26.9.17

Zak Abel - Unstable


You're up, I'm just getting in
So rough, God knows where I've been
Your eyes are staring at my sins
There's no time to speak our minds

All of our frustrations on hold
'Cause you don't know the life that I know
Standing straight but I'm off the wall
You need love but I'm in my zone

I know, I know, I know, I know you deserve better
Someone that give you all the things that I could never
I'd love to be the one that stays with you forever
I don't wanna let you go
I just think that you should know
I'm unstable

I'm up and you're just getting in
So tough, two wrongs never win
Your hands are pressed against my skin
There's no time to speak our minds

Even when we're both got nothing on
Life's so fine, still wait to come between us
Never tell me that you're close to done
I hate to be your one and only witness/weakness



and if you want some moves:

13.9.17

Royce Wood Junior - Rover



Is it rover with the way you love like
It is glad to say you chose me
Is it safe that you wheel around mine
Over there is where you drove it
Is it over when we move at night
Is it nicer wake up lonely
Every chance he is between us
And heaven knows how much you love me

12.9.17

'When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay'
Brian Aldiss

21.8.17

NoMBe - Seminole




When he came around, half asleep, high on tee
He became the ground, too late to see
The most renowned give orders
To burn'em down
Native wife and kids were too slow to live

And just that night, he lost his mind
And he won't rest till fire’s set
On everything, that he can’t have
Till everything is turns to ash

Bonfire, Seminole
(There) goes the love thug
Native hunter, he’s a hustler
And he’s restless
As he makes his round

Bonfire, Seminole
He’s a madman and his heart is
Ever burning
He’s a love thug
When the sun gos down

When he came to town
Oh so blue, indigo, unprepared
The sundance kid
He demanded the finest, of dolls they had
She took him to her room
She even spoke his tongue

But little she knew
He had red head, too
Takes out the match
And a can of gas
Couldn’t be saved by cheap perfume
Nor prepared, for what came next

(This song details the journey of a Seminole Indian. Under the Indian Removal Act passed by Andrew Jackson, many Seminoles were forcibly removed from their homes with little supplies and forewarning. As a result, many tried to flee from the officials, as is the journey of the man in this song.)