snowball in hell

it's me.. giraffe..

quicksand..

mothra's day..

so so sick of fighting.. so unnecessary to be such an arse and cause me to end up awake all night staring at razorblades.. wishing i was dead. fuck mother's day.

 

  looking over my shoulder / *sticks & stones*
wiped out in the city slick
another sick rock 'n roller acting like a dick
needin' cash.. burnin' through the trash
that piles up in this place
and fills up behind my empty face
full of things that i'm not to do
you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go
i run down to the corner lot
it's 45 past 2
i almost forgot to show
i got a date to make with mr so 'n so
after which
i won't care when you all start to bitch and moan about being alone
you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go
well can't you just leave me alone?
you've already thrown all the sticks and stones
you had to send my way
well can't you just leave it at that?
and spare us both the bother 'cause i just bounce back anyway
i got nothin' that i want to do
more than make another sonnet
{fuck you}
to play whenever you make my life cliche
so to fit in some little box with the all the lame bullshit
you say to keep confusion away
you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away with nowhere to go
you come over with all of your friends
and all their opinions i don't want to know
and i'm looking over my shoulder
bookin' away..

high times
coma kid told me how he'd come to follow you around wherever you go
said i don't go where i'm supposed to go
and i don't go really anywhere you know
told me how he's driven by a curse 'til he kicked out into reverse
said i don't go where i'm supposed to go
and i don't go really anywhere you know
i made up my mind and i don't mind saying so
i went to meet you at central square
and when i couldn't find you there
i went walking around my city some more
people watching with a cold blank stare
and i saw your face in everyone i swear
it seems i never get your kick quite right
i was walking slow to a dirty dive
i'm so sick and tired
of trying to change your mind
when it's so easy to disconnect mine
high times
high times
high times
yeah i feel fine
high times
high times
high times
man i feel fine
don't pick me up
i'm fine right where i am..

i don't go
where i'm supposed to go
where i'm supposed to go ..

xo, ghost

p.s. go to hell.

new moon!

migraine be damned..
nothing will keep me from new moon!
i got mine early so i'm putting the entire thing up in the ghostunes mix..
but it comes out on may 8 everywhere so everybody should go buy it!

some little known facts about elliott smith:
he could really run a bad joke into the ground..
he'd randomly hand out $20s to the homeless..
he loved red tennis shoes..
before the release of 'good will hunting' he ate only peanut butter sandwiches for months..
he would get sick from stage fright often before shows..

go by
go on parade and fade..
hit the scene in slow
spending all your time with some girl
you'll never get to know
wound up tight.. dressed all in white
some torment sail blowing out to drift
leave you even if..
you live up in your head
scared of every little noise
someone's always breaking in accidentally
using nothing but their voice..
shrill and small.. echo down the hall
repeating pet names
see it in your eyes.. you're only passing by
go by go by go by go by..
someone's in the way
with pretty words and inside slurs
all the things they have to say to perform
the work that they've rehearsed
it's a waste of time
i'd put it behind me once and for all
and let the hype decline
if the problem wasn't mine
go by go by go by go by..

new monkey
here come the sidewalk boss again..
telling me how i can't cave in
that i'm a study in black
need a pat on the back
i look up and smile
a picture of dissatisfaction
that he can only see as a junkie
though i might be straight as an arrow
he's busy shaking hands with my monkey
busy shaking hands with my monkey
i go in my car
straight to the bar
where my sweetie pours the beer
for the millions of fans ignoring the bands
he's in my ear
wants me to live in denial
says you gotta settle for something
though it might not be really living
anything is better than nothing
anything is better than nothing
no actor action man gonna
move in and take my place
i'll be pumping out the product
just a total waste
look at your hands unoccupied
look at the lengths you'll go to hide
you're under the veil
pretending to fail
gotta whole lot of empty time left to go
now you've gotta fill it with something
i know what you can do.. don't you know?
anything is better than nothing
no actor action man gonna
move in and take my place
i'll be pumping out the product
just a total waste
i'm here with my cup
afraid to look up
this is how i spend my time
lazyin' around.. head hangin' down
stuck inside my imagination
busy making something from nothing
pictures of hope and depression
anything is better than nothing
anything is better than nothing
anything is better than nothing
anything is better than nothing..

ghost

p.s.
this blog is now officially listed
in the sanguinarius..
(the real vampire directory.. hehee!)