RESISTANCE FATIGUE

I find it hard to carry my head up
And I blame it on my spine
I find it hard to tell how my body feels right now
But I know it is not fine

Nowadays is hard to find some mind space
We all have pains that we can't place
I wonder are we sad enough yet?
How much sadder will we get?

It's better now than yesterday
But I feel the world ache
I won't give up
don't get me wrong but
I...

...am on a fence and I want to get down
but none of the sides wants me around
and I can't decide whether I should fight
or give in
to being neutral or having
an opinion that's decisive
But tonight I won't fight
with the demons on both sides
Cause some fights you can't win even if you do
In the hollow of my chest I feel the calm
The piercing beat wakes me up again and I
sound drums of war
and wonder what I will become
with every breath, with every breath
that fills my lungs

It's better now than yesterday
But I feel the world ache
I won't give up
don't get me wrong but
I'm not okay

KilLakeE Cat

Matrix

I've come to terms with the fact
that people die
I shouldn't cry
And sometimes life is just a quest,
not some kind of adventure
Don't dare to surrender!
And all the shit that you buy
you leave behind
Material shite!
And we are all part of the same
story, my friend,
but we won't see the end

'Cause of respect I am
stuck in ~~disposition~~ this position
But what you call heaven
I call decomposition

You either smoke or you try
to keep your teeth white
Pretend that you're alright!
And come to terms with the fact
that people die
Cry if you need to cry!

GIRLFRIEND MATERIAL

They call me whore
They call me things
I don’t know what they mean
They call me whore
They call me things
~~and~~ when I reject them

They’ve slept with 5
I’ve only slept with 1
But on the first time
So I’m a slut

You call me names
but you play games
the same way I do
Let go of double standards
and don’t get me started,
you will lose

You say I’m not “girlfriend material”
What’s the criterion?
There is no logic behind the thought
that some women are to be fucked
and some women are to make love to

I’ve slept with 5
For them, that’s 4 too much
‘Cause now the golden prize
is full of finger smudges

You call me names
but you play games
the same way I do
Let go of double standards
and don’t get me started,
you will lose

PUBIC HAIR

He walked in, asked for a woman and a drag
Then he paid for a trip and a shag
He took his toke, she took off her dress
He looked up and then he shook in distress

"Little girls don't grow pubic hair.
I cannot get it up when you remind me of a little brat."

He felt nice when the room spun around the bed
He forgot it all, when the world spun around his head
So he questioned the value of mind over matter
When the tongue in his mouth could no longer blabber

"Little girls don't grow pubic hair.
I cannot get it up when you remind me of a little brat...
Little girls don't grow pubic hair.
I should not get it up when you remind me of a little brat!"

QUEEN OF NOTHING

Don't forget to meet me
Meet me by the pool
Please, don't bring it
Don't bring fun with you

Let's get together to not give a shit
Let's get together to not give a shit
Let's soak up the heat the sun is pouring
Let me be the queen of doing nothing