I feel like I'm always saying goodbye.
I'm leaving tomorrow night for Chicago for the rest of the week.
It's going to be a busy day tomorrow, but on the way to fun.
Today was pretty awesome. Jimmy, Mandie and I went to Red Bank to meet none other than Kevin Smith.. the man himself. We did just sit around on the sidewalk for about 5 hours, but I had a good time anyway. Meeting him was great, he was really sociable and nice and took pictures and signed all the shit I had. He's really as cool as everyone makes him out to be.
My fears are rising as I'm covered by the shadow of men more than me.
Fading out like an amp that's lost power.
Scars without stories or successes.
Silence, can you hear me?
Let guilt subside.
It's not what you deserve.
I light up in the night just to illuminate you.
Don't hide who you are.
Hard as you try, the only person you can't lie to is yourself.
Fight off your demons.
"You're slipping out the back, did you really think I wouldn't notice?"
"Misuse is practice, perfected and played. In time I'm gonna get what's mine."
Don't call me towards the end.
Sit and see the sunrise.
Drowning in an ocean, feeling like it's a fishbowl life.
Pulling up these stakes that have been holding me down.
Tell me what it feels like again?
Coming out from behind my skin.
Stripping off the ivory, I can't be played like a piano anymore.
Know me by the dust on the road.
You can't know these hands until you know what they've penned.
Send me a souvenir, post it with hook, line and bait.
Don't worry, even if I miss you to death, you won't really die.
--dead to the world wide web for a while--
<-*-> dm
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