Beware The Bottled Thoughts Of Angry Young Men

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Optimist (We Are Not For Them) - P.O.S.

I pick a lot of locks
rock a lot of shows
build with the moms
hang with the broken crow
been hurtin the same heart since i was like two
i use sarcasm freely
bark at the greedy
write what feeds
shy from the seedy
im bold in approach
so rely on the hope
that the average emcees
can't fuck with a sound like me
i never been down wit the king
it's never something i wanted to be
never better than the work
then the toil and the reep
have to work for the want
not to suffer for the needs
nothin's tougher than the
dreams and good sleep
tryin to teach my son how to reach
damn right
cuz it gets a little darker every night
and if the rent goes up
they gonna cut out the

dead ends to chase
feelings to fake
new hearts to break
amends to make
they all so
afraid of safe
and need their space
but huggin that crowd when we shake with the quake an uh
times like this are uh

break their stride
cuz we break or miss
they huggin that pride like its all there is
we make our own and if we dont feel it
then we are not for them
and thats cool
I made this beat for Alegra Oxboro
she showed me how to do the thing with the cups
I wrote the verse on a triple double Tuesday
writing in the van in the back lot
I never made it in
never really can tell friend these days
telephone dont sleep some days
someday ima be peaceful again
til then keep the speech to a min
shed a little skin
ima bet it all and win
ima set it off and run
ima kill it til its dead
ima do it til it..aint fun
and the words don't come
then i'm gonna find another hobby
probably find love
probably find trust
eighty-one young with a little bit of rust
queen interior
minnesota plates
money in the bank
with a lot you to thank
relate to the

dead ends to chase
feelings to fake
new hearts to break
amends to make
they all so
afraid of safe
and need their space but
huggin that crowd when we shake wit the quake and uh

up for whatever
how are you

we break their stride cuz we break or miss
they huggin that pride like its all there is
we make our own and if we dont feel it
then we are not for them we call a riot

dead ends to chase
feelings to fake
new hearts to break
amends to make
they all so
afraid of safe
and need their space but
huggin that crowd when we shake and the quake and uh

dead ends to chase
feelings to fake
new hearts to break
amends to make
they all so
afraid of safe
and need their space but
huggin that crowd when shake
that's it

Monday, November 2, 2009

thoughts. (original with dedication)

i havent felt a genuine connection to someone like you in quite some time. i put a lot of strain on you with the things that i say. i understand and apologize. sometimes though, people genuinely do care, without an alternative agenda, or some underhanded bullshit. i got no game, which means there is no game for me to win, and its true. im losing this. this is for you and you alone. sometimes people genuinely do care, love and accept you, for you, who you are, the way you are, with no hidden agenda. its rare but this is how i feel. you're amazing (doubt youll ever read it, but i think youll know who you are if you read this) i wish i could explore what could be with you.



Are You There? (Anathema)

Are you there?
is it wonderful to know
all the ghosts...
all the ghosts...
freak my selfish out
my mind is happy
need to learn to let it go
I know you'd do no harm to me

but since you've been gone I've been lost inside
tried and failed as we walked by the riverside
and I wish you could see the love in her eyes
the best friend that eluded you lost in time
burned alive in the heat of a grieving mind

but what can I say now?
it couldn't be more wrong
cos there's no one there
unmistakably lost and without a care
did we lose all the love that we could have shared
and its wearing me down
and its turning me round
and I can't find a way
now to find it out
where are you when I need you...

are you there?