punk rock

Stuff and Things

Monday: I had the opportunity to see the band "Homeless Gospel Choir". 

It was acoustic punk rock. Homeboy has a lot of soul. It was very inspiring. Look him up.

Tuesday: I bought new pens and made some really awesome arts at Paymaster with my friends.

Wednesday: I went hiking at Forest Park. It felt good to get be under the trees. I need to walk out there more frequently. 

Thursday: I went to Edgefield to see Morrissey. Good show. He brought on some heavy his last couple songs.

Saturday: Today it rained. It was a good rain. Thank you magic.

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My Song of the Day

in

​My Chemical Romance-Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)

(Na Na Na...)

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill them all
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl
You be my detonator

Love, gimme love, gimme love
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me

(Na Na Na...)

From mall security
To every enemy
We're on your property
Standing in V formation

(Na Na Na...)

Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

(More! Gimme more! Gimme more!)

Oh, let me tell you 'bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal

(Na Na Na...)

You run the company
Fuck like a Kennedy
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information

Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

And right here
Right now
All the way in Battery City
Little children
Raise their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvee halls
And Ritalin rats
Ask the angels made from neon
And fucking garbage
Scream out "What will save us?"
And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one,
No one wants to die
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, oh
I'll be your detonator

(Na Na Na...)

Make no apology
It's death or victory
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded

Drop like a bulletshell
Dress like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin

Let this world explode

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My Song of The Day

in

Against Me!- T.S.R.​

The party's over
A cd's skipping
It's the same hook repeating
Grows more grating with each passing second...

And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation.
It was fun while it lasted, but now we should be going.
And I hope everybody had real, real good time
The hospitality's partaken, my head is flying my heart's racing to keep up. 
And I hope I havent overdone it nooo... 
I hope my body can take it. I hope I make the occasion.
It's only this fucked up I start realizing 
all this living is just dying 
and if these are my friends, if this is my home,
if this is how Ii spend my nights, how I communicate, and demonstrate a love of life. 
My eyes roll into the back of my head, if these are the last words that I ever said
No I'm not ready to die just yet.

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