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Name: Nick
Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Birthday: 8/29/1986


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Monday, December 11, 2006

Currently Listening
Slowly Going the Way of the Buffalo
By MxPx
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a bunch of shit, that i have wrote in about two minutes. then saved them on my cell phone.
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sing out.
sing loud.
singled out.
singled out.
my father told me not to believe.
in anything that breathes.
Cause we are proud.
to proud to see whats really killing me.
I got a ghost breathin down my damn neck.
keeps reminding me of my family's past.
how i have had my hands washed in failures blood.
let it soak through my skin.
Washed my hands so i won't forget.
Who I am and Where I am from.
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Girl we've been everywhere we have needed to be.
It's been a long haul with little sleep.
driving thru the back roads of western arkansas.
just passing over the moon lit roads thinking.
What the hell am i doing.
Why am i so scared.
So afraid to commit that i keep running away.

We're so young
kept drinking away our days.
kept on drinking til we made all our mistakes
baby we are so young in our foolish ways.

baby do you love me,
even when i tell you other wise.
or when i left you sitting there.
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I got something I can't unlive.
Got these demons that don't got give.
Feel them tightening around my throat.

Whats coming soon will passed.
Angels all are running half assed.
If you don't remember you can't forget.
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Hope to find love in a pop punk song.
Listen to a story that i want to be in.
I'll take you to paris, have you in my arms.
drink glasses of wine and get lost in the nights.
get lost out in the foreign city streets.
or
out in new jersey.
where we can be kids.
lay out on the parents roof.
stare up at the stars and try to make out our names.
or
on the back lit country roads of coweta.
where we sit in my pick up and talk about our lives.
I tell you about my brothers and how i love my family.
We will talk about where we are going.
Where you'll go to college and if you'll miss me.
but
nights like these have ended and i said to you,
"i love you." a little to late.
Soon enough i'll live on the road, you chicago.
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Lately i've been overwhelmed.
like i'm not wanted round here..
all my friends are running their mouths.
talk shit, your the big man now.
tell me to get the hell out.
and oh man what did i do.
cause obviously i don't realize.
why that i have changed in your eyes.
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how did you bury your teeth dear.
three inches of wood.
i can't even understand all the pain that you withstood.
when you pulled up dear.
did you pull them out dear of leave them there..
oh dear, oh dear.
your mouth's full of blood dear.
filling up to the brim.
theres so much blood dear
i can't see in.
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baby pick your head up,
the grounds not going to move from you.
i know life is so so hard.
its constantly pushing on us two.
When you finally think about getting up.
It goes ahead and runs us thru.
but
baby pick your head up.
because we are nowhere close to thru.

god this air in my lungs.
is a good enough reason to be alive.

I won't let these trials test me, get the best of me.
Taking everything in a stride.
Baby pick your head up.
What good is it going to do.
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You know nothing is ever easy.
and if it is its not worth keeping.

got your flight plan.
its running aground.
the oxygen masks let down.
30 feet down per second.

i saw a business man.
he had ahold his business plan.
made his peace with god.
father its been so long.
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I haven't talked to god in so long
think he might of forgot who i was.
i got a couple problems
and i expected him to solve them.
but i won't accept any sort of change.
all the facts of life misplaced and rearranged
according to convience.
I got a phone call the other from an ex girlfriend.
just left the line open. so i could hear her breathin.
Finally she spoke with a slight voice said,
"where on earth have you been?"
everyone including myself has been missing out
I replied that god told me this would be easy
but i haven't seen it.
all i know is whever i go the worst comes with.
figured i'll keep hell at home and save the rest.
man i have got so many problems.
that i can't start to sort, let alone solve them.
so i'll keep hell at home.
i'll keep hell at home.
( i don't know what the hell i was writing but i did.. and oh well. fuck it)
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I woke up this morning to the sound of hell coming down.
went outside to them little shits to calm it down.
It had been a long night and they were being too loud.
went out side to look and it was just pouring down.
Rain hammering the ground.
Thats when i got the idea to tell god he better cut it out.
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its been six long weeks
every night i fall asleep
but its oh oh oh so hard.
thinks just keep happening.. reminding.

Forgot about you
but with constant reminders
things just keep happening
and its oh oh oh so hard.

called you a thief
was it really worth all it
the troubles we bring.
broke my heart.. 31st pedestrian.

that night that we saw it all die.
its so hard but it keeps happening.
every attempt failed.
every time a loss.
no reward with high cost.
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Thursday, February 23, 2006

Our breaths hang like chandileers in the freezing air...
While my arm slides behing your back
and up to you your shoulders
Turning you around to face me..
Let our lips touch and send a message
to our breaths still hanging

This moment is played out like a movie
predictable but sincere
Sliding my hand to cup your jawline..

This can last all night
A place all our own..
laying in my living room on the couch
The harsh glow of late night tv
Examines the depths of our figure
Trying to figure out where we are


Monday, February 13, 2006

Death has come up to me
Asking for my hand.
I'm only a step away from making
A terrible terrible mistake..
one thats not coming back

My body is a vessel
filled with stones and set to sea
My body is a sinking ship
A terrible terrible mistake

These hands of mine contain disease and famine
They are being passed on to victims
These hands of mine are burning away
A terrible terrible mistake

My feet have taken my across wastelands
through the gates of hell
My feet have led me to the devils heart
A terrible terrible mistake..

This old shipping town wont be the same
If you stand on the docks
You can hear the whales sing their sad song
While they take me home..

nf.


Monday, February 06, 2006

I met you at a party..
You were a friend of a friend
I saw you sitting on the couch..
I saw you sitting there alone..

I walked over and said
”Is this seat taken?”
your reply was “no”
so I sat down.. I sat down

One thing lead to another
ended up watching a movie
One thing lead to another
I got a kiss from you that night..

My heart skipped a beat..
My lungs wouldn’t breathe..
My hands wouldn’t stop shaking..
My head wouldn’t stop racing..

Over the summer we dated
The new school year started..
and we started to fall apart..
The school year started
and we fell apart..

What was the last thing I said to you
When was the last time I touched you..
When was the last time I had your perfume on me..
When was the last time you thought about me..

Its been two and a half years
since I have seen your face..
and you’re a couple states away..
Will I ever see you again?


Tuesday, November 29, 2005

How do you tell me how to have fun
Its not like your the only one
A party scene with late night girls
A party scene with late night boys

Where do you.. get off
Telling me whats wrong
Its not like your the only one.

Dont look at me with those eyes
While another guys between your thighs

When your with me
You always act the prude
but i find you with strangers
about to get nude

Where do you.. get off
I know your just friends
Looks to me that your more than just friends

Well its a short walk home
I ll sober up while im at home

Thats when i decided
that your lies where cleverly disquised
and i made my way to the door

Its just late night girls after
late night boys after late night girls.



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