Luna Day Mood.

Jonathan Davis – What It Is.

Pretty soon you have to deal
With the truth behind the way you feel
And I’d rather never know

I would do anything anything
Not to bring who I am to meet me
This useless suffering
Ugly part of me is screwing me
As it feeds me

But it is what it is
You don’t know how to live with what it is
But it is what it is
It may seem impossible
But I will embrace who I really am
If it’s a son of a bitch or a terrified kid
Then that’s what it is

Pretty soon you’ll have to face
You’re a virus called the human race
And I’ll never never know

I have done everything everything
Not to feel what it is I’m feeling
This basement devil is kicking the ass
Of my angel on the ceiling

But it is what it is
You don’t know how to live with what it is
But it is what it is
It may seem impossible
But I will embrace who I really am
If it’s a son of a bitch or a terrified kid
Then that’s what it is

Don’t push me, don’t kill me
What it is cause it is what it is
Don’t play games, don’t mess with
What it is cause it is what it is
Don’t ask me, don’t tell me
What it is cause it is what it is
Don’t push me, don’t kill me
What it is cause it is what it is
Don’t run from where you come from
Cause it is what it is
And I
And I

But it is what it is
You don’t know how to live with what it is
But it is what it is
It may seem impossible
But I will embrace who I really am
If it’s a son of a bitch or a terrified kid
Then that’s what it is

Frigg’s Day Mood.

A Perfect Circle – TalkTalk. I want that Octoheart.

You’re waiting (you’re waiting …)
On miracles (on miracles …)
We’re bleeding out (bleeding out …)

Thoughts (thoughts …)
And prayers (prayers …)
Adorable (crisis …)
Like cake in a crisis (in a crisis …)
We’re bleeding out (bleeding out …)

While you deliberate
Bodies accumulate

Sit and talk like jesus
Try walkin’ like jesus
Sit and talk like jesus
Talk like jesus
Talk talk talk talk
Get the fuck out of my way

Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Don’t be the problem, be the solution
Problem, problem, problem, problem

Tiw’s Day Mood.

Stone Sour – Bother.

Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater

You don’t need to bother, I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won’t let go til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason, my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don’t need to bother, I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won’t let go til it bleeds

Wish I’d died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten with its memories
Diaries left with cryptic entries

And you don’t need to bother, I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on, I won’t let go til it bleeds

You don’t need to bother, I don’t need to be
I’ll keep on slipping farther
But once I hold on
I’ll never live down my deceit