Ally II

It’s a shame they have to close bars at night
And let the good people go home and have a sleep
I could stay up all night giggling the national anthem
While you let me know for the fifty millionth time
That we are friends at some point and still are

I imagine they’d ask us on question time without a heartbeat
If only they could hear us natter on, about the important things
Sitting ontop of the wall, raised outside of your house
Like if Todd does desire your flesh and bones;
Then why doesn’t he ask you for a pencil in class?
But he makes the effort to walk past us on 5th period
When I know for a fact his class is on the other side of college
So I guess that’s a win for us

Oh pal of mine please tell me things will never ever ever change
When the world turns into a bull of flaming inferno
When the dead start to rise from their graves
When a felsh eating virus and consumed everyone we’ve held dear
Please tell me we’ll still be sitting here
Comparing Is This It to Room On Fire

Ally I

On a that fated day, in the presence on the glorious sun
In the birthplace of great schollers and inventors
You uttered them beautiful words into my ear
‘What the fuck happened were you in a car crash!?’

And many marbles, pogs and trading lunches later
We’re sat on my bedroom floor, debating like the greats
‘I don’t think a Snorlax for a Base Set Gastly is a fair trade’
‘Nah my uncle works for Nintendo and he said it’s rare!’

There’s no one in the whole world i’d rather sit down with
And watch Millions get poured into colourful presentations
Of Charlie Adler just talking to himself
While your mum cooks us susages and chips
And I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Over staying our welcome by and hour and half
Bearing witness to the polpulation of london
Fighting to the death claw and teeth, over a decrpid pub
Beacuse my mum’s been at work all day
Man I wish we watching the charming Roy Walker
Losing his faith in humanity over a gameshow

Next day side by side on the educational plan
They told you to sit next to me
They said something about a ‘Supporting my needs’
But you just wanted the awnsers to last nights homework

I said ‘Fine but you need to help me in math’
‘How can you be stuck? The nine times table is easy!
You just need to get out your fingers then…’
And then the penny drops

There’s no one in the whole world i’d rather sit down with
And watch Millions get poured into colourful presentations
Of Dan Green just talking to himself
While your mum cooks us Fish Fingers and Waffles
And I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Let’s Make This Annual

As if on cue, the second the sun hits the earth
The barricades collapses and the messages begin
I think it’s time to dip into the life savings
And think about showing my face around your town again

As much as I’ve dearly missed, hearing the little cracks in your voice
There was no way to open communication, at any other time of the year
Education you see, she is a cruel mistress
She yanked the chain around your neck, whenever you came near
With such little time you’d never slink under your fella’s radar

But all that fades from the grey matter
The second I step off that train
With that grin of yours greeting me
Then it becomes clear
That summer has only just started

You start to lose track of the days, after the third night of haze
Waking up on the floor, With your head resting on someone’s door
But the back pains are worth it in the end
When you open your eyes with your head nested in my chest

I would’ve emptied my bank account and paid, just to live in this moment till my grave
With fingers travelling through your hair, I kiss your head as we move to the chairs
I know I couldn’t be the only one during them late Friday nights
Perched on the edge of my bed watching the calendar for this day

How can this feeling ever be considered wrong?
Spread on fields of green in each other’s arms
Come here, I’ll make you forget all about him
If you just take me back four years

My summer can’t begin until I’ve seen you
My year can’t move on until I’ve held you
My winter gets colder when you’re not in it
My life’s a little more dull when you’re not a part of it

The No Title

Why yes dear she does have great blonde hair
A perfectly paid for smile, With a figure 8 to boot
But if she ever recites just one more time
The plot of the Throne of Swords, Just once more
Then I might just have to tighten the knot
Cos I’d rather kick the chair then to go through that bore

I know if you could you’d pick up that stone
And bash yourself ugly in front of the mirror
Untill you became the monster you precive yourself to be
Oh darling can’t you see it’s all futile?
You can configure yourself all you like
But you’ll just be the same to me

You see I’m so tired of the man made order
I’m tired of these memes, mascarading as conversations
Recycling and circulating in my ears all day long
And I know your sick of it too

I can see the fire blazing in your lungs
When our intrest start to coencide
And everytime you bite your tounge
Thus the conversation starts to crumble
They might raise an eyebrow
I’ll raise you a thumb

It’s not that I don’t notice the pimples
It’s not that I don’t notice the dimples
It’s not that I don’t notice all your little scars
It’s that I can’t imagine you without them

It’s not that I don’t notice the gap in your teeth
It’s not that I don’t notice the crack in your lips
It’s not that I don’t notice the marks on your smile
It’s that I wouldn’t want you without them

It’s not that I don’t notice the breaks in your voice
It’s not that I don’t notice the the snorts in your laughter
It’s not that I don’t notice how deep your tone is
It’s just I couldn’t live without them

It’s not that I don’t notice the rings around your eyes
It’s not that I don’t notice the smoke on your breath
It’s not that I don’t notice the flicks in your hair
It’s just I’d rather die then be without them

Salivating

Oh my brown eye’d princess
My silky haired goddess
My immortalized queen
What could I ever do
To grab that spotlight away from you?

I see the dogs, the jackals
Circulate you, with their tongues out
They just want to stick their claws in you
Bruise that perfect form of yours
They could never appreciate
How your flesh forms around the palm of my hand
When I nurture you with my grip
Not like I can baby
They say they love you
But only in body and never in spirit
Not like I do baby

If only you could see me
While I twirl my index finger
Around the pixels of my screen
That only capture fractions of your majesty
Oh my little girl
What have you done to me?
I used to be so proper, so proud
Now I’m salivating at my screen
Trying to simulate how you’d make me feel
When you’d be laying on my hotel bed
Beckoning me with them gemstones
That lesser folk would call eyes

Oh babe, what do I have to do?
For the chance to introduce
My visage onto you?
I would start a patrol
Outside of your home
For a chance to bump into you
I’ll change my preferences
I’ll destroy my morals
And watch what you watch
Listen to what you listen to
Hate that which you hate
Just so we’d have something
To talk about

Oh baby I’d do anything
To smell the scent of your sweat
Radiating from the glands of your thighs
Clinging onto the hairs of my nostrils
Oh baby I’d do anything
To feel the cracks of your skin
With the base of my tongue
While savoring every flavor
Oh baby I’d do anything
To bare the feeling of your hands
Of the electricity that your fingers transmit
As they skim down my base
Oh baby what must I do?

Numb arse? Crowed street? Alone? Chances are your outside sixth form

Whhooaaa indie cindie’s taking her time
She was ment to be here at quter to four
I’ve only got 2 years till i’m out of prime
I hope she won’t take to long

Parked on the cold slab known as the sixth form stairs, on a cold wensday afternoon
With the sounds of old Alex moaning how he couldn’t take his brid on tour
Wisling gently through my ears as the viral marketing for indipendant fashion runs out the doors
Buddies and Pal’s walking throught the rabble as they set of home to their cozy bus seats
Beacuse walking in anything under 10 dagree’s is unthinkable as is over 12
With numb as fuck arse i start to debate is my time being put to good use here?

Floods of icons flood the streats bangles and strings in arm
With a Model on one arm and a sidekick perched unwillingly on the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more minuites just a few more

Oooop purple hair’s contraversial
The wollen hand knitted jumpers orginal
As orginal as the last 4 people that wore it
There are other shops in town than Topman and Revolv… actually scratch that there aren’t

Half four’s taking the piss, i think we can all agree
Their’s only so many tracks shuffle could throw at me
Yet another Motorhead song? So much for shuffle it would seem
But your redeemed for your next choice of the lone libertine

Floods of icons flood the streats
With a Model on one arm and summant in the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more seconds…. COME ON!

If half four’s taking the piss you can imagine me at five
And shuffle is starting to get on my very last ne…
MOTORHEAD AGIAN!? ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!?
Y’know what? She wasn’t fit anyway, so fuck this

Decades Of Silence

Screens bring us closer together
But i can still feel our distance
A 10 step western shootout
A Knights jousting ground
Cables bring us closer then before
But it feels like your never here
A snipers war torn showdown
A battle like none before

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

All i want to do right now is to say hello
But under oath to myself i must now vow
To decades upon decades of silence
All in the name of evidence
If i was the one hurting this time
Would you turn around and voluntarily brake
These decades and decades of silence
All for your devotion to me

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

The number of times I’ve played the part
Of pitching this love to the one who should want it most
I’m starting to lose my memory
Of you ever fighting for our connection
If i’m left out fighting all the good fight
Who’s left keeping the romance alight?
Without devotion it’ll burn out in seconds
While your pride burns the brightest

Where’s your pride when your alone in bed?
What good are the points if your sat at home
Refreshing the home page for a tact of social contact
Where’s your pride now?
Does it’s light keep you sane?
In these fucking cold decades of silence?

I want it to be you
To be the one who tries to save us,
But if i left it up to you
You wouldn’t do a damn thing
But like they say
Never send a woman to do a man’s job

If i didn’t i’d be stuck
In decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and decades and deadces and deacades and decades of silence

We ain’t nothin’ about nothin’

A buzz to click you back into conciseness
The bigwig is calling for your appearance
A bead of sweat travels down the skull
You reluctantly agree to be grilled for the day

You rearrange the paper cooler cups by size
To postpone the transaction of self esteem
He heaves his heavy body up from the chair
And starts to head to the throne room

He gives it his best, and it still wasn’t up to spec
When has it ever been too their spec?
The spec is a speck to you now

You’re a zero, nothing more than a zero
You were born from zero and their you stayed
And if you forget they’ll be too quick to remind you

A bus ride back to the lady’s apartment
Lagging by an hour, with the stench off commoner
You knew from the start this visit was business
She gotten sick of your face, and your excuses for being late

Greeted by her screams of fictitious events
What can you say? When words seem useless
A sigh of disappoint will have to suffice
The love as gone back to that familiar zero

He gives it his best, and it still wasn’t up to spec
When has it ever been too her spec?
The spec is a speck to you now

You’re a zero, nothing more than a zero
You were born from zero and their you stayed
And if you forget she’ll be too quick to remind you

Walking back carrying months of your life on your back
Rainy night, the sky just oozes with delight
When all seems lost to you now, a pleasant sight
Your mate stuck in the gutter with a bottle of gin in one hand

Patrolling about the town, as he leads you to the heard
Telling the exaggerating tales of a Wednesday evening
A pat on the back, a charity shot of vodka
And suddenly the comfort zone has returned, he says:

‘I gave it my best, and it still wasn’t up to spec
When has it ever been too the spec?
The spec is a speck to me now

But now my best goes into these friends of mine
And the results are a guarantee’

But we’re all zeros here and nothing more
We was all born from zero and their we shall remain
We don’t need reminding we’re all in the same boat

What better way to spend a Wednesday evening?

Attached

With a face only a enemy could enjoy
On a night with weather no one could enjoy
The moonshine lit my path over to your direction
As if I was destined to encounter you here

I could see your silhouette drench in sweat
Like a magnum melting on the seashore
Trying to kick-start that old broken Hearse
That you just can’t get to start

I could sense the projected frustration
That I would gladly hide behind in your eyes
Hey, would you like to drive around in mine?
I’ll take you around the curves she never could

How am I?
Nevermind
It’s never been on my mind
Don’t you worry that head
About me

So I towed you back on the freeway
So far that there’s nowhere to go back to now
I’ve dreamed of this feeling on my skin
Ever since I walked through that door

If only you could’ve felt my lips burn
Whenever yours came into my focus
It reduces years of cognitive thinking
Into a slave of mindless impulses

But even with this beating desire
I knew there’s not much a girl like me do
But I know there’s one thing I can do
It’s something only a woman could do

So sit back
Enjoy the ride
Turn off your mind
You don’t need to worry about me
As long as your mine

Today, I Hit a Man

Near the eve of sunlight the haze of jager starts to fades
Only to find an ally locked horns with an unknown assailant
He gives a slap on the wrist, aimed perfectly to the face
As if I was programmed for this all I saw was red at the sight
I griped him by the throat and whispered in his ear where he was going
And then seconds later he was kissing the concrete

I know that, she’s looking down on me
That, she’s looking down on me
Ashamed
I can feel her, shaking her head at me
Yeah, She’s shaking her head at me
Ashamed

Taking the bouncers directions to heart I head down the street
They cheered for me as I slug away from the scene of the crime
They comfort me when I ask them to identify this empty feeling inside
Embarrassed, I knock back a few more drinks and fade back into the haze

I know that, she’s looking down on me
That, she’s looking down on me
Ashamed
I can feel her, shaking her head at me
Yeah, She’s shaking her head at me
Ashamed

She said to me, without a tint of irony
That I was the hero of the night
And he said to me, completely straight
That he was jealous of my haste
And the devil, in his most loathsome form
Told me that I have nothing to be sorry about
But there voices, can’t drown out
The sounds of her rolling around