Monday night are very boring so I'll just write in my journal again.Of coarse instead of wasting time on the computer I could be doing something more productive. Oh well, I'll do that next time.
This is the song from the SG thread: "which song best describes you"
Slug-SCAPEGOAT
Its the caffiene, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar
Its my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, its my car
Its the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
Its the cat box, it needs to be changed, its the pain
Its women, its the plight for power its government
Its the way your givin knowledge slow with thought control and suddle hints
Its rubbin it, itchin it, its applyin cream
Its the foreigners site seeing with high beams
Its in my dreams
Its the monsters that I conjure, its the marijuana
Its the embarrasment, displacement, its where I wonder
Its my genre, its madonnas videos, its gameshows
Its cheap liqour, blunts, bumper stickers with rainbows
Its ANGELS, DEMONS, GODS, its the white devils
Its the monitor, the soundmen, its the motherfuckin mike levels
Its gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommies pill
columbia house music, club designer drugs and rhyming thugs
Its bloods, crypts, fives, six
Its stick up kids, christian conservative terrorists
Its porno flicks
Its the east coast, no its the west coast
Its public schools, its aspestos, its mentholaded, its techno
Its sleep, llife and death
Its speed, coke and meth
Its hayfever, pain relievers. oral sex and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
Its reality
Fuck it
Its everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
Its in the water, its in the air , its in the meat
Its indirect, indiscreet
Its inconsistent, incomplete
Its in the streets
Every city, everywhere you go and every man
Its the insanity, the fantasies, the casulties
Its the healthcare system, its welfare victims
Its assault weapons, its television religion and its false lessons
Its cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
Its harrasment and a complex you carry when your runnin shit
Its wondering if you get to eat
Its the heat
Its the winter, the weather
Its herpes and its forever
Its the virus that takes the lives of weak and its strong
Its the drama that keeps on between me and my seeds mom
Its the need to speak long
Its that hunger for attention
Its the whack who attack songs of redemption
Its prevention
Its the first solution
Its loose, its out for retribution
Its mental pollution and public execution
Its the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
Its this part time job that governs what you can afford
Its the fear, its the fake
Its clear
It make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of the snake
Its the dollar, yen, pound
Its all denominations
Its hourly wages for your professional observations
Its on your face and its in your eyes, everything you be
Cause it aint me motherfucker, cause it aint me
Repeat (hook)
To all a good night
-Life is reduced to the minutes of getting out and into bed
This is the song from the SG thread: "which song best describes you"
Slug-SCAPEGOAT
Its the caffiene, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar
Its my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, its my car
Its the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
Its the cat box, it needs to be changed, its the pain
Its women, its the plight for power its government
Its the way your givin knowledge slow with thought control and suddle hints
Its rubbin it, itchin it, its applyin cream
Its the foreigners site seeing with high beams
Its in my dreams
Its the monsters that I conjure, its the marijuana
Its the embarrasment, displacement, its where I wonder
Its my genre, its madonnas videos, its gameshows
Its cheap liqour, blunts, bumper stickers with rainbows
Its ANGELS, DEMONS, GODS, its the white devils
Its the monitor, the soundmen, its the motherfuckin mike levels
Its gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommies pill
columbia house music, club designer drugs and rhyming thugs
Its bloods, crypts, fives, six
Its stick up kids, christian conservative terrorists
Its porno flicks
Its the east coast, no its the west coast
Its public schools, its aspestos, its mentholaded, its techno
Its sleep, llife and death
Its speed, coke and meth
Its hayfever, pain relievers. oral sex and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
Its reality
Fuck it
Its everything but me
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
The list goes
On and on and on and on
Its in the water, its in the air , its in the meat
Its indirect, indiscreet
Its inconsistent, incomplete
Its in the streets
Every city, everywhere you go and every man
Its the insanity, the fantasies, the casulties
Its the healthcare system, its welfare victims
Its assault weapons, its television religion and its false lessons
Its cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
Its harrasment and a complex you carry when your runnin shit
Its wondering if you get to eat
Its the heat
Its the winter, the weather
Its herpes and its forever
Its the virus that takes the lives of weak and its strong
Its the drama that keeps on between me and my seeds mom
Its the need to speak long
Its that hunger for attention
Its the whack who attack songs of redemption
Its prevention
Its the first solution
Its loose, its out for retribution
Its mental pollution and public execution
Its the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
Its this part time job that governs what you can afford
Its the fear, its the fake
Its clear
It make time stop and leave you stranded in the year of the snake
Its the dollar, yen, pound
Its all denominations
Its hourly wages for your professional observations
Its on your face and its in your eyes, everything you be
Cause it aint me motherfucker, cause it aint me
Repeat (hook)
To all a good night
-Life is reduced to the minutes of getting out and into bed