painunbound

So What?

Die! die! die! die!
Scum sucking depravity debauched!
Anal fuck-fest, thrill olympics
Savage scourge supply and sanctify
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die! die! die! die!
You said it!
Sedatives supplied become laxatives
My eyes shit out lies
I only kill to know Im alive
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die! die! die! die!
So what, its your problem to learn to live with
Destroy us, or make us saints
We dont care, its not our fault that we were born too late
A screaming headache on the brow of the state
Killing time is appropriate
To make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
So what? so what?
Die! die! die! die!

Die!
Now I know what is right
Ill kill them all if I like
Im a time bomb inside
No one listens to reason,
Its too late and Im ready to fight!
So what? now Im ready to fight!



So another week has come and gone and I've done a whole 180 into 360 and fucked again, though not so bad as it could have been. So my car broke down last week and cost me a small fortune, but extra mystery money showed up and allowed me to pay for it all.

So What?

But then it broke down again last night. The alternator went. another pile of money. After I bought my Blacksun tickets. ARRRRGH! but I will live.

So What?

The work drama subsided, and then started again all anew, and it seems that my friend has become a target. Will the grade-school bullshit ever end?

So What?

On a plus side the Gothsicles are playing on March 12th and And One in like a week.

So What?

I finished reading the Chris Connelly book, and it is easily one of the best music biographies I've ever read. Tons of great road stories, I find myself re-reading passages over and over again.

So What?

People have really been stressing me out, hopefully I will find away to make it all go away.