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Life is like poker,
you can play your best
but you got to know
when to fold your cards
and take a rest.

Spit in your face, cause you don't control me
And you can't make me think that you do.
The ground is laced with your ash
I'm sick of the smoke as I pass
I can't take it any longer
I feel my hatred growing stronger

Count the cans you throw away
Same drunk story everyday
Wake up sick and complain, yet tonight will be the same.
And you wonder why? Why we're sick of your kind!

And wonder how we live like we do
Well maybe we don't want to live like you
When did it all come to this
Passed out in a puddle of your own piss
You're drugged, you're drunk, you're flat out cold
Your lame ass partying is getting old.
Don't brag to me of drugs you've done!
Have you forgot how to have fun?
Save your breath spare me the story.
I won't give you any glory!

The Black-Eyed Bastards - State College

Perhaps we might have a chance of a possibility to have a maybe.

"It is not the world that is shattering; it is your illusion of the world."

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend?

I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard,
At the bottom of the sea.
Of unmarked graves in Arlington,
No, freedom isn't free.

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Enlarging your world
Mad World.

Gary Jules (cover of Tears for Fears)

Why am I always covered by doubt... Cannot bear it for much longer...

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse?

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worst?

Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
And I will try to fix you,

High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Coldplay - Fix You

"The truly creative mind in
any field is no more than
this:
A human creature born
abnormally, inhumanly
sensitive.

To him...

a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death."

-Pearl S. Buck

" It is quite simple to surround yourself with friends, but much more difficult to be one."


" Do not be embarrassed by your mistakes. Nothing can teach us better than our understanding of them. This is one of the best ways of self-education."
--- Thomas Carlyle

" No man's error becomes his law; nor obliges him to persist in it."
--- Thomas Hobbes