Ground control to major tom

Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

How do I feel atm?

Well pretty pissed, not pissed at somebody, pissed of all shit that happens atm...

Whole last weeks never really good mood, only partially good mood.

This is major tom to ground control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

Seems to lose control, where is my safety? Can't see the ground...

Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows

No one to tell anything. hmpf. Anger inside me. against myself. against school. against - well, pretty much everything. Couldn't say it any better...

Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do.

Feels like I'm fainting, I know, but can't do anything against it. Don' twanna go to school... Don't wanna write a "life-is-good-attitude"-lyric, although I said I would do, because if I write a (at least I think so) decent song, I wanna have nice lyrics for that. Strange weekend this is gonna be, it gotta be, to be exactly...

The more you see the less you know
The less you find out as you go
I knew much more then than I do now

Neon heart day-glow eyes
A city lit by fireflies
They're advertising in the skies
For people like us

And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground

Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights

Don't look before you laugh
Look ugly in a photograph
Flash bulbs purple irises
The camera can't see

I've seen you walk unafraid
I've seen you in the clothes you made
Can you see the beauty inside of me?
What happened to the beauty I had inside of me?

(cut)

And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground

Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights

Time...time...time...time...time
Won't leave me as I am
But time won't take the boy out of this man

Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights

The more you know the less you feel
Some pray for others steal
Blessings are not just for the ones who kneel... luckily


greetings, some kinda strange, state-of-the-art pseudo depressed
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