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Jul 182010

By Sum 41

I caught myself singing this in the shower…weird eh? Of course, I also dreamt I had a cigarette the night before last. Sometimes I think it might just be mood or my subC doing that whole primal need thing. I used to have a self destructive streak a mile wide, and had to ditch everything that allowed me to lose control. There were a LOT of very hard lessons learned in that and no few very dear friends lost (not to mention innocent bystanders that got run over (figuratively).

A lot of people generally believe if they had to do it all over again, would they have made the same choices. I think honestly people overly concerned about this aren’t focusing on the real issue.

Are you capable of accepting responsibility for your actions? Rather than just dwelling on the chance to make a different choice and make it all better, recognize what is within your scope to make amends, do so, and move on. Forgiving yourself can’t be the last thing on your list, it must be the first.

Enjoy the music.

-T.

I tried to be perfect,
But nothing was worth it,
I don’t believe it makes me real.
I thought it’d be easy,
But no one believes me,
I meant all the things I said.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

This place is so empty,
My thoughts are so tempting,
I don’t know how it got so bad.
Sometimes it’s so crazy,
that nothing can save me,
But it’s the only thing that I have.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

I tried to be perfect,
It just wasn’t worth it,
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
It’s hard to believe me,
It never gets easy,
I guess I knew that all along.

If you believe it’s in my soul,
I’d say all the words that I know,
Just to see if it would show,
That I’m trying to let you know,
That I’m better off on my own.

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Living Inside of Me

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Jun 302010

by Level

Geez…Level…before that Adema…must be sign. Only one word comes to mind. Caged. It isn’t enough to call me incompetent. It isn’t enough to demean what I work so hard for. But what is enough…you are making me intolerant. Luckily enough your cage is made of nothing more than my own resistance to change. Even luckier I am that my friends are quick enough to keep me grounded enough not to burn that little bridge you are praying I haven’t got the guts to cross.

I don’t do this anywhere nearly often enough. If you hit the Tony’s Music tag at the bottom, you notice I throw a piece of me out every once in a while when jamming out.

My fists are closing tightly
The moon is shining brightly
Well I`m pray that I’m not the only one
Gotta keep my sentimental
Side so confidential
Well I’ll save it for when all is said and done

Now I’m leaving this conversation
With a never dead conformation
That’s usually lying right before my eyes-yeah
But not to mention
I can almost see the tension
Well it’s building in the air as it starts to rise

I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
Cause it’s living inside of me
I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
It’s living inside of me

One more villian
The earth starts to crumble
A new world beings to tumble
Above ya, beside ya, beneath ya
Sometimes on a rare occasion
Gotta face my situation
When it hits me when I’m staring at the sun

I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
Cause it’s living inside of me
I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
It’s living inside of me

I said the past keeps coming
Back to haunt me but
I can’t keep running can’t
Retrace my steps and
Erase all the mistakes I made
Keep my head held high
Laugh at the sky

I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
Cause it’s living inside of me
I am – I’ll be
But I can’t control it
It’s living inside of me

Well I can`t control it
Well I can`t control it
Well I can`t control it
It`s living inside of me

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A Tragedy of Caring

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Jun 272010

So…every once in a while I get the gumption to write a little prose. Sometimes its to a tune in my head, sometimes it’s just to a beat, and sometimes it just is. In this case I was wondering just how acceptable it is to any government to render a nation incapable of feeding it’s people…to ANY degree. I believe firmly that our nation was built on the sentiment of freedom and moral conscience, rather we as a nation now seem to trod ahead under the impression that what we’re doing…is right?

Anyhow without starting up another installment of No More Stupid, I started jotting down the words to the song playing out in my head…

-T

How did we ever evolve here
in a storm of hate of and fear
when all I see around me
is another example to shame me

Where did all the love go
in a mountain of sorrow
When everything we hear
are the cries and screams of those dear

What might you see
that justifies all that we feel?
How are we to know
that the way you take is good?

How did we learn this sadness
And then turns again to madness…
How did we learn to follow
all the shadows of sorrow?

How do we see what’s right
when someone else holds the light
Why do we care that it’s laughter
When crying is all we hear after

Can we please stop the fighting
for nothing but doing the right thing
Can we stop with the acting
Divinity is not in your writing

Must we persist in destroying
where we only need to start employing
Can we please teach to care
instead of grooming to scare?

Can’t you see what you’re forcing
is the man sick of coercing
Cant you hear what your saying
to the man sick of listening

Maybe it’s all out of control
Maybe we should just let it roll
Maybe you’re all that we’re after
or maybe you just what’s gone after.

How do we see what’s right
when someone else holds the light
Why do we care that it’s laughter
When crying is all we hear after

Ever Wonder...

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Jun 062010

…why I didn’t persue an awesome career in percussion?

The answer is:

Because the drummer in this video stole all my awesome, and uses it to play ZZ Top like it was Poison.

All These Years

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Jun 022010

By Adema

” ‘One foot in front of the other.’ That’s what they tell you. You’d seriously think someone with a little ‘experience’ in loss would have something better to give in the way of coping. This just makes it seem like there is no end in sight. Suicide Friends…year four. It’s not like I’m down about it all the time…it creeps up and owns me for a few hours every once in blue moon. You mourn in your way…I’ll mourn in mine. PS – Your advice sucks.”
-Sometimes people drop the ball with the absolute best of intentions. Remember that next time someone tries to help.

One got addicted
and the other ran away
Some settled down a familiar place
One lets go of the wheel
While the other one steers
One got the money that the other put away
Some hung around when the others couldn’t stay
A few just followed their dreams while the others stood clear

After all these years
After all these years

One found religion and the other lost faith
One sold something that he never could replace
Both looked back to see if the coast was clear
One hits the bottle ’till his problems go away
The other never made it home from school that day
Sometimes I wish I could just disappear

After all these years
After all these years

It feels like some days that the sun never shines
I can’t decipher all these little thin rhymes
They’re going down in flames
They’re burning alive
I just can’t take this anymore
One look back at the past and I’m finally here
After all these years

One got addicted
And the other ran away
Some hung around when the others couldn’t stay
One let’s go of the wheel
While the other one steers
After all these years
One found religion and the other lost faith
One sold something that he never could replace
Both looked back to see if the coast was clear

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A new bigger better spin on 'Paparazzi'

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May 112010

This might be the only time I’ve ever heard the word ‘Paparazzi’ and not wanted to punch people for exploiting the rights of the media. Seriously, I have to give prop’s for this. Lady Gaga‘s music unfortunately isn’t exactly my favorite, but her lyrics and songwriting are actually extremely good. HOLY CRAP SMELLS LIKE ROSES…does her music come out awesome when some other talented musicians get their hands on it. Have a listen.

One example is in the recent post to YouTube by Greyson Michael Chance of his recent performance.

Check this out. This is how you land a music deal.

FOX News even picked his story up later (link HERE).

Lyrics here… Continue reading »

Hands Down

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Mar 022010

By Dashboard Confessional

After a while it sinks in. All you have is your passion and the thread of hope that someone shares it with you. Finding that spark is a blast. Making sure that awesome feeling stays with you is only a matter of will. So many good things have happened to me while listening to this song I can’t help but think it’s a little more than luck

i'll always think too much of you.

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Jan 192010

By Kate McGill

Kate’s got it…that simple. A voice, a guitar, and a bathroom are all she needs. Half the time she seems a bit overwhelmed by all the attention she gets (she’s a celebrity YouTube musician), but manages to keep things entertaining even when she isn’t singing for her fans

Anyhow, listen up!

Keep rockin Kate!

You can find Kate HERE!

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