Xpression.v2

Empty Boredom (1/31/2006)

Please tell me who to be and force me to believe
Tell me everything that you’ve expected out of me
Knock me off my feet and leave me feeling shameful
I can’t stand the inner peace of when I’m feeling stable
When nothing’s flowing right and nothing can consume me
I need an enemy to befriend me and abuse me
Somebody who can truly knock me to the ground again
So I can stand back up and claim “I won’t go down my friend”
And let the hate dance ’round my head cause damn it’s energizing
The passion and the fire of the war that we’re both fighting
The choking and the lying and the screaming and the cursing
The only things I’m good at, but I need someone to verse me
Then I’ll let my anger nurse me and take away my boredom
Releasing what’s been lurking in the veins where I had stored ‘em
Everything is for them and every word is spiteful
The tears inside the glass that are more than just an eyeful

I hate my fucking job and I hate to see them playing
The fucking game I love lost inside the trash their saying
I have no fucking fans and there’ll never be a show
I may never understand but that’s just how it goes
Now I’m shaking in my toes and I’m twitching like an addict
Still looking for the soul to release my inner panic
And if I ever manage to ignite that inner fire
I’ll blow you all away as if you were a liar
Raising it much higher before I close the curtain
I need a new desire to make every reason certain
Cause I’m stuck inside a person without a place to go
And I need to feel the hate to feel the thing I know

Notes: This one is a little quick paced, again. Listening to Limp Bizkit’s first album has sped me up a bit after having slowed down my flow considerably over the past few months. The rhyme itself deals with the complete boredom in having a daily routine and yearning for something to send me over the edge and add some spice into my life.

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