Madness Is In The Eye Of The Beholder

Not open to your suggestions, I’ll change the locks won’t answer questions

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Almost burned out my eyes
Threw my ears down to the floor
I didn’t see nothin’
I didn’t hear nothin’

I stood there like a block of stone
Knowin’ all I had to know
And nothin’ more
Man, that’s nothin’

As brothers our troubles are
Locked in each others arms
And you better pray
They never find you

Your back ain’t strong enough
For burdens doublefold
They’d crush you down
Down into nothin’

Being born is going blind
And buying down a thousand times
To echoes strung
On pure temptation

Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
And the only words
That are worth rememberin’

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Days like this, I don’t know what to do with myself
All day — and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel — to take flight —
And there’s too much going on
But it’s calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion

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My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
— Charles Bukowski

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No hope
Don’t want shelter
No calm
Nothing to keep me from the storm
And you can’t hold me down
‘Cause I belong to the hurricane
It’s going to blow this all away

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still one of my favorite shows

Gaultier 2006 RTW

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Can’t take a good day without a bad one
Don’t feel just to smile til I had one
Where did I learn?
I make a fuss about a little thing
The rhyme is losing to the riddling
Where’s the turn?
I don’t want a home, I’d ruin that
Home is where my habits have a habitat
Why give it turn?
Oooh, after all the folderol
Hauling over cldl stops
What did I learn?
I am likely to miss the main event
If I stop to cry and complain again
So I will keep a deliberate pace
Let the damn breeze dry my face