Drunk Donkey

Never should have known,
How the racer beats his own,
Record track,
How I'd go back.

Honey, it's a trick,
For when they tell you're not sick,
Where's your catch,
Where's the last pick?

Vases have been broken,
And pieces have been picked up,
I don't know what you've spoken,
In the light of every song.

Honey, I've been dreaming again,
That we were friends and not pretend,
Cause eighty years is too much to understand.

I'm happy for you,
Too compromising too,
What's sincere in love,
Is always sincere in view,
Shade off all elegance,
'Cause you don't know when to do,
What to do.

Capitalism, was the last one to let go,
Then communist in dresses, was the one to let you grow,
Baby I'm all for equal distribution but I'm broke,
I see life through lenses, not eyes or even ghosts.

So be..nice.
Be nice.

And farewell,
Good night.

Sometimes Static

Is it some kind of function,
Of weak constructions,
Of where you've always been?


In the melodious way, my fingers left the keyboard's ivory
bay.

From where the time seems obscene,
And why I couldn't just say what I mean.

And then the blackest nights,
Or the brightest light,
Just wanted to tell me,
Just tell them the story.

So I've compete in the string of lost heat,
Amidst deserts and boulevard streets,
Amidst kind winds and evil deceit,
Where I learned,
To create the things I want to discern,
To debate of all the lessons learned,
What taught me to be professionally yearned..

Taught me to be human.

And questions arise of which gender shares a higher similitude to animals of lower extend?

The fact that you have to specify to avoid misunderstanding.

Of people and beast, sharing unequal grounds, standing on...unbalanced feet.

Realistically, I've never been bored. Only the people I'm with, told me to feel as such.

Idealistically, I've been too caught up with reality.

I believe in God. Such a paramount statement to all other things that can be possibly implied.

In the darkness of dormitories, when the mind rests, giving way to a tempestuous heart.

"Aku nak jadi hedonis ar"

Musically, it all came true. I started becoming detached of things I once held dear.

With the excuse that I wasn't, initially, myself at all.

It had to be in the year where the slaves of theoretical cognitive take up a challenge of life and it's proceedings.

"SPM jauh lagi"

Sitting in the dinner table, in the tent that sheltered us from the blistering weather of the foreign.

Tearing red farcical tears, saying "I want to wake up, I want to wake up, I want to wake up"

I never meant the silent tantrums, I never meant to appease the elderly servant of life's compassionate and subservient status quo.

"DON'T BREAK THE STATUS QUO IF EVERYONE'S HAPPY WITH IT"

But I question how revolutions happened throughout the entirety of history? Because of the majority that was happy with it? Or because of the few who wasn't?

I was lying to everyone. I was lying even to the wino, what more to the marijuana and her forgiving demeanour?

I am not a rebel in a complacent society.

I am an apathetic, in a society of unnecessarily redundant vigor.

Despite all of those things I wasn't planning on doing...I did them anyway.

"Whatever trance you're under"

So silently, how else can it come to me....whispers of "Where are you?"
Who am I talking about,
At times, I'm not even sure myself.

But when the lights go out,
I remember

"And you'll find out that 'being yourself' isn't just about being something no one has ever been"

I believe in God. Please don't make that a past tense.

I gave up all of the sense of existence I fabricated.

A Rhythm

Three can be complete without the rest of the world,
Three can be complete, what's with the rest of the world,
Do it for the people who were there for your sake,
An entire generation whose got nothing to say.

How to leave the world to be?

Oh, let's say you make do with me,
Cause I know your name and your homer trap,
When we're all trashed up,
With the things we felt,
And we'll always say,
That we might need help,
We could just go off at the next red light,
If it don't make sense,
Or it don't feel right.

All the ghouls can never make me fear them the way I love you.

Can't you see the sky is not the limit no more,
I can see the other way to crash to the floor,
I can see siesta day sailing away,
Seven billion people whose got nothing to say.

What you coming home to be?

Well I saw your face,
When I heard that song,
It was so inviting,
That it harped my bones,
Well it looks like you,
But your eyes astray,
When your head is gone,
But your mind's okay,
Yes I like to smile,
When my forehead's cold,
I don't want you to be afraid and go.

I was fixing lights and steel, then I'm staring at a home that pleads for you.

I was waiting,
For my lazy,
To arrive,
Right by my side.

Oh, please, leave me an oath tonight,
Forget the pest.

Three can be complete without the rest of the world,
Oh, I wouldn't say it just to get you to laugh,
Do it for the people that would die for you sake,
An entire generation of entertainers to blame.

Light is red,
The camera's on,
Get yourself a lawyer and a gun,
Paint your friends whose friend's like everyone,
Trying can be so competitive.

Oh the sky's not the limit,
And we're never gonna guess what is.

Carbon Era

They're pulling out,
It nearly begins,
A silly story,
Long time ago.

Stop to pretend?
Stop pretending?
It seems this game is simply never ending.

Oh, when the sun shines,
Hving fun is in my blood?
I just can't help it,
Don't want you here right now,
Let me go.

Oh, let me in.

Leaving just in time,
Stay here for awhile,
Lulling in the ocean,
Trying to catch her eye,
We're calling 'cause it's easy,
Do it just to please me,
Tomorrow would be different,
So I'll pretend I'm leaving.

I guess I'm different now,
A way to deviate,
I wish you had the stake,
My visions fading now,
But I'm not afraid.

Lying on the seats,
Atomic pool of trees,
I took too many,
Varieties.

Oh when we're sometimes having fun,
It's in my blood,
I just can't help it,
Don't want to hear you now,
Let me go.

Oh will you let me in,
And go?

Living just in time,
Stated for awhile,
Drowning in the ocean,
Try to catch a lie,
We're going to take it easy,
Don't do it just to please me,
Tomorrow will be different,
So this is why I'm leaving.

Vanilla Smoke

The world is shutting out for us,
says Young, too inebriated to exist,
As the foamy white delirium comes in the midst of tourists,
"Where are we going?" asked Time.
To the place we just left, says the world.

We're not enemies; we just disagree,
Ascorbic was the acid, when the leaders of nations,
Shouted for a call that was unanswered,
Because fire only works when it's beautiful,
When noise does not come into action.

Shh, I can't see the sunshine,
Alas, the tens start with empty,
"If the moon takes shade in the silhouette,
Then I have the excuse of no regrets"
says Hope.

And our children will burn,
Help the saboteur when he shies out his words,
To the reckless zeitgeist,
I leave for this spirit a sense of irresponsibility,
Thank you MTV.
Pretend to be nice, so I can be mean
All masks off, it's time for a parade,
No mascara's violated, no party charades,
I am with you the whole way,
Without having anything more to say,
says Change.

I've got a new view, it's you.

Nine Eleventh Blade

Owh, the razor maid,
That's why I called her,
I bet you'd pick him up,
Mess around with him,
If I put it down,
It gets extremely complicated,
Anything to forget everything.

Got to take me out,
At least once a week,
And they amend your arms,
While I'm at your feet,
I know exactly what you're thinking,
You won't say it now,
Cause in your heart it's gone.

Oh, no, my feelings are more important than yours,
Top that, I do care, I will worry,
There you go.

Oh the racer's blade,
Wish it would snap this road,
The world is in your hand,
Or it's at your throat,
At times it's not that complicated,
Anything and fucking everything.

He will never talk,
But he was not tough,
She was a street smart girl,
But she could not laugh,
They were perfect for each other,
Say it now,
Cause in your heart it's love.

Oh God, my feelings are more important than yours,
Drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry,
Hey..

Streamline,
Your tears are more imported with gold,
Of course.

Everyone you wanted,
Every way that we were different now,
I don't wanna know.

Tell me, tell me, tell me,
No....don't
Okay.

I just nod,
I've never been so good at shaking hands,
The frozen suck themselves with fireballs,
The cities come together,
To hate each other in the name of sport.

America,
Nothing is religious if you're keen.

I looked up to you,
But you thought I would look the other way.

And they'll hear,
What you wanna hear,
And they'll take,
What you wanna take.

Don't be sad,
We'll never have to like this anymore,
So when's it coming,
This glassless great moment that I can join.

You want him here,
Your faith has to be greater than your fear.

Believe me,
Even if they're right,
I'm sorry,
All the vultures,
Will leave the dancers all waiting,
You are lucky,
Forty more points to your mother,
Well they'll use you,
Trapped in anothe dimension.

Drop your guard,
You don't have to be smarter than the Time,
I got a mind full of banks,
I'm late to go somewhere fast,
And don't be shy,
Oh no, at least deliberately.

No one really cares when it's right anymore,
Oh I got music,
Coming out from my hands and feet and prison.

There is how,
And what was done,
All my dreams,
Has all gone wrong.

Forgive me,
Even if they are out of glory,
All the vouchers,
You left gazettes at the door, waiting,
We're so quick to,
Point out our own flaws in others,
Complicated,
Members on earth with the robots.

If you believe in this world,
You're gonna buy it...

But don't you pay.

More of a Mirror

More of a mirror
Black as the sea,
In the night of Marina,
Holding the feet,
Of bagels and rehearsals,
Back to the frame,
I hold out the keys,
To ask you your name.

More of a mirror,
Less of a reflection,
Because you're not who I want to be.

Gilded in singers,
Gilded in fragile thoughts,
Of a breadwinner,
Leaving it all to merlions and facts,
So sad,
So sad,
That we made it bad.

More of a mirror,
Economically proven,
When we were bored in time,
And time was bored with us,
And the sentence,
Seemed like a zombie's vow,
To be alive and well,
When you come back I will,
Say.

More of a mirror,
You were the sun,
Green-eyed one,
Of spectacles,
And cellulite,
Hotel lobbies at night,
Watching people fight,
Over drinks,
They wore in pride.

More of a mirror.

White, empty, nothingness.

More of a mirror of a sign.

More of a mirror,
You make me so mad,
What about the guns you leave,
On the vacant bed,
What of the sightless fiend,
Oh,
Oh, why do you sound so mean?

More of a mirror,
You broke my heart,
You made me forget about,
Alleys incandescent's part,
When it came to the last one,
The last food to eat,
The last confounded teacher,
On hopeless needs.

Oh more of a mirror,
More of a silence,
More of a car.

Less of a kind one,
Less than the ones who,
Who couldn't get far.

I love you,
When there's nothing better to do,
Isn't that the world,
Was made for this evening.

The verdant looks,
You gave was for fists to shook,
And time was not well,
That time I was not well,
But the smile in the sea,
Was as black as the trees.

Isn't it great,
When tides contemplate,
Over jackets made of cotton,
And blue.

I might not see colours,
But I can sure feel you.

Oh, more of a mirror,
I think I do.