urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo livinginstereo livinginstereo 2006-05-19T06:02:34Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:29992 2006-05-19T05:50:04Z 2006-05-19T06:02:34Z broadcast | tender buttons Final word<br />Final notice<br />This is the broadcast of our bad behavior<br />I’ll settle down<br />I’ll reconsider<br />I want to be the fathered figure<br /><br />I only care because you do<br /><br />Talk it out<br />The decided have no direction<br />& are pregnant with human behavior<br /><br />I only care because you do<br /><br />There’s no challenge here<br />The scientists have been killed<br />I can tell that’s not the answer you’ve come here for<br />The planet’s remained over time<br />Our biggest conquest<br />Our biggest fears<br /><br />I only care because you do<br /><br />Barroom dance<br />Ballroom brawl<br />Make the call to your best friends<br />I’m staying in with all the action<br />I’ll watch you in the television<br />Erase your number from the back of my hand<br /><br />I only care because you do urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:28862 2006-01-28T16:24:25Z 2006-01-28T16:24:25Z Coffee stains in your brand new book<br />Empty matchbooks that match that look<br />That cigarrete still lit and burns<br />To empty out this failing history<br /><br />Look at you in that photograph<br />You don't resemble anything<br />You were this time last year<br />All that time it seems to be so old<br />Ancient passing time, a distant memory<br /><br />She said forget about fashion<br />She said forget about all that you were<br />& everyone that stopped believing in dreams<br />Because you in these pictures isn't made of you<br />You never stopped beliveing in dreams<br />Oh<br /><br />This is the main of it<br />a sort of akward feeling <br />when all my thoughts are on him<br />All hands on the bad ones<br />The fast ones, the mad ones<br />I'm trying to smother it <br />So... I said this isn't the end of it<br />It's so cool, so real<br />I seem to have a sort of handle on it<br /><br />She said forget about all those boys<br />They'll break your heart<br />There's not ever stoping him<br />She said forget this city & raise your eyes cause with tunnel vision<br />th th th th narrow scope will sw sw sw swallow you in<br /><br />Let's leave earth<br />Let's make a new history<br />Forever dancing in a ballroom of mars<br />A dance floor of stars<br />The unsuspecting grounds below won't <br />have a reason to not look up urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:28112 2006-01-26T17:25:00Z 2006-01-26T17:25:00Z Keep your hands where I can see them<br />I’m the gun and he’s the victim<br />& You’re holding me hostage<br />Charge it a dollar at each pint<br /><br />Getting back at the resistance<br />Creating alliances <br />Right from the start:<br />K-K-K-Kharma and the wheel<br /><br />Keep your fucking hands where I can see them<br />I’m guarded and wild<br />Hystaria is what is so right<br />Wipe serenity off the back of your mind<br /><br />I’m an explosive extention of this creation<br />A malicious intent from the cord of the camera<br />But I’m willing to try and all of your man made tools by vernacular<br /><br />Keep your hands up<br />I’m not your dummy<br />Keep your hands out<br />I’m not ready for hidden weapons<br />& If you can’t be nice just keep to yourself urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:27687 2006-01-26T06:02:48Z 2006-01-26T06:02:48Z Surprise attack<br />From the front they creep up silent<br />I will bleed like animals do<br />just like jesus I dissapear<br /><br />Cover up what you don't want known<br />Hiding out your secret weapons<br />Responsive defensive<br />& Is there is no blockade?,,, right.<br /><br />Friday I'll visit the earth via satellite<br />I'm wating for my man<br />Did the connection break <br />Because you're fading away<br />Or did you cut the wire? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:25652 2005-11-14T07:14:29Z 2006-01-24T21:49:16Z maximo park | a certain trigger He came over <br />Down by the water<br />To where I sleep<br />& cause commotion<br />The ripples changed<br />Escalated into rapids<br />& I submerge<br />to follow and hope for someplace better<br /><br />& I found myself drowning<br />Holding my head under<br />For the way I love my enemies<br />For the way it's not returned<br />'Cause the frequency isn't consistent<br />When you trail a natural disaster<br /><br /><br />-------------------------------------<br /><br />I couldn't finish it right now. Oh well. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:24042 2005-08-03T00:46:28Z 2005-08-03T00:46:28Z Spoon | Gimmie Fiction Break down the walls<br />that block out the wind<br />And shade you from growing<br />I still know that there's got to be someone to listen<br />& I've got to make time to listen<br />To change to that new direction<br />To evolve into something better<br />To evolve and make that transition urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:21227 2005-06-02T13:40:39Z 2005-06-02T13:46:43Z rob thomas on MTV hahaha So watching MTV whilst being in a state of constant thought isn't good. So I consistently question why I'm not apart of pop culture yet? Why Seriously. I could totally do that. Hrm... I need to cut my hair today, I need to write 5 songs. Which include:<br /><br />Syke Rock<br />Control<br />Mic Test<br />LYFE<br /><br /><br />: plus all the others I promised myself I would write. On another note, did anyone know that there was a new Shakira, Coldplay and Kelly Osbourneg album coming out? All with good songs? (seriously go check out the kelly osbourne album, it's embarrassingly sic) Or am I STILL the last to find out. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:19621 2005-05-21T05:53:19Z 2005-05-21T05:53:19Z t. rex | 20th century boy I'm on the live wire<br />& I've got a pocket full of stars<br />No more hyper sensation<br />Modes of self preservation<br />Intelect sold through the electric eye<br /><br />Jenny's living out back<br />Permanantly attached to the smokestacks<br />& It's okay to hold fast to that man<br /><br />The street's pounding off the stereo<br />Live feed, white telephone<br />No bad courtesy man for old habbits<br /><br />Keep it contained the remedies that<br />Blood is only thicker than oil<br />Uh,yeah man urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:19188 2005-05-18T06:18:18Z 2005-05-18T23:13:26Z New York Dolls | Vietnamese Baby Can you be so possible?<br />From one transition I emit possible position<br />Changing from chameleon to steady location<br />& baby, don't you know I like that action<br /><br />Move from sector A to sector B<br />I've still got too much for you to see<br /><br />On the view screen we make it a habit<br />To be automatic, to be... mechanical?<br />But does life expect instant gratification<br />Immediate reaction for all that is handed?<br /><br />Feel that effect<br />Feel that desire<br />Feel that respect<br />& I feel what is required<br /><br />Are you on the go<br />Or are you satisfied, baby? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:18142 2005-05-10T04:03:12Z 2005-05-10T04:41:18Z lcd soundsystem | lcd soundsystem Newly found inspiration out of desolation and despiration. Hopefully it will lead to a new dance band.<br />Working thoughts include:<br /><br />It's Combat, Got That?<br />Robot Talk<br />Going Steady<br />Murder on the Dance Floor<br /><br />Let's see if we still got it... or if we ever had it at all. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:4349 2004-08-27T05:47:39Z 2004-08-27T05:52:24Z sneaker pimps | becoming x All that was said<br />All the time that was spent dancing the night away<br />& I love it when you’re not above it<br />Coming down from your thrown<br />Lovely kisses<br />Fabulous night life<br /><br />In the city now<br />I miss the way it was<br />I walked for miles<br />Crawling ‘till all was lost<br /><br />I’ll fall asleep in your arms<br />You’re in my head<br />I’ve wanted nothing more<br /><br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />Our love born under full lunacy<br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />& I won’t turn down any offers<br /><br />All these new talents<br />All that love brings<br />Snapshots & poloroids<br />Creating a brand new flame<br /><br />I’ll fall asleep in your arms<br />You’re in my head<br />I’ve wanted nothing more<br /><br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />& Nothing else<br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />Loves rebirth<br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />I’m not making any offers<br />Our hearts belong to this city<br />Our hearts belong as one<br /><br />--------------------------------------<br /><br />I'm sorry guys the writing has not been spectacular. I'm trying, I have the motive, I have the experience, am I missing the muse?? I promise I will try harder, but this time for myself. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:3668 2004-08-21T07:07:40Z 2004-08-24T20:31:07Z beatles | the glass onion It's a tense high and I love when you miss that connection<br />It's a night sense and you never leave the defensive<br />But I'm on cloud nine, or thirteen... oh, I think I've lost count<br />Here you stand above the ground, did you see my smile<br />I am burdened with all this love, did you feel my heart beating<br /><br />'Cause I love it when you crave the creation<br />Down under the lightning is where I reside<br />Breaking down in front of the masses<br />Learning to be black again<br /><br />It's a liberal wonderland, and all the rainbows keep me high<br />It's an electric fetish and it started downtown<br />But now he's back around and fashion has taken all it fucking can<br />I am not your clown, cut the wire, pull the curtain<br /><br />'Cause I love it when you crave the creation<br />Down under the lightning is where I reside<br />Breaking down in front of the masses<br />Learning to be black again urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:2919 2004-08-19T17:31:15Z 2004-08-19T23:22:40Z disconnected<br />baby's walking on water now<br />i'm drowning in everything <br />'cause I lost the luster<br /><br />warning<br />for the morning after<br />for the way it's never permenant<br />the extrovert has crawled back under<br /><br />he's lost control<br />he's lost control<br /><br />& i've gained something so bitter<br />something you can not leave behind<br />& it seems you're back for good<br /><br />holy holy holy<br />holy holy holy<br />holy holy holy<br />he's lost control<br /><br />he's lost control<br />he's lost control<br /><br />forever, amen urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:livinginstereo:415 2004-07-15T06:41:32Z 2004-07-15T06:56:04Z pj harvey | uh huh her It was supposed to be over. It was supposed to have reached an end. I'd created for others countless times and said no more. In search of my muse desparation has brought me back to try and spark once again a fire, a passion for writing. Right now though I'm too tired to enter anything real. I guess my two year break from the world wide web made me a little rusty... I took me a while to figure out this darn fangled website. Oh well, check out my photo archive. After the year hiatus, I finally updated with five or more new pages. So off to a new and good start... I guess. Whatev, I'm going to bed. I'm just way too tired for this right now.