Monday, December 6, 2010
This will...or wont.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
BTM FDR
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Tilt (FTW)
Four pounds of power in my pocket
Pretending to be knowledge
Far from college in an office building
Blaming every soul for this misinterpretation of a body
Fuckin faggot fakers
Flyin kites overhead
Tied to a list of regrets
Fishing for dead thoughts
With red snot staining my keds
I wish that a wish was real so I
Could explain to these bums
How they really feel
A barrel full of limbs just smellin
Like a fist full of skin
Ready set go
On ya mark too slow
Panting from the little light show
Presperation, hesitation, read the statement
After I bled the waitress
She said the same shit
I cant believe this
I need to releive this
My physical form is stuck to the door
Your face is the floor
So ill step on you til you believe this
One, two , three, four
Countin’ the shells as they kiss the morgue
So fear this shit
Cause tonight will cut you down to
The fuckin core.
Physical temperament filled by
The injections of a whippet rip
Shaking like the cornered cat ready
To take his nine lives and walk away
Everyone is just a stray from the
Everyday analysis of this rage
I will go back in time and
Fight back the urge to feel bad
For spittin this rhyme at you
Like I meant to
I hope it burns through
The madness and encourages The sadness
fall back off this mattress
cause you don’t mean a lick to me
you were nothin but a dick to me
wouldn’t piss on you to put you out
cause we both know you wouldn’t even sizzle
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Pace yourself.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
I was only trying to get ahead.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Pressure
Monday, August 30, 2010
Realize
Past thoughts
Don't be afraid to find a way. Communicate your thoughts when it's your own line. Better to know, get "yes" or "no," Than wonder if it wait... Wait, I'm feeling it again Reminds me of being a kid Jumping on every seat in a moving car It's life like the movies where we are On basement show weekends, Trying our hands at pop-punk bands. All music, sharing everything that means the most.I'm getting so nervous scripting out these thoughts.I'm hoping I really don't mess this part up. Communication's something I still don't get,But if you work with me I'm sure to make it.
Don't be afraid
Friday, August 27, 2010
(1:18) confessions
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Such Dissatisfaction
Friday, August 20, 2010
Destruction of Beauty
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Anit-Christ Girlfriend Visiting my Sub-Conscious
I get the feeling tonight that it's going down
I get the feeling she might hit the fan
I get the feeling cause she left without a reason
But I don't care! She's a fucking nightmare!
Like a fool, back in school, run around on the weekend
Took a bit of time but now I see it like a bee can [uh oh oh oh]
When I'm not around you're with another dude streeking
Like bount chica bount bount chica bount-bount
I spy a girl gone wild weekend
I spy that you're hittin' up my best friend
I spy you're going down in the deep end
6-6-6, my antichrist girlfriend
I take back all the shit I gave you
I take back every word I said to you
I take back everything except the part where I said we were through
I take back all the shit I gave you
I take back every word I said to you
I take back everything except the part where I said we were through
Bust it
I get the feeling she might sleep with other guys
I get the feeling tonight she's not alone
I get the feeling cause he picked her up this evening
But I don't care! She's a fucking nightmare!
Smokin' kools by the pool
Saw your tail when I was peeking and
Went to grab a beer and heard the box spring squeakin'
Walked into the room and there you were freakin'
LIke bount chica bount bount chia bount-bount
I spy a girl gone wild weekend
I spy that you're hittin' up my best friend
I spy you're going down in the deep end
6-6-6, my antichrist girlfriend
I take back all the shit I gave you
I take back every word I said to you
I take back everything except the part where I said we were through
I take back all the shit I gave you
I take back every word I said to you
I take back everything except the part where I said we were through
Good riddance and goodbye, take your promise turned to lies
Take your lows and your highs like a rollercoaster ride
Like a polar tht's a bi lie woo!
That's a sigh of relief
so listen, I'm gonna tell you why
You're gonna get what you deserve
What goes around comes around, haven't you heard?
Like a boomerang bound to round the curve
You're gonna get what you deserve
I take back the life that I gave you
I take back all my fucking money too
I take back everything except the part where I said we were through
I'm taking back all the flowers that I gave you
I'm taking back all the dinners that I bought you
I'm taking back the time you stole my heart, my soul, are you even listenin'?
Monday, August 16, 2010
Unwanted Affection
and my laughing eyes
I can't pretend though
I try to hide, I like you
I like you.
I think I felt my heart skip a beat
I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe, you got me, yeah
You got me.
The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours
it knocks me off my feet
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Rise up
America Is F*cked.......(Graphically at least) from Jess Gibson on Vimeo.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Print's not dead Pt. 2
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Rough Triangles
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
For What It's Worth
Print's not dead
Burning out
Monday, August 9, 2010
Meaning
This is my re-creation of STYG's "The Hope Division" album cover.
Stick To Your Guns has always been a band about brotherhood, and hope for humanity. The latest album released by them is the epitome of what they've been about for years now. I also want to compliment the art, as it is the perfect attribute to the message they portray in their music & lyrics.
In a world that cant, we can. In a world that hates, we understand.
4 months
If you let me you wont regret me, If you let me you wont forget me.