were made to come true
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So I’ve made up my mind
I will pretend
To leave this world behind
And in the end
You’ll know I’ve lied
To get your attention
I’m faking my own suicide
I’m faking my own suicide
Because I know you love me
You just haven’t realized
I’m faking my own suicide
They’ll hold a double funeral
Because a part of you will die
Along with me
Wish you thought that I was dead
So rather than me
You’d be depressed instead
And before arriving at my grave
You’d come to the conclusion
You’ve loved me all your days
But it’s too late
Too late for you to say
Because I’m faking my own suicide
Because I know you love me
You just haven’t realized
I’m faking my own suicide
They’ll hold a double funeral
Because a part of you will die
Along with me
I’ll write you a letter that
You’ll keep
Reminding you your love for me
Is more than six feet deep
You say aloud that you
Would’ve been my wife
Right about that time
Is when I come back to life
And let you know
I’d let you know
I was faking my own suicide
Because I know you loved me
You just never realized
I was faking my own suicide
I’ll walk in that room and
See your eyes open so wide
I’ve been so lost
Because you know
Because you know
You will never leave my sight
Until the day that I die for the first time
And we’ll laugh, yeah we’ll laugh
And we will cry
So overjoyed with the love
That saved my life
Our love is so alive
relient K
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oh how i love emo songs. and happy songs. and hate everything else. (:
where would we be without music. without this wonderful form of art to express ourselves with. somehow it feels strangely liberating to belt out lyrics at the top of your voice. theres something about voicing the words that makes you almost believe that you mean them. because maybe sometimes, you do.
i want to be able to write songs. i think its an absolutely wonderful thing to be able to put your thoughts, fears and hopes into words. into sentences that sound right together. into notes that flow into a melody. into a rhythm that mirrors the beat of your soul. now wouldnt that be cool.
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so the chinese new year holiday is almost up. what have i done? gorge myself on tons of food. eat lots of chiku chips and new year goodies. avoided doing work for the most part of it. played guitar hero twice, but without the same satisfaction that you get from “jamming” with friends. somehow this year doesnt feel chinesenewyear-like. it could be that i havent seen a single one of my cousins from either side this year. it could be that the only visits didn’t really feel like cny visits at all. not that they werent fun. just not cny enough.
or maybe its this sianness thats been blanketing everything for the whole of january. to think that ive been waiting for this weekend to come, and now that its over, i havent done anything during it. and somehow, it doesnt seem like im any closer to waking up from this dreamland than i was at the start of the term.
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you know you’ve got to help me out
don’t you put me on the backburner