Read My Stuff — Pages 350–400

When I am alone and all by myself Sometimes I begin to fill up full of self-doubt Fills my head I can’t get it out And what’s within me I could live without it Depression closes my eyes… like sleeping When I feel like life… has passed me by I break down inside… start weeping Yet thoughts of wasted time… won’t relieve this cry The tears I spill are now seeping Down below the earth… they’ll soon reside Soothing this malaise… that’s been creeping I’ve looked up and down And left and right I’ve gone out searching In the middle of the night I have spent my days Just wandering around And I’m still looking For what I haven’t found I searched for What I sought to find Found the fruit Couldn’t get it off the vine So I climbed And climbed and climbed I’ve tried and tried and tried But I can’t get it off of my mind When I am alone And all by myself Sometimes I begin To fill up full of self-doubt Fills my head I can’t get it out And what’s within me I could live without it I just want to make my mark Before I lose this spark And the room gets dark Then the game is over Then I’m sure I’d love To play again Or else it seems like Such a waste and such a sin Ladies and gentlemen You’ve all become My special friends Hopefully we’ve got something Greater to discover

Uh…Yeah…huh! I’m trending… But for all the wrong reasons Everybody's googling me Looks like it's now open season: It's hunting time Must be a slow day for the media I just found five more lies About me on Wikipedia Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey I've been good in all my wheelings and dealings I've done the best I could Yet when I bet red the little ball landed on black Just like I kinda knew it would Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey So if karma cares about my feelings I paid it forward And now I ask for some of it back Just a little bit back Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey I'm due for some good luck Really, sincerely I believe I am that diamond in the rough And the needle in a haystack All rolled into one... Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Find me and we'll have some fun Are you lucky at cards or are you lucky at love? Neither? Me, too... (alright) Alright! Come on! I'm trending... But for all the wrong reasons Everybody's googling me Looks like it's now open season: It's hunting time Must be a slow day for the media I just found five more lies About me on Wikipedia I'm trending I'm just trending Baby, I'm trending Whoo! I'm just trending... SECRET ROOM By Tom Jensen I have turned the knob That opens up a door To a secret room That doesn't have a floor Where the walls are bare And there is just a folding chair there Floating in both space and time And on it reads a sign That states: This is the throne to a kingdom which awaits Any man who creates A way to rise up above the fray And reach the seat Hanging below this archway For he is the protégé Who can free this world From its ever present pain Block out the sun Turn off and on the rain He who holds the power To build both churches and schools He who holds the power To destroy all under his rule He who holds the power To entrap and enchain He who holds the power And yet he will refrain... EAST TIMOR By Tom Jensen Amidst this endless and senseless violence The one thing that I despise most Are the swords that were swung in silence For when futile becomes resistance The bloody few who are left Look to us for some assistance But it's by our weapons That their blood is spilled When you're wiping out poverty Sometimes it's just cheaper to kill So we justify we need a place For our new submarine base Since our economy is tanking Why let good weapons go to waste? Sell them to Indonesia And everybody wins At least those with a voice Amplified by propagandist spin I'm getting angry unhappy If I start crying please slap me Slap this frown right off of my face As you see I'm in a delicate state Been like this for years How long will they have to wait? When the media is your ally You can hide a genocide Started back before 1975 Hundreds of thousands have lost their lives Amidst this endless and senseless violence The one thing that I despise most Are the swords that were swung...in silence COLLABORHYTHM COLLABTUNES Home Features Pricing Testimonials Contact Blog COLLABTUNES.COM