Late at night
So I find I draw and write best late at night.
I'm gonna post this than hit myself several times for
being lazy with english.
This is a lyric I named love trip for now.
Best read aloud, enjoy.
You snap,
A branch off a dead tree
Walking slowly.
Walk with me
Anytime you want
Anything you need
Darling I’m ready
And time is fading
So do me a favor
and Don’t leave me waiting
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
You crack
Open a can of pop
Moving forward
Need to stop
A break you want?
A break you got.
But darling I’m ready
And time is fading
Please do me a favour
And don’t leave me waiting
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
You look
At the distance we’ve come
from our plateau
a long run
Is this all there is?
You, me and the sun
Well lets keep going
our time is fading
Let’s get higher
New levels of creating.
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
.
Now for a little rant. I would just like to say. No I am not effected by any insults I recieve. I am actually more dissapointed with the people around me. For two months straight you've called me a fag. It's funner when you come up with something new.
And for a second rant.
I really don't care for drama of any sort. Drama is on the most part unnescissary and childish. People need to get over themselves and take a look at the world around them. Quite being so fucking self centered.
OH and on a final note, If you honestly don't like the things I do. That's your problem. I am who I am and I rarely regret my actions or words.***
<>< Ricky.
***unless alcohol is involved. BUT that my dears is a whole different story :)
I'm gonna post this than hit myself several times for
being lazy with english.
This is a lyric I named love trip for now.
Best read aloud, enjoy.
You snap,
A branch off a dead tree
Walking slowly.
Walk with me
Anytime you want
Anything you need
Darling I’m ready
And time is fading
So do me a favor
and Don’t leave me waiting
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
You crack
Open a can of pop
Moving forward
Need to stop
A break you want?
A break you got.
But darling I’m ready
And time is fading
Please do me a favour
And don’t leave me waiting
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
You look
At the distance we’ve come
from our plateau
a long run
Is this all there is?
You, me and the sun
Well lets keep going
our time is fading
Let’s get higher
New levels of creating.
please close your Eyes
I’ll take anywhere
I’ll take you anywhere
Just tell me where
I’ll take you anywhere
please close your eyes
And tell me where
.
Now for a little rant. I would just like to say. No I am not effected by any insults I recieve. I am actually more dissapointed with the people around me. For two months straight you've called me a fag. It's funner when you come up with something new.
And for a second rant.
I really don't care for drama of any sort. Drama is on the most part unnescissary and childish. People need to get over themselves and take a look at the world around them. Quite being so fucking self centered.
OH and on a final note, If you honestly don't like the things I do. That's your problem. I am who I am and I rarely regret my actions or words.***
<>< Ricky.
***unless alcohol is involved. BUT that my dears is a whole different story :)
posted by Richard @ 10:59 PM
1 Comments:
At 1:51 AM,
VivaLaPinto said…
i RESPECT WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT DRAMA. oops, caps lock. *cringe* sometimes, us theatres lose sight of what the real world is actually like, because we spend so much time in our little dreamworlds that we create for ourselves. what none of us like to admit is that really we're just little kiddies still playing pretend, and not very much of what we're concerned about matters in the real world at all. You know; the world where children die of an immune system disease that could be cured in a month if only someone had the balls to stick Bill Gates with an infected needle. That world.
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