Sunday, July 23, 2006

:: Sy ::

"Cuz it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet -
You're a slave to money, then you
die.

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down -
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet, yeah.

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold

But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold

No, no, no, no, no

Well I never pray -
But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah.
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah.
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free - now.

But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold

And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold

No, no, no, no, no

I can't change

I can't change

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then.you.die

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet, yeah.

You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold

And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold

No, no, no, no, no.

I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no,
I can't change

Change my

No, no, no, no, no

It justs sex and violence melody and silence
It justs sex and violence melody and silence
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
It justs sex and violence melody and silence
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down

Ever been down

Have you ever

been




down"

_

spoken. at 2:15 AM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."