Plugs and Sockets^†

What the fuck is up with you? Just get the fuck on with it, Stop talking, breathing, living, And fucking die you shit. Passion is the fire of life, Fire demands control. My heart is ablaze, It I cannot hold. Everyone around you dies, All the victims of your lies, But what life doesn't teach you, Will only kill yours too. I picked the roses from my favourite spot, I picked the prettiest and the best scented too, In this place I thought of all that is beautiful, I could only think of ...You Just say what you mean, And I'll be mean about what you say, Tell me from the fucking start, I'm sure I will never have it my way. Oh look at my verse, Nothing to do with you, Oh, only me, only my world, Oh, come now, the world is only my view. Thoughts and visions swirl in mist, Searching for fresh blooded victims, We are the creators of our fall, All of us fools to our whims. It's about the funniest thing ever, Just accept my faceless smile, Or just deny me this pointless pleasure. I close your hand around the gift, Be thankful, But make no sound; Let it help us close our self righteous rift, And forever will we be bound. Watch as the blind man stumbles, Fumbles, crumbles, tumbles Down to the ground. Oh, wait, he stands again, They were sunglasses... I thought, as we shared speech; Stories of our day, How it could have been, How it might still be this way, But alas, yet no luck, No use guessing about what may. Ask the questions, Spill the beans, Just remember, I am the end, To justify your means. Back to hate, Back to the fucking grindstone Back to fire, Burn all that is beautiful, Upon the Earth's Funeral pyre Bastards basking in the sun, Come now it has; their time has come, Bastards burning in the sun, Burning now, burning now, watch them run. Looking down upon the world of fire, Seeing so many twisted faces, Every single one, all of them liars. Weave me some words, Weave them pure and true; Wize and meanigful. With every one I am closer to you. Come and tell me something, Whisper it in my ear. Come on now, tell me the truth, ...As if I care. So sorry I can't stay, Don't try to argue, I can't get my hopes up, Bye bye now. You Hate to love, Romeo to Julliet, Known to unknown, Why should you understand yet? It's ok, answer the phone, It's ok really, I don't care, Now excuse me as I break within, But pretend to blankly stare. Hordes of shining, happy faces, Look at them smiling away, The lies mesmerise them all, As they smile all throughout the day. Gloves on hands. Rose's red petals. Come and pick some. Among the nettles. Take some beauty. For selfish sakes. Walk on the rest. Ease your aches. Only your aches. Put him on the backburner, Because he only talks in third person. Get someone more in touch Someone up for being talked down to, Someone who's not that much. Needle peircing flesh And thread following through, Words becoming silence And feelings failing too. Lips coming together, Never to be cut What a glorious act it is; Sewing my mouth shut. You used the bag, Now throw it away, It's not like it cares, Bags can't feel anyway? Shouts and screams, I hear them all, Shards slash my senses; No false pretences. Young oaks loose their leaves, But yet have much to grow, They never loose hope in promise, Promised hope- It's all I know The bird sings so easily, Just joy from its heart, Wish I were a bird, Well that flying feeling is a start. Thanks. I did the math, I checked my working, I'm sure it's right, The circuit should work, Sparks should fly, ...Time to turn on the light. Saw a little fishy in the stream, Watched as the light danced; made it gleam, Ah little fishy, your charm unknown, But little fishy, I want to share your dream. It's heavy handed I can't stand it, Just staring in the spotlight, Turn it off Just let me get away. Maybe you should fuck off? Maybe you should get out of my head? Maybe you should come lay in my arms instead? That's right take it the wrong way, Now now, that's not fair, Just let me have my say, Or just carry on being gay. And the mad man pisses on the passers by, Just a crude form of release. All of them disgusted and wonder why? Why doesn't the case yet rest in peace? Come on now, come over here, We both know you can't resist, Ah, now that's better eh? Here have a crocodile kiss. Mwah It just doesn't work, Only seems to hurt, But carry on strongly; Keep saying the right things Wrongly. Give up? No never. Stand tall? Forever Stop with the cliches? Yeah whatever Just keep clutching at straws, Hoping to gain something from snatching. But you desperately need catching Like a young puppy with muddy paws Before you completely ruin the floor. Smoke it swirls, engulfs My vision, Now moves on to consume My indecision... To be stranded without due course or reason Is ever an unhealthy proposition. Come walk down here, Run your fingers through the grass, Come down here and you'll see, You'll see all you ever wanted- Me. Ideas thrown on a messy plate, The grey gruel is gobbled up so gratefully. Oh all the people are so sure, And so are soon asking; Please sir, can I have some more? We'd like to look inside- We shouldn't open Pandora's box why? But when chaos ensues, Keep your eye on that little butterfly.