Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The Sign Of The Cross

The Sign Of The Cross
by Jimmy Crowley
We're AntiAmerican with
razorblades and cyanide
they give us new hope
Spoons and Needles
And Everything Mean
That's all I need.

Praise God
To kill religion
Praise God
No gods today

False hopes of dead gods
Causes our never ending
We've got out Rape Rubbers on
And we take our Play-God Pills
There's a million things I want to do to you
But I don't want to do either of these things to you

Praise God
To kill religion
Praise God
No gods today

I'm like the tree stained in blood
Like a severed heart
that won't stop throbbing
Did God create us
Or did we create God?

Praise God
To kill religion
Praise God
No gods today

TNBTTS

TNBTTS
By Jimmy Crowley
“Shut the Hell up and get ready”
That’s actually what she said to me.
The days and nights I could be alone
Could be spent alone with you.
Because until the end of time,
Doesn’t last forever anymore.

Maybe She can tell or
Maybe she just doesn’t care
Regardless of what she knows
Maybe I should make a move tonight
Cause she’s the type
That drives my type crazy

Now the only memory
In my mind
Is the day we were lying in my bed and we were doing
The next best thing to sex

I don’t know what that means to you

Maybe She can tell or
Maybe she just doesn’t care
Regardless of what she knows
Maybe I should make a move tonight
Cause she’s the type
That drives my type crazy

Does she have a clue,
As to what I’m thinking.
Cause she’s the only girl I’ve ever really liked.
She gets me nervous
And gives me rejection.
This is the last time
I’ll think of you.

Maybe She can tell or
Maybe she just doesn’t care
Regardless of what she knows
Maybe I should make a move tonight
Cause she’s the type
That drives my type crazy

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Distortion and Poetry, Pornography or pentagrams

Distortion and Poetry, Pornography or Pentagrams
by Jimmy Crowley
Do you want to hear a story
about a boy I knew named Jimmy?
He had a heart of gold,
but a mind of dirt.
Love in his mind.
Hate in his heart.
Maybe the distortion and poetry didn't help.
Neither did the Pornography or Pentagrams.
I tell ya,
that kid had problems.
Had his heart broke
one too many times.
He made sure his parents didn't notice,
when he started cutting.
He cryed her a river of blood,
and bled her an ocean of tears.
Maybe someone should have noticed,
when his hero became Kurt Cobain.
He was home alone one night.
Him and his guitar.
He wrote a poem,
tied his guitar cable around his neck,
and threw it over a tree in the backyard.
Distortion and Poetry, Pornography or Pentagrams.

The Cost of Love

The Cost of Love
by Jimmy Crowley
Love. Oh, Yes Love.
A word I thought I knew
but it seems the girls I love,
seem to never love me
sending me to a rampage of sex and partying
in the attempt to hide my pain.
When I confessed to you my love,
You just shot me down,
ripping out my still beating heart
You put me into a state of mind
I knew only as Hell
Suicide.
The first thought in my mind.
THrough my tears,
I thought if I killed myself for you
It would kill you too,
Knowing you were the one that killed me.
But dying without you made me even sadder.
So I refused my own suicide.

Sleep is getting harder for me,
cause when I my eyes close,
even for just a second,
All I can think of is you.
Love songs. They're even worse.
Cause you're there.
Standing in the "november rain,"
and putting me "in the throws of a moral quandry"

I wish people saw more than the demon in my eye.
No one sees the love in my heart.
So now as I tell you this,
I hope you know
of the pain you caused me.
HOw I can't blink my eyes,
or listen to love songs
Cause you're always there.
Through my happy act,
my heart is breaking
from the inside out.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Die For Her

Die For Her
by Jimmy Crowley
While I sit in my room wishing I could die,
The next best thing is to cry.
She never sees my infatuation.
I shouldn't put myself in this situation.

Why?

Why?
by Jimmy Crowley
Love is too cold
Why can't you see the signs?
I don't want to be without you another day.
When we fall in love so young,
Why do we hurt so much?
Why are there hearts only to break?
Why do we love when we know it wont last?
I hate being alone.
If we fell in love, would you tell me
Why?
Why won't this girl notice me?
Your love is all I want.
Did you ever realize how I love you?
Why do I love you,
When you only make me cry?
Why are there hearts only to break?
Why do we love when we know it wont last?
I hate being alone.
If we fell in love, would you tell me
Why?
If only you'd love me
I'd love you too
I'd give you my heart
And you could be mine
and I would be yours.
Why are there hearts only to break?
Why do we love when we know it wont last?
I hate being alone.
If we fell in love, would you tell me
Why?