I am god
I am evil
I am power
I am you
I am me
I am good
I am we
I am Jesus
I am ghost
I am Mary
Devil’s roost
I am life
I am death
I am the tunnel
Angel’s nest
I am pain
I am pleasure
I am orgasmic
Adam’s leisure
I am light
I am dark
I am illusion
Wolf’s bark
I am weakness
I am might
I am blind
Incessant sight
I am atom
I am universe
I am ephemeral
Eternal verse
Can you look me in the eyes anymore?
Can you look in yours too for that matter?
You hurt me, broke me and more
You stabbed me till the blood wont spatter
You thought you did the right thing
But then you thought again
You pushed till I cringed
And then you tried again
I tried to look away
But you didn’t let me
I tried to trod away
You showed me we
I saw you as no one did
You saw nothing you claim
I saw you as I saw no one
Are you blind or I imagine?
No no no I not on drugs
No no no I don’t hallucinate
Oh you don’t see the crux
Oh you unsighted
You don’t really deserve me
Buddy, mate or else
Don’t turn back, dont
I’ll not be there
Ohh baby don’t turn back
I have already gone
I still love you
But on the path you had shown
Leave now
It’s a choice you made
Don’t feel bad
You should not be afraid
Don’t turn back
You’v lost the right
I can’t crack
How hard try you might
Look away
Walk away
Run
Runnnnnnnnn…
Far away
From me n you
Runnnnn…
Oh sweetie it’ll be good
Oh baby, leave
Oh honey I’ll love you
Will that put you too sleep?
[Soft whisper]
Somebody inside
Somebody in there
Screams in agony
Sobs in despair
Break me shake me
But keep me alive
Wanting to be free
Drugged to die
Reasons unclear
Logic undefined
Doing the supposed
Ruing & crying
[Screaming]
I dun wanna do this..
I dun wanna do this…
Show me the liiiiiiiiiiiiiiight……..
[Guitar Leads]
I am
Waiting
For the
Tunnel to end
I am
Praying
For the roads to mend
Winding tunnel
Refuses to cease
Weak mumble
Save me please
Amble, walk, scurry
Light- low, high
Past - dead, buried
Approaching unknown whyyy?
Momma give me your hand
Momma save me from the dark.
Momma do you know the way?
Momma show me the path.
And the tunnel goes onnnn..
The light flickers
But there is no dawn
There is no daaaawn aaaah
Am waaaaiting for the tunnel to end
Am waiting for the roads to mend
Smoke pot
Run run run run runnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…………
--leads--
Early morning blues
Smoke in my loo
Evil pardner, fuck you
Butts in my pot
Shit smoke rot
Blithering moth
Devil’s botsssss
Stinking nostrils
Putrid cocktails
Intestinal trails
Poooooooooooot.. smoky smoky pooooooooooooot
Pottyyyyy smoke…..
Smokey pooooooooot
My turn to spread filth
Drag in, in bliss
Crazy fuckin shit
Another butt fresh
Lungs bottom crash
Out fresh air
Smokeeeey pot pottttttty smoke..
Smoke in mah pot..
Freedom means different things to different people. For a nation it might be riddance from alien powers, for a teenager it might be staying out with friends, for a writer it might be expressing himself without the editor’s delete button working on him, for a retired person it might be traveling & seeing places which he never could. Freedom is not something you achieve by singing the national anthem twice a year. These symbolic days are important just to remind people of moments of importance in the past, but the past would remain the past. In the struggle for existence in our everyday life we generally forget the true importance and significance of freedom. Bound by all directions with our family, our work, our duties and responsibilities we forget to live in the present. We are prisoners of our past and our future, definitely not free in the moment. The sad part is that we are so because we choose to be. We choose to do what we do, so that we ‘can’ have a better future. We plan our funds so that we have a lot of dough stashed away when we retire, we don’t spend on things we want today so that we have enough for things we might or might not want tomorrow. But that’s how we have always been, that’s how we have been brought up to be. To be what we are today, bound in tensions and worries about our bills, our investments, the next installment for our house. Why are we doing this in the first place, to be happy right? And if the moments you live in don’t give you happiness what’s the purpose of this whole exercise. I am not preaching about how you should lead your life, I am definitely nobody to preach. But questioning your actions can always give you a new perspective about things. People call me a rebel because I always do what I want. Does that make me a rebel, at 3 A.M on a chilly night I feel like taking a long bike ride, and I do it. Does that make me crazy? Hell, I am just trying to be happy. If I wouldn’t have gone for the ride because I have work tomorrow, it would probably have left me grumpy not only through the night but the next day at work too. Although I might reach late at work, it’s better than a non-productive day. So similarly this concept applies to ever action of yours, if you plan each and every aspect of your life the odds will always remain equal that you might or might not screw up. Next time you have a strong urge to do something, just question yourself: is this what you want most at this moment? If the answer is yes, just go ahead and do it. All the thoughts you waste on the debate in your mind is not worth it. The happiness earned in that moment is worth more than anything else. Feel free, to be free.. works for me..
Get rich and die
That’s your life
A rat you remain
For pennies you strive
Miss the moments
What’r they worth
Lift the goblets
Golden cups
Crappy people
Dumb psyche
Kiss their asses
Ladder high
Rat to mole
Step by step
Underground hole
Drowned in lice
Filthy gross
Pound wise
Shit lover
Full of vice
Cheater rogue
Masked crime
Moral-less material
Wingless flying
Soulless heart
Cluttered mind
Perfect mask
Toothy smile
Buried heads
Truth neigh
Neighbor’s hole
Jealous prying
Fucking rat
Gutless creep
Die a rodent
Wealthy cheap
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