how helpless it can get

Driving every mile inside a paper mache lion

Going home is sort of hopeless

From Food by Radiation City.

It me

If I can only choose one:

And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be

For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer
Let it be

The Beatles, “Let It Be”

When I have to make choices like this, I really feel like Dan Andriano of Alkaline Trio had it right in “Blue Carolina”:

You know all my favorite singers
Have stolen all of my best lines

Most people don’t change, they only get old.

Motherfucker, I’m resourceful, resilient. I power through the waves of disappointment. Maybe not quite thriving but I’m buoyant. I am at peace these days (give or take a fit of blinding rage).

Propagandhi

Lies are a funny thing

They slip through your fingertips because they never happened to you.

I Sat By the Ocean by Queens of the Stone Age.

I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest

Well, I lived with one Well, I lived with one, I lived with two, I even lived with a third I wanna tell you about number one He was a miserable shitwringing turd Like he reminded me of some evil gnome Shaking hands was like shaking a hot, fat, oily bone Holding on for far too long Yes he took me in, he took me in He said that I looked pale and thin I told him he looked fat His lips were red and licking wet His house was roasting hot In fact it was a fucking slum Scum! Scum! Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game Black snow! Black snow! Cocksuckstress, and I should know Mean and vicious, her microphone always smelled suspicious His and herpes bath towel type If you know what I mean I could not look at him, worm He’d be taking a shower and who should walk in He was the epitome of their type Her middle name was Welcome, his was Wipe Scum! Scum! Well you’re on the shit list Thrust and twist, twist and screw You gave me a bad review And maybe you think that it’s all just water under the bridge Well my un-friend, I’m the type that holds a grudge I’m your creator I think you fucking traitor, chronic masturbator, Shitlicker, user, self-abuser, jigger jigger! What rock did you crawl from? Which, did you come? You Judas, Brutus, Vitus, Scum! Hey four-eyes, come That’s right, it’s a gun Face is bubble, blood, and, street Snowman with six holes clean into his fat fuckin guts Psychotic drama mounts Guts well deep then a spring is fount I unload into his eyes Blood springs Dead snow Blue skies

"The teacher stands in front of the class, but the lesson plan he can’t recall. The student’s eyes, don’t perceive the lies, bouncing off every fucking wall. His composure is well kept. I guess he fears playing the fool. The complacent students sit, and listen to the bullshit that he’d learned in school.

Europe ain’t my rope to swing on. Can’t learn a thing from it, yet we hang from it. Gotta get it, gotta get it together then, like the motherfuckin’ Weathermen."

Adding one more that speaks to me alot at the moment, even if it’s not an all time favorite:

"All at once,

the world can overwhelm me,

there’s almost nothing that you can tell me,

that would ease my mind.

Which way will you run?

When it’s allways all around you.

The feeling’s lost and found you again,

the feeling that we have no control."

I must fight this sickness

Find a cure

I must fight this sickness

The Cure - Pornography

I don’t know why I like these lyrics, but they hit hard

Maybe I will never be, all the things that I want to be, now is not the time to cry, now’s the time to find out why…

„Lucy in the sky with Diamond Dave’s not here“
Dream Theater - Octavarium

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• Daft Punk, Around the World