This island has some of the brightest nights I’ve ever seen. Almost brighter than the days, and more preferred, by me at least. You see the day is dependent on the sun, but at night this island shines all on it’s own.
I’m back to my old ways
The fire on these cold days
Turn to ashes on an old night
I’m fighting the old fight
Man vs. Nicotine
Tar-laced steam streams
from the seam of my lips
Burns on my fingertips
I quit this shit
Not worth it.
I can’t remember the last time I played a video game. I miss the old times when I would become a total shut in and just play Black Ops all day. I grew out of that stuff a long time ago. I actually have shit to do now.
I wonder how my life would’ve turned out if I took that scholarship to Hawaii Pacific University instead of Rutgers? I’d probably stay a skinny ass punk, finish college, and never even consider the military.
I know I’m a bit young to be thinking of what would haves but I’ve made some pretty huge decisions in the last 3 years. Bad decisions, good decisions, all of which are irreversible. I just hope I chose right. So far there’s nothing saying so or otherwise.
Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck; some nights, I call it a Draw Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle Some nights, I wish they’d just fall off
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh Lord, I’m still not sure what I stand for What do I stand for? What do I stand for? Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for? Why don’t we break the rules already? I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked, but here they come again to jack My style
And that’s alright; I found a martyr in my bed tonight She stops my bones from wondering just who I am, who I am, who I am Oh, who am I? Oh, who am I?
Some nights, I wish that this all would end Cause I could use some friends for a change And some nights, I’m scared you’ll forget me again Some nights, I always win But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh Lord, I still don’t know what I stand for What do I stand for? What do I stand for? Most nights, I don’t know…
So this is it? I sold my soul for this? Washed my hands of that for this? I miss my mom and dad for this?
No. When I see stars, when I see stars, that’s all they are When I hear songs, they sound like a swan, so come on Oh, come on. Oh, come on.
That is it, guys, that is all - five minutes in and I’m bored again Ten years of this, I’m not sure if anybody understands This is not one for the folks back home; I’m sorry to leave, mom, I had to go Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called “love” But when I look into my nephew’s eyes… Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from… Some terrible lies.
The other night, you wouldn’t believe the dream I just had about you and me I called you up, but we’d both agree It’s for the best you didn’t listen It’s for the best we get our distance…