Love Song For An Anarchist
hey youwho destroys peaceyou are onlydestroying yourselfhey you who doesn't swim but driftsknow that our curseis our gift
When I write on empty page, it usually poetry or lyrics. They are a bit different but kinda the same also. Some are intended to become songs and have more of a rhythmic flow and rhymes, choruses, verses. Poetry is more loose but sometimes the poetry turns into lyrics and takes on a life of its own. And all great poetry has a great rhythm and flow to it. But poetry is more free, you can do anything, explore form. Scream and bleed.
hey youwho destroys peaceyou are onlydestroying yourselfhey you who doesn't swim but driftsknow that our curseis our gift
somedays i am a lonely mani don't know anythingand i don't understandi walk along the streets like an invisible mansometimes i wanna disappe
i wanna be a supermani wanna save the worldi wanna destroy the bad mani wanna become more than i can i don't need to be a hero to anyone but myselfi don't need
people are complicatedalthough it may not always seem sopeople are educatedalthough they might not have nothing to show my oh myyou wasting my timei don't wanna
they say everything causes everythingthey say we seek for pleasure and fear sufferingthey say that life is in the growing, studying, living, learningthey say lo
(tuning: DADGBD)
all those wasted years
living can be hardif you make it sothe road can be longif you don't know where it goessadness comeshappiness goeshappiness comes but sadness
there's a girl i used to knowshe taught me how to growand how to keep my head upwhen i'm feeling low
look at all the crazy peoplethere everywhere you goit's so easy to judgebut don't judge before you know