Saturday, April 21, 2007
Current mood: awkward
"Stinkfist" - Tool
Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden,
Anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me,
And I wouldn't have,
It any other way.
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change,
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be,
Well upon our way.
Blend and balance,
Pain and comfort,
Deep within you,
Till you will not have me any other way.
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.
Something kinda sad about,
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me,
If I really don't feel anything at all?
I'll keep digging till,
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
Somehow... Something... it clicks with me so well. It speaks, it screams me. But that's when looking at it from a personal point of view... I think the song went along more of a look on society... And I know it's an older-ish song, but that doesn't change the fact that it's still great. Something we shouldn't forget.
But still... "How can it mean anything to me,
If I really don't feel anything at all?"
What's tricked me into thinking I don't know how to feel? Why do I look outside myself and not feel like me at certain times?
I feel weird putting these thoughts onto something... Putting these questions somewhere so someone can read them. 'Course... I could always make this private... But if someone's bored enough or curious enough to read, why not let them? Yeah, I'll let them.
Meh. Whatever it is. I'm sure it's some teenage phase s**t. I wish I could know what all of those truly were so that when I stumble upon them, I'm not falling for them. What're the phases that adults go through? What are all the phases? I want to skip them. I-- But isn't that life? The phases? Did I just say I want to skip life? XD Nah, I just want to skip the things that obscure my vision of life. Though... the vision of life... is the experiences and the phases are the experiences... I just want to study it all so I can know it all.
I feel weird.
- natasha!
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