[ **mood** | blah ] cheers, new song. trigger the legends, you trigger our hopes. it's pretty straightforward but it doesn't need to be california. it could be anywhere everywhere. listen to it on purevolume or myspaceI say "we're big shots in this small town," but we haven't even left the barrel of the gun and you haven't even pulled the triggerlet's make white windowsills shake & shiverand make vows to the local cemetary cause we're leaving because the dead here are more alive than the fake b r e a t h i n g.we're not gonna be a choked generation because I've heard legends about placeswith names with syllableslike California
| spread it like hot gossip|desperate ears want to hear|something along the words of "I love you..." | [30 Jan 2005|07:24pm] |
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| [ **mood** | rushed ] so how is everyone? I know this is a very inactive community. so we'll have to nudge and poke and kiss people to make them talk. we got the newest style of interragating. anyways, here's some love. and the lyrics came from an el jay entry. funny how things work, huh? I was looking for some words because I liked the tune I was getting from peterrabbit{guitar}. but I couldn't find anything. so I just took a paragraph from my el jay. and it turned out okay so I decided to upload it. like it or hate it? here are the lyrics: **( words for the eyes while the ears are having fun {no jealously around here}Collapse )**by the way, this is actually my personal el jay. I have it on no comments so it'll feel more like an actual journal. why are we all here anyways? I'm hoping I can write whatever I want and most of all write honestly. because that's what you guys deserve. friend me if you are willing to be one. P.S. poke|nudge|kiss, valentine's day is coming up. what are you doing? I'm in a love|hate relationship with this holiday. I'm happy for people who are blessed to find someone to share it with, but it's such a drag to go through when you're alone like me. write back soon. | |
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[ **mood** | accomplished ] so I finally threaded bits & pieces and got a song out of it. :)merry {belated} christmas. go on purevolumeor if you prefer myspacethe song is called _you make us flowers go weak_the blinds are dilapidated so are the sounds emigrating throughcarpet steadymy feet are comnig throughand with it welcomethe friends we drewspell the words on wallpaperthe flowers savortheir mystery characterslove is manufactured underneathwarm blanketsoh yeah, truth is cheapblack top hats for gentlemento charm the ladies who are skippingwe know you're skipping mealsdon't skip your mealscandles are drippingno one's forgivinglet's forgetwe've ever metwalk awayto lie in bed againwith someone who has no namewho needs a namenames don't matter anymorewhat were you thinkingwhat were you thinkingcarve a one liner as you walk out of the doorhey darlingwhy are you sleeping on the floorcome back up I'm cold & what are you looking foryour skirt's over the chairwhat was your name againyour hair's prettyare you still lonely hey where are you goingI say your window needs fixingokay. who wants to add their two cents? :)
don't worry I'll re-record this sooner or later, here are the lyrics for lucky strikes are between us:let's strike up some conversationswe're matching matches remembermaybe if we're lucky we'll burn up a house or twolet's golet's strike up some conversationswe're lighting lighters remembermaybe if we're luckywe'll light up an ending or twowe'll light up a street for youlet's conversewhat did you say?I can't hear you.try *62I can't hear you.yeah you were a good causeyeah you're such a good causelet's be rockstarslet's hide from camerasremember we're the audiencebut we don't want to clap no morelet's strike up some conversations we're matching matches remembermaybe if we're lucky we'll burn up a house or twolucky strikeslet's hey correct me if I'm wrong, because I forgot if it was *62 or *69 to redial the suckers who hang up on you?
blah ] cheers, new song. trigger the legends, you trigger our hopes. it's pretty straightforward but it doesn't need to be california. it could be anywhere everywhere. listen to it on purevolume or myspaceI say "we're big shots in this small town," but we haven't even left the barrel of the gun and you haven't even pulled the triggerlet's make white windowsills shake & shiverand make vows to the local cemetary cause we're leaving because the dead here are more alive than the fake b r e a t h i n g.we're not gonna be a choked generation because I've heard legends about placeswith names with syllableslike California
rushed ] so how is everyone? I know this is a very inactive community. so we'll have to nudge and poke and kiss people to make them talk. we got the newest style of interragating. anyways, here's some love. and the lyrics came from an el jay entry. funny how things work, huh? I was looking for some words because I liked the tune I was getting from peterrabbit{guitar}. but I couldn't find anything. so I just took a paragraph from my el jay. and it turned out okay so I decided to upload it. like it or hate it? here are the lyrics: **( words for the eyes while the ears are having fun {no jealously around here}Collapse )**by the way, this is actually my personal el jay. I have it on no comments so it'll feel more like an actual journal. why are we all here anyways? I'm hoping I can write whatever I want and most of all write honestly. because that's what you guys deserve. friend me if you are willing to be one. P.S. poke|nudge|kiss, valentine's day is coming up. what are you doing? I'm in a love|hate relationship with this holiday. I'm happy for people who are blessed to find someone to share it with, but it's such a drag to go through when you're alone like me. write back soon. | |
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accomplished ] so I finally threaded bits & pieces and got a song out of it. :)merry {belated} christmas. go on purevolumeor if you prefer myspacethe song is called _you make us flowers go weak_the blinds are dilapidated so are the sounds emigrating throughcarpet steadymy feet are comnig throughand with it welcomethe friends we drewspell the words on wallpaperthe flowers savortheir mystery characterslove is manufactured underneathwarm blanketsoh yeah, truth is cheapblack top hats for gentlemento charm the ladies who are skippingwe know you're skipping mealsdon't skip your mealscandles are drippingno one's forgivinglet's forgetwe've ever metwalk awayto lie in bed againwith someone who has no namewho needs a namenames don't matter anymorewhat were you thinkingwhat were you thinkingcarve a one liner as you walk out of the doorhey darlingwhy are you sleeping on the floorcome back up I'm cold & what are you looking foryour skirt's over the chairwhat was your name againyour hair's prettyare you still lonely hey where are you goingI say your window needs fixingokay. who wants to add their two cents? :)