My eyes water when I see her it’s catalog.

Weep for yourself, my man,
You’ll never be what is in your heart
Weep Little Lion Man,
You’re not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems 
That you made in your own head

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really f-ked it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear?
Didn’t I, my…

Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You’ll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really f-ked it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear? (x2)

Didn’t I, my dear?

Ahhhhh……

But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really f-ked it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear? (x2)

Didn’t I, my dear?

God bless you dude.

Something that has been brought to my attention and put on my heart is how I find myself or people around me disappointed in things, and dwelling on it more than it deserves. It’s sort of annoying, and at the same time it’s just saddening to see people or myself dwelling so hardcore over something that just maybe wasn’t meant to be. We have this sort of sixth sense when it comes to things like this, we tend to hold on to whatever it is that we have and we milk it for everything it’s got just because we’re scared to let go. Being disappointed is such a stupid feeling anyway, it’s not mad, and it’s not sad it’s this monotonous feeling that drags on for days and anything that happens puts you back into the situation you were in, and the second you start to feel better it all falls down again. It’s retarded, I’m just trusting the Lord with whatever happens, He’s really the only constant we have in our lives, we’re not ensured tomorrow or the next day, but we are ensured His love, we were ensured it yesterday, we are ensured it today, and we are ensured it tomorrow. Forever, and that’s just so cool to think about. So, I’m done dwelling on what happened or what’s going to happen, and if I do this or this, this might go my way, forget it man. We have to live in the now, with God because he knows what he’s doing, and I don’t have any doubt that he has a plan. It’s so awesome. God bless.

“What the Hell? What happens now?”

“I really don’t know man.”

“We’ll do what we’ve always done.”

“Shut our eyes and hope for the best.”

“No!”

“We’re gonna face this, step out onto the tracks, and stare it right in the face.”

“THOU SHALL NOT PASS!”

Now don’t get me wrong I love what you’ve done with the place. I just wish we had a chance to help build it, instead of just moving into this home of disrepair, and expecting to work, prosper, and then share. Constantly relying on consuming to feel content, but only because we’ve lost touch with this home that we spent trillions of dollars paying for our wants, and not our needs, and now we’re growing tired of planting bleary eyed seeds. I’m not saying that we could do better, but given the chance we’d try. 

Starting my day off right.

Today for the very first time,

we started planning out the ultimate crime.

Working together to destroy this cold stasis.

Rory C, what’s your thesis?

I’m going, f-king believe it!

Institutes are established and invested,

pause to ask, and try to test it?

No, just force fed and digested.

It’s about time it got contested.

You can’t stain us, you can’t contain us.

You can’t destabilise, define, or label us.

You can’t stain us, you can’t contain us.

You can’t destabilise.

(Destabilise,)

Now they’re cracking under pressure from our force,

(‘cause we know) that we don’t belong here.

So we’re rising through this stubborn assault course,

(and we’re stuck in the middle) ‘cause we don’t belong here.

(We don’t belong here.)

We don’t belong here.

Our minds are dormant and static.

Don’t ever expect conventional thought without reason.

We need to f-king erupt!

Corrupted f-kin’ tyrants, instigatin’ violence,

this sporadic discordance will find maximum assurance.

Now they’re cracking under pressure from our force,

(‘cause we know) that we don’t belong here.

So we’re rising through this stubborn assault course,

(‘cause we’re stuck in the middle) ‘cause we don’t belong here.

Now they’re cracking under pressure from our force,

but we don’t belong here.

So we’re rising through this stubborn assault course.

This is the calm before the storm.

One last siege to break the norm,

so I can lie here on the floor, beside you.

No one owns the oceans.

No one owns the mountains.

No one owns us.

No one owns us.

We’ve all inherited this world.

We need to f-king erupt.

‘Cause the Earth is ours!

We need to f-king erupt!

Yeah!

Now they’re cracking under pressure from our force,

(‘cause we know) that we don’t belong here.

So we’re rising through this stubborn assault course,

‘cause we don’t belong here.

Now they’re cracking under pressure from our force,

‘cause we don’t belong here.

So we’re rising through this stubborn assault course,

‘cause we don’t belong here.

This is the calm before the storm.

One last siege to break the norm,

so I can lie here on the floor, beside you.

Alright so my views on Texas may be a little hypocritical at times, but I guess that overall I like it here, kinda sorta. I think I just like the south more than anywhere else I’ve visited or lived, even though Texas is hardly south. Eh, whatever. Texas I like you there, I’m done. Kbye.

Never forget the harm that you’ve caused, for it will never forget you. 

Never forget,

your false regret.

Take a look back on the choices you’ve made.

If you could go back would it still end the same?

Don’t even speak because I know what you’ll say.

Just words falling from your mouth, “Things never change”.

God give me strength, to forgive, this man.

God give me strength, to forgive, this man.

For what he’s done.

Her friends and family undone.

All because the selfish acts of one.

Never again will I see her face.

Never!

Ever!

Never again.

You can’t restore, what cannot be replaced.

This hatred grows inside of me.

It goes deep to the bone, buried within my soul.

Will I ever let it go?

This hatred grows.

This hatred grows.

This hatred grows.

This hatred grows.

I’ve turned my back on… you!

Rah!

No Luke, you are beautiful.

Well, if dancing is a revolution, grab the kids, grab the neighbors alike.

If I had a gun for every time we spoke, I could arm the world and take it for ransom.

Dare not would you ask of me.

We cannot delete it, just because of the trend that’s been backed the waves of the sea.

Cannot delete it, just because of the fight that is here. When we say it, we mean it.

Cannot delete it, we are not here ‘cause coat trails rain before the love.

Cannot delete it, just because of the truth that rains and shakes inside.