It still counts as posted the day before. Which is always good when I'm trying to make atleast one post per day, lyrics included, relevance outlined.
Today was shit.
Early morning for Soccer. I have a shower, get dressed, get ready for soccer. We show up at Trinity college. I walked around the entire school for 25 minutes looking for the oval. The coach. I team-mate. Anything. We found nothing. So 10 minutes after the game would have started, we left. Came home. Early morning for nothing. We got home, and Matt and Ness were very hungover.
Hilarious. I set the dogs on them. It was great. Then I played Gamecube all day.
Sometimes I feel like I'm wasting my life. I have nothing else to do, so I play video games.
Is that what I really want to do, though? Sure it's fun but it's not... I don't know the word.
Then Richard came over before we went and saw "The hangover". Funny movie.
Then there was the ride home. I can't be fucked recounting what happened. It was funny. I'll do it when I'm more awake.
Something, something, something.
I'm too tired, leave me alone.
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Lyrics:
Dedicated (Demo 1999) - Linkin Park
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills (Chorus) I've seen a lot of shit, I've talked to a bum (Chorus) Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside (Chorus) This is dedicated to the kids
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
Out on sunset strip, he asked me How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist
You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip.
So let it be known, the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Over seeing the game, over being part of the same ol' thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe
What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place
What's real, anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun
This isn't exactly relevant to my life... I just think it's a really good song. Shows how messed up most rappers these days are just selling out instantly.
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I guess I better head off to bed. I'm tired. I have to make up my bed first. Ugh.
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I know you're planning your wedding. I have fun helping out. What gets me down is that you've found the one person you can plan your wedding for. I haven't. And I'm terrified that I never will. If not never, then not soon. Not for a long time. And I hate that. I just want to find the right girl. I don't want to wait. I just want her to be there for me. But it won't happen. Not for a long time.
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