artistry or just insanity?

so yea.. people.. think .. i can sing.. thats funny and beautiful





and im the wierdest person i kno.. so walking home from studio ive had the hot hot heat song "bandages on.. and in my head all day.. right? so wat do i do.. i walk home... listiening to it.. makeing a musick videio of me dancing around.. cus im cool like that...




vale and year

so dam hot..
i got greg the drummers number... and yes...




I BLEED ROCK AND ROLL



amazing eveing...



i made out with a rickenbaucker....
and kissed the viola




who needs makeing out with boys when there is guitars?



well...
i guess i do....

opps
im trouble

yea for recording
yyea for not feeling finger tips




boo to stomach achs that keep u up for another hour...

ninjas on the ceiling
lettuce on the wall,
sick n tired of dealin' just to fall
in it for the money
in it for the fame
but when u asked why
couldn't take the blaim

we just stood and watched,
punks left, and teenies right,
because we chose the wrong side,
it started a big fight
the goods ones walked away,
and mtv came in
one by one we lost it all,
never win
never thought it out,
then realized were wrong
when the people split,
stop listening the songs
tunes lost their meaning
found out what to do
become nothing, dissapear,and drink some mountain dew


oh and by the way, hot topic really sux, ur not a goth if you go there you faker with no luck so stop werin' all black
and skulls and shit like that you'll just annoy all the real punks because the mall is where you're at
so go back to backstreet boys the fad of years ago
we don't want you, never did, so go now go now go! and unless you have a reason, to be wearin' eyeliner,
i suggest you take of you sellout listener alright i gotta go, but one more thing before, buy this song if it comes out and never walk into that store







tanku bro

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ps. ur driving my up a tree
up a nother skirt
mites go up
tites go down
i prefere walking by my self
in the dark
in the solitude
of the moon
the concrete sings with me
and thom
as i fall in to nod
cradle me
cradle me
look
a light
look a car
look my face on ur windshield
im not the wind
bleed rivers for no one
nothing never no how
courage is a cowardly lion
cowardly lie
your alive
marlin brando doesnt care
he'll play the grandfather for u
one and one and one make
theres no such thing
its all a dream in ur head
wake up
whats wrong with you
why dont u accually do something
lazy
pig
get out
get up
get a job
get a life
get a spouse
get a
way from the irrelevent
irreverent ghosts
kissing me
killing me
raping my face
raping my name
i hate untiteld pieces

there no such thing as beautiful





and it doesnt have to make any sence....

MUBA FOR LIFE


wanna join the club?

Messed Up Bubbies of America



thats me one messed up bubbie!
i need help but im not alone on this one!




grazi signora intellegente

this is some words
thats all it is

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its a feeling
pregnant with sound
smoke for the singer
maybe im just drunk
steal the fanny packed crotch
shower
piss
beer
better
eye wear for the ignorant
papa's gotta oat brand new hore
pass a clover and filter
a yellow shirt for the picking
emanciated with blackhair
sing the songs
he's no nazi
hes no shmoot
tie for the not
give the check my love
its indiscribable
its inbelievable
so independent
so over laybled
in need of known names
i hate no names

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i like it better on this side of the wall
im tired im hungry...
im not searching for anything...
let the manna come to my feet...
or im intended digestion
old melodies stab the hemoglobins
goblins if u will
silly pussy lick my head
loosing integrety at the agency
some people are just fuckers
some people are just you
reasons leaving
didnt i say it would be this way
didnt u cry
i dont kno
wasnt a pillow case
in spite of the hare
savor each bite
down a tube
to fallopia!
no utopia of a moderna
spin spit sierra mist
i can feel u dreaming of me lost in a dream
free lance looking thro window
cracking the asphalt
its your fault
its your faut
its your
face it baby
no yes no maybe
in a playground full of recycled broken hearts
stillettos never heal
maybel and laurel went to georgia
suckling sweeeeet unpiick cherries
pie of life
a monthly mouthfull for the overheated
if u have no name u never happend
buddy holly could never save me now
i hate untitle pieces

nothing beautiful lasts for ever
even butterflies die after five days
everything has a time and purpose
gotta live the life while it stays.....




some times its great to be happy uve got a chance to breath


u kkno its true...
u dont know what uve got untill u dont get it anymore.........


like life... im soo happy i have it.... and i just wanna kiss it and everyone... and then.. brush my teeth...:0) yeap...

born born to be alive

tada!


so im not really in love
but i wount mind it


hey wed make love to puccini.... mi chiama MIMI!


oh the beauty


oh the love....
oh the italy



it would have been a beautiful date.....good thing we are friends......

so im really drunk...and im eating left over chinease

jungle juice is ....amazing...


guess who was a great girl to night and walked away from all the ugly boys!

oh that was me
i didnt make out with any one


soo dam tired....its great...im eating left over chinees ... thats 2 hours old... with a buch of nuts...

writing new song...tired... miss body heat.. its all good tho..



toni.. if ur reading this.. ur baby is ok..


love me

and its never too late to start the day over
its never too late to pick up the phone
its never too late to lay ur head down on my shoulders
never to late to come home


im blessed... i love my moma.. my life.. .. i just.. wanna say that...


its funny a boy said .. i dont think i could ever see u said.... i guess i am a good actress at times.. but... my heart is nolonger heavy... i kno where my long road leads.. and i have brand new shoes...

im in love
with architecture.. and everything else... i kno this is the right thing ... why? well.. all my other talents are used in this field.. maybe not directly.. but they are .. as an actreess.. i cant write songs.... or create....so.... im ready....and love god... been going to church.. on my own...and i kno its all gonna be ok.... and yea.. i can do it contrary to my belief at times... but u kno what.. i dont have to be that kid.. who doesnt believe in them selfs.. or at least i can tell my self that... i wanna do stuff.. and i have to be lieve in me first be for that happens.... im ready.. im in my corner.. lets box or jjust make love.. or peace is even better... or someone smile...


watch me make my effect...... honest architecture... .....insanity in songs... tanging the intangible......kissing the mutilated.... swiming in the puddles to the sea....



may be its just life.... or may be every one should listen to micheal franti and spear heads new cd........cus he knows what hes talking bout...


im just upset that i cant find the stay human cd... or my lennon legend......grrrrrrr... but im breathing... the air ... full of everything.... and now.. im dying to rise again in the morning.... .good night world... remeber me when im famouse


fin.