Wednesday, February 25, 2009

The Fear


I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and f*#k loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them

I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
Coz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
Coz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so f$$king fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and it’s not my fault it’s how I’m program to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
Coz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Song words are provided by Geniusbeauty.com

Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Coz I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything’s cool as long as I’m getting thinner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
Coz I’m being taken over by fear

… 

HellO? 
You know this is the point! 
I guess that I just started to fall into this little world I always lived in. 
And you know what? 
It’s getting more difficult to escape out of it in every day that passes by. 
I mean, I just don’t even realize that the time is running so fast. 
I’m still sitting here on the floor of my bedroom and I’m writing. 
And well… I’m writing something I know that won’t make my life better. 
I guess I should wake up one day, but the difficult part in that, is to know that “when”.

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