Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Vices

I'm addicted to my vices
I'm stuck here in my crisis

I don't know where it ends
And I can feel the heat from my vices
I don't know when to call it quits
Feeling the burn from my vices
Can't scream it out anymore
Can't get free from my vices!

Wind caught up in your hair
Lipstick smudged on your cheek

My vices,
I can't break out of this
Trapped in my crises

Can't get free from my vices!
I'm stuck here in my crisis
Can't break free from these devices!
I'm stuck here with my vices!

I want it here, I want it now!
I want this thing, I want it now!
I want my vices!
Oh, this crisis! Oh, my Lord

Save me from my desires
I'm lost in my vices
I'm lost in my crisis
But I want this right here

I think I'm a slave to my vices
I want out of this crisis!
Addicted to these vices,

Lord, I want out of my vices!


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~Daniel Hanson

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Late Night

i'm addicted to these late nights
times when i'm alone in fright
thinking things i should not know
hating things like they are foe

rushing the night
screaming, we weep
broken inside
there's nothing to keep
us from running out

living for the night at hand
i can't break free, don't wanna break
under pressure i could never stand
i don't wanna know, don't wanna think i'm a fake

rushing the night
screaming, we weep
broken inside
there's nothing to keep
us from running out

hold out on me, please hold out on me!
i want a reason to fail
just give up on me, give up
i want an excuse lose

hold out on me this time
please hold out on me
give up on me this rhyme
please give up

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Daniel Hanson

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

not who i was

Sinister claws at my mind
Ripping in two
these thoughts of mine

Sinister words at my tongue
Screaming evil words
From deep in my lungs

Sinister thoughts at my heart
Tearing this person
Who I was apart


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't love who I've become
Or why, what life I had left
I threw out last night


Evil times we are in
Evil trances
Take root from sin

Evil people we are now
Tearing friendships
Down along with vows

Evil ideas we think
Trying our hardest in
Adversity not to blink


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't love who I've become
Or why, what life I had left
I threw out last night


But I've become something
I can't stand
I'm the very person I once hated
I hate this filthy hand


I don't know who I am
Or why I'm destroying
Everything I was
I don't know why I left
To be replaced with
This monster I've become


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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Superficial Life

Superstition, superfiction
All this in my head
Screams superfanticism
It's like a supercollision

Screaming from this glass cage
Superillusions cloud my brain
Can't see with supervision
Weighing down on me is superinveracity

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you tell me
I can't take this fake wise

Supercollection of the superinfection
Like a rollercoaster upside-down
Superinfatuation with our complexion
Like a movie star who's superbrown

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you breathe
I can't breathe this air and die

Superinactive activists
Supercoincidencedental over affection
Aflictions in the supernova society
Superindestructable superheroes

Superartificial vainity
Obsessed with this incredible mess
Over impressed with this superhumanity
Superfond of frivilous tendencies

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I don't want this life you live
I don't want this stuff you spy

Getting out! I'm getting out!
Giving up! I'm giving it up!
I'm feeling empty
I'm feeling broken

I don't want this life you live
I want the life you leave!
I'm leaving broken pieces behind
I'm leaving this lie you live

Fleeing from these lies,
I'm fleeing from these lies!
I can't take this stuff you do
I can't stand the way you try
I can't belive the way you lie
I'm fleeing all these lies

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blue berry song

Blue berries grow on,
Blue trees.
Red berries grow on,
Red trees.
Green berries grow on,
Green trees.
But yellow berries grow on,
Brown trees.

Kid, "But what color trees to orange berries grow on?"

Orange berries grow on,
No trees.

Blue berries grow on,
Blue trees.
Red berries grow on,
Red trees.
Green berries grow on,
Green trees.
But yellow berries grow on,
Brown trees.

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