Monday, 28 November 2016

'Born Under A Bad Sign'

Hey there bruv.
At the moment the song is 'Exit Music (For A Film)'.
Next is gonna be 'Lucky'.
Just several numbers in your Radiohead playlist.
"Kill me sarah kill me again"
Why are u feelin down bruv?
U keep on saying ur WhatsApp is down.
But deep inside u know its just a dumb excuse.
The people u really wanted to be in notifications just isnt there.

Jonny Greenwood is still playing scrummy guitar fillings.
And u are still pondering.
Abt all those that could have been.
If those could only have a little bit more of a thing called common sense.
Now playing = 'There, There'
"Just cause u feel it doesnt mean its there"
Phillip is humming.
The feeling gets in the air, in the heat of the night.
Of the sheila who apparently goes by the word.
U just couldnt get any closer.

'Creep'
Sums it all.
How u've been feeling all these while.
Ppl dont understand your 2000-light-year away metaphors.
They misunderstood u for emptiness and disvalue.
"So fuckin special, i wish i was special"
"But im a creep, im a weirdo"
"What the hell am i doin here, i dont belong here"
"Run, run, run"
If only u could run ur way towards it.

Another one of those stories where u lost.
U know u'll lose from the start.
Funny i could say.
U were never discouraged.
It was as if u never stop pretending.
U would always be there to be hoping.
Yet u've achieved nothing.
Even the simplest things to happen.
And then again, 'No Surprises'.

But u do hope the 'Karma Police' would strike.
Taking its toll to those who have wronged u in a way.
Yet u are telling urself every once in a while.
That you're the thick.
The naive.
The undermining normals on pavements near Charles & Keiths.
"And for a minute there, i lost myself"

"She looks like the real thing, she tastes like the real thing"
"My fake plastic love"
Do u really wanna be 'Fake Plastic Trees' ?
I have told u before.
They were the ones who are thick!
Ones who dont know value and dont give a fuck!
Them who dont want to listen to ur whines!
Ones who made bad decisions and decides to live with it!
Ones who could make change but decides to make way!
Sweet fuck all.

"Born under a bad sign, ive been down since begin to crawl" - Cream





Sunday, 6 November 2016

Bruva in Flames 🦀

"Hello bruv.
I was wondering what is up with u.
Since i saw u tryna undo the engulfing flames around u.
Nobody was expecting this from u, bruv.

Didn't i told u that before was gonna end up in flames?
Don't u know the difference between a matchstick and a cup of tea?
This is not taking a piss on a Sunday afternoon.
U were too naive to realize it don't ya?
All u got was me & u blew it every time.
U were too naive to even listen i guess.
The cages are set, bruv.

U are not the fuckin A u think u are.
U are more of a piss.
Others do u all the time & nobody seemed to give a shite.
Nobody knows u better than i am. Not a fuckin chance, bruv.

U were too naive to be too good to others, bruv.
No matter what u do for others, things don't seem to go your way.
Then why do it, bruv?!
U are better than this!
U were there when all around u was going thru shite times.
But then again, how abt u, bruv?
Nobody was there when its ur time of the season!
There was only bubbles and headaches, bruv.

Its all u fuckin wanted.
U have came thru alone.
U were the realization of the Last Shadow Puppets numbers.
U are the Death Ramps.
U were some kid they went to school with.
Tho u deserved more, better than just that.
Don't u realise?
That when u were there in need u will always be there in need!
When everything's fine, they're gone.
Its only u, bruv. Its only u."

Sunday, 30 October 2016

There Is, But Never Was............

"No one told me years could be rolled,
Not until United lost to Chelsea 4 nil at home,
All those rants i coulnd't have placed even better,
Than a blank page where nobody would even bother minus 2."

"An old series of links,
Channels the Ganges back to the Himalayas,
Rolling up the years, 
To when it was 14 when nobody could have cared less than us."

"The flashbacks came thru,
Thru those very eyes i remember,
Those were telling something so much,
It could melt those of the North Pole."

"U never noticed me on Instagram when i click,
Never thought the old keychain behind the drawer,
Would make its way up to the Mac,
U never thought it would be in a millennia."

"Hours spent in reminiscent,
Catching up on old breaths come morning,
And i started to think this would go on,
But torque was never meant to last."

And i'm so alone. The idea of it made it that way.
It was never meant to be that way.
Yet i cling on it naively hoping that this would work.
The old keychain wasn't made amongst car keys.
The old Zeppelin T wasn't meant to fit forever.
The old friend have always been and always was, old.
No one blinks an eyelid in spite of something old.
Why the fuck would u go back in time to reminisce,
abt useless old memories?
Oasis wasn't meant to Live Forever, save for the song.
Why would a Clash reunion do any good?
Strummer ain't strumming six feet under, eh?
Would a deteriorated old bike in the garage do any good?
There's little benefit in restoring it than buying a new one!
So then,
Why would an old friend be the same,
after some time out in the rain?
Why would you expect it to be that?
Why have u've lost for so many years?
Why do u think things are gonna work out,
in the name of old friendships?
Why do u think the latter will agree with u?
Why do u think the latter will hang around with u,
as in back in those days?
If those days were good enough,
why have either one of u moved on?
Why are u being so naive?
Can't u see?
Don't u realise? 

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