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hello MTV and welcome to hell


im Harvey and im here to give you jip.

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is your teen joining THE SKELETON WARS?

skeletonmeme:

decode their text messages for “txt speak” slang used by SKELETONS

  • LOL - lots of legbones
  • SMH - skeletons murdering humans
  • FYI - forget your insides! (and become a skeleton)
  • WTF - waxing the fibula
  • OMG - outta my grave
  • FFS - for friendly skeletons

(via smudgethecat)

wearetheproductofabrokenclass: Do you have the any of the lyrics to your new album yet?

gnarwolves:

Prove It

If distance was a measure of the space between us
I’d sever my ties to the world
But, I can’t predict that all I need is all I have here.
And if you’re brave enough to learn by climbing fucking mountains
Then I’m strong enough to bleed myself completely empty.
All I own is all I have here.
Not enough

By all means
Be a slob
Lay around and quite your job
Life goes on regardless of
Your protesting that it does
So, by all means
Make your plans
But, first show me that you can
Try and prove me wrong
Life goes on and on and on.

Nothing to give
So much to lose
Nothing to prove
So much to do

Boneyard

Sat with an old friend from my childhood home
We make a toast to being lonely, because it’s better than drinking alone
And wash our hands of your cold company
‘cause it’s what we really need

I would be happier knowing this means something
But you’re writhing at home all alone
So there’s no fucking meaning at all

I blacked out over and over

There’s a blood stain on my collar line
It reminds that I’m hopeful, and I notice it sometimes
When I’m bleeding out
I colour in my selfish doubt
I black it out

I blacked out over and over

Everything You Think You Know

I try to focus on my drink but I can see my fate in it
I took a deep breath and drunk and never questioned where I got it
Is this purgatory now?
I swear I’m dead!
I really mean it
I’ve hit rock bottom

I wake in bed
and fuck myself over again

I’ll give myself up to the wind if I please
‘cause it’s so fucking pointless making plans with my dreams
Well you’ve just woken up and I’m barely asleep
When I’m home from this journey
I’m giving myself to the sea

I try to focus on my feet but it’s a blur just past my nose
Wearing the same jeans and same hat I wore a year ago
When you explained to me there was beauty missing someone far away
Did you really mean it?
Or have you forgotten?

I wake in bed
and fuck myself over again

I’ll give myself up to the wind if I please
‘cause it’s so fucking pointless making plans with my dreams
Well you’ve just woken up and I’m barely asleep
When I’m home from this journey
I’m giving myself to the sea

The things you need
You push away

Bottle To Bottle

Roach up your ticket
I know we won’t go
I’ll be your bodyguard
I’ll wear my own clothes
We’ll sit on the back steps
Voyeurs to the show
You could always come clean you know
‘cause I’ve been smoking until I lose myself
I’ve been painting pictures of you that make no sense
But I’m getting close to the answer
Acknowledged a trend
If we start drinking heavily the walls might stop shrinking

Let’s get drunk in your car
We made a mess of the city
A half mumbled calling to arms
Let’s not drink in the bar
Can’t get the lid of this bottle
From bottle to bottle we go

From bottle to bottle

‘cause I got so caught up in a moment
I barely even noticed I’d changed
And then you coloured me in
Showed me sin
Absolute truth settled in
We can’t be friends so let’s be fucking serious then

From bottle to bottle

Breathe it in
The truth is terrifying

Smoking Kills

I feel so dumb
So void of conviction
Afraid of my symptoms
I locked myself out
There’s nothing in this empty house
To save me from my lingering doubt
Your image in the very space
I inherit now
I tell myself that everything is going to be fine
Yeah right

We are the product of a broken class
But, we weren’t raised to be fucking morons
I am the product of my fathers burden
It wasn’t promised to me

So if you want to come and smoke on Friday
I’ll make a promise to maintain my distance
I never wanted to retreat so quietly
Let’s smoke a cigarette

Day Man

All my favourite things
Left by the side of the road
Packed in boxes
Post-marked until my wit comes home

So don’t tell me distance comes easier with time

You will always be much better at saying goodbye

There are things we share
And I was ashamed of the liar
Packed in boxes
I set every trace of you on fire

So don’t tell me distance comes easier with time
You’re a bastard that left no goodbye

You will always be much better at saying goodbye

If you must die then die for something
If you’re going to fall I won’t yank the carpet out

You can’t kill the pain

I miss the days you didn’t dump on everyone

Hate Me (Don’t Stand Still)

Hate me
I heard the war is coming soon
I caused it
But I don’t want to see it through
Count me out

Break me
Through me you once were broken to
I’m seething
Watching them paint me black and mpblue

So make me choke, push your thumbs into my throat
I’ll make you

Hate me
Want you to hate me
Until you fear me
Don’t waste my time
No

We’re living in a model hell
And it suits you well

Do you think you might come home soon?
If your family needed you?

Ebb

Time is a measure of our tired foot steps
Every stride we take to get home
Time is endlessly moving
Time drifts, ebbing and flowing
If time is only this moment
Then life is hopelessly futile

Flow

There was a rift
Torn apart by a continental drift
Either we’ve pawned our health and innocence
Or they never did exist

Tell me I’m wrong
That we’ll both find our way home

Sometimes I need you more than others
And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes
Tell me I’m wrong

Get on your board
Don’t want to see my home no more
We could just fall apart
And forget all the broken backs and fleeting phone calls
‘cause we’ve both buried friends and dealt with it
Yeah, we’ve all buried loved ones
In our lives

Sometimes I need you more than other
And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes
Because sometimes you seem barely alive
Tell me I’m wrong
And stop feeling so ashamed that you’ll never find an answer

Eat Dynamite, Kid

It used to be easy to go out in the street
Before public opinion tried to steal my tongue
I made no excuses
I spoke with my feet
And tripped on every vicious word you aimed at me
It’s not alright

I’ve never seen your eyes
The flock are blind
It’s hopeless if we’re spoon fed
The shit that you’re hawking
You’re wasting your life
Resigned to a well placed line
If I fall who will catch me

In cutting prose you’ve conjured up a malady
Received with murderous applause from all the crowd
Don’t speak when you want to
Don’t create
Don’t think
This life is black and white, there’s nothing in between
It’s not alright

I’ve never seen your eyes
You’ve all seen mine
The truth is that we’re spoon fed
The shit that you’re hawking
You’re wasting your life
Resigned to a well placed line
If I fall who will catch me?


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