GreyWanderer

Diary of Stuff (Volume I)
2002-09-09 20:14:49 (UTC)

Some songs

Garbage
Temptation Waits

I'll tell you something
I am a wolf but
I like to wear sheep's clothing

I am a bonfire
I am a vampire
I'm waiting for my moment

You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
and there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I've never needed anybody like this before

I'll tell you something
I am a demon
Some say my biggest weakness
I have my reasons
Call it my defence
Be careful what you're wishing

You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
and there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I've never needed anybody like this before

You are a secret
A new possession
I like to keep you guessing

You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
and there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I've never needed anybody like this before

When I'm not sure what I'm living for (when I'm not sure
what I'm)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for (when I'm not sure
what I'm)
When I'm not sure what I'm living for (when I'm not sure
what I'm)
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for (when I'm not sure
what I'm)
When I'm not sure what I'm living for
When I'm not sure what I'm looking for
When I'm not sure what I'm living for

When I'm not sure who I am
Temptation waits

B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~

Creed
My Own Prison

A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally

Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

[Guitar break]

I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~ B^|~~

Still having trouble paying my credit card online. . .
after signing up for their bill paying service, I attempt
to pick my 'payee' to discover that there are listed around
30 different variations of the P.O. Box and Zip
combination, and all of which don't match up with the
address listed on the back of my card. . . Heaven help us all,
please. . .

Also have a lot of paperwork to complete, and other bills to pay. . .
I swear, my life can all but be about filling out forms, distributing
my meager income to my creditors, and of course working so I can keep
on paying my creditors (so they can remain fat and happy, of
course). . . Lol, I know that I'm not alone in this cycle of
economic abuse, but this is what makes our life comfy, so that's what
makes it worth it, eh?

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Just read an email about a job opportunity, and there was a link
provided for further information, so I click on it, and lo and
behold, "There are currently no open positions at this time."
Technology is supposed to make our lives easier?

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Damn, the Cure still rocks. . . even after all these years. . . Kiss
Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. . .