chard

I am looking through a key hole
when looking into my soul
There is to much going on in there
and somethings i don't want to know.
It's not as though i have a key
to have a better look,
it's not as though i can read it from a text book.

Through the centuries since the beginning of man
there's somethings that you will never understand
no matter how or who is exploring
no matter the persons name,
when all is said and done its only a game.

A powerful word gets you thinking,
life within life, it's all good for printing.
Out of bounds, far reaching up to the stars,
close encounters, when speeding in your car.
The next step i can almost feel
slowing down when it feels to real.
maybe i should have carried on,
but i would not have come back to tell anyone.

Through the key hole is the best you will get
everything has a price, when suffering in dept
nothing is for free, no matter what you have heard
or maybe you think, what i am saying is obsurd.
Life is a chance be grateful for what you have
so when you feel you can't carry on, pick youself up and take a stab.
Touching one's soul is pure delight
it's you remember, your other half walking beside you in light.

Cheney

i liked stoned it was good

chard

No one i like, likes me
and people i dont like are very friendly
desperate for conversation
but not getting none
so frustrating, having no fun.

A lot of the time friendships fail
left with nothing but, biting my nails
times of isolation, thinking to damn much
out of my head, out of touch.

Got to get some, no matter what it takes
eccepting the good with the heart ache
flowing like a river, riding rapids to
through the flood gates , right to you.

Going through changes, i'm free falling
having answers to my questions, i'm just stalling
I have people i can meet with
my mind is unsettled at this time, i have nothing to give.
Help is on the way, around every corner
not long in the cold, times are getting warmer
kill time, and head for a source
and let time, take its due course.

Forget yourself in a world thats wrong
if it's here today, by tommorrow it will be gone
Just don't think, throw your cares to the wind
help yourself to one, of the seven deadly sins.

chard

Heading out west to see the sun go down
fed up with the stormy east side of town
where everybody wears a frown
everyone of them should be earth bound.
I was asked where the hell i was going to
my reply was somewhere without you
a destination found by a fortunate few
where i may lay my head down.

I have been here, way to long
and the reason well, thats gone
in a blink of an eye, another yesterdays song
staying now well, that feels so wrong.
Iv'e heard so much about the west
but have never flown from the nest
and now i have the zest
to live somewhere as a guest.

So long to the east, with bustling streets
a fist of fury, sign posted east end story
out from the bitter cold
with cash from houses that are now sold.
Where a new future awaits me
a new creation i have yet to see
a body of ale delights me
into the busom in harmony.

chard

Shallow ideas from shallow minds
fellowship with the weak and blind
tresspassing into a healthy intellegent mind
spreading viruses, so the sun won't shine.
My mind behaves, these days
without concerns, to hold up wonders
in the sight of darkness,.. wavering slow.

through the storm, outside the box
forever seeing always knowing
from which it came
disapears, the same way.
In the shadows, night black
turn around only to see it's back.

Try to put your finger on it
but this discription is so vague
that all anyone can comprehend
as soon as it appears it fades away
Only man made complications
broken free or let out of it's cage
through obedience, a submissive slave.

I paid for her to lift me high
to experience a heavenly cry
to push boundries to make new paths
to reach a new existance and learn to laugh.
for it's been a lifetime escape,
but now at least it's taking shape.
Forbidden truths that scar one's soul
when let out to roam free
the idea is that the whole truth, will be seen.
In all it's detail right down to a small spec
through your eye peice, to understand whats next.

Shallow waters from a shallow heart,
making your way back to the start.
No way forward, only room to fall back,
into the blue out of the black.

chard

You remind me, of days gone by
you are so imaginative, and you don't try
your full of life, everything is possible, to you.

Nothing ever brings you down
not even poor friends,
You have optimism, even when the days at an end.
I have not felt that way, in such a long time,
somehow i lost it along the line.

Life is hard in so many ways
problems arise seems like every single day
it's hard to keep a simple, smile on your face
as life carries on at such a fast pace.

I am so glad that you are this way
hope that this, will stay
and that you won't struggle in life as i did
and you will never forget being a kid.

I regret i forgot, quite a lot
i didn't see it coming, when i was busy running.
I miss those simple days, when there were no worries in my world
though i still don't regret the day i met my girl.
My life has been like a speeding train,
and i wouldn't do anything different if i had the chance again.
It would have been nice though to take a break
that was costly that was a big mistake.
To forget to laugh and smile to
to forget one's dreams, when there were a few
to sacrifice love, for money and wealth
to wind up alone in a home a 100ft cell.

Ambition could have been a backpack with my love
but the two didn't mix if you read my story above
Where she died from a broken heart
The problem being I never had one, at the start.

I am sure this story has been told before
almost the end of my life, i begin to close the door
no one will be there to bid me farewell,
no one with any funny stories to tell,
only the sounds of a church bell.

chard

You are hurting me making me feel ill
spreading rumours cursing my name
what is it all for, i wonder why
do you think its just a game.
Your not on the receiving end,
so for that reason alone, i know your do it again.
Feel free to torture me, any time it suits you
i wont complaine i wont get angry, i only pity you.
Your never really know why i am the way i am,
you may aim to try but you will never understand.
You haven't the brain cells to work it out
you can only deceive for a short while before your found out.

chorus:
I won't waste my time, with you in mind
I have a life, its not a wasted life
It won't be a wasted journey, til the end of my days
I will accomplish all with my true face.

So with that in mind, you may carry on
doing what you want, behaving like a ****
Addressing everyone as a lower life form
acting suicidal in the eye of a storm.
There comes a time when you will have to face facts
and thats when life for you, will become flat.
There wont be any way out at all,
your be confronted with a wall.
No going through it or over the top,
thats when your life will eventually stop.
Darkness will fall upon you,
and laughter in the back ground from all the people you screwed.
Rest in peices for an eternity,
party going down in the under cities.

chard

The world keeps on spinning
as we carry on living
and the wealthy carry on giving
dishing out more pain and suffering.
Nowhere is different everywhere is the same
might start out different but its the same old game
Put your trust in criminals, what do you think you will recieve
the crap we have to listen to how can we believe
that life will get better, the crisis will be nomore
tomorrow will look brighter than ever before.

Buying a judgement from a paid clown
whose only purpose is to win the crowds
and when night falls he'l be the first leaving town
while all of you then will be wearing only frowns.

A wheel of deciept spinning around
captures lost souls taking them to ground
all because you won't do it yourself
no authority or ability that feeling is felt
through the nations on this earth
men they are all wearing skirts
to timid and shy to hurt a fly
already have rolled over and died.

Forget the past and how mighty we were
a foundation so vast its no longer here
we see great cities and a vast amount of wealth
theres no forgiveness when damaging one's health
so stop your crying and quieten those bellows
you all wanted and voted for that nice fellow
The end is near and there is nothing you can do
time now to follow the truth, theres no way back for you.

Nicktarist

Sad isn't it? When people vote for someone because they're "Nice".

Couple of awkward lines here:

maybe could be
And then:
instead
Liked your song, keep em' comin'.

peace,
-nick

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chard

I do not want to be here nomore
life has stopped its become so dull
nothing exciting comes through my door
everything i do has become a chore.

Time has become a real factor
all work no play i'm nackered
all my friends have disapeared
i'm not in control, i don't want to be here.

Years fly by ever so fast
i'm so bored now, only thinking of the past
theres something drastically wrong
i find myself home alone.

Things are not working out in my life
with work, relationships causing me real trouble and strife
all for what now, i really don't know
I've got no energy i'm down low.

My only satisfaction is jerking myself off
and i'm doing that lately quite alot
not really knowing how much time i've got
sticking my head out hoping to get shot.