atmosphere

They love the taste of blood
Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it
Maybe they're as evil as they seem
Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic
"Atmosphere finally made a good record."
Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing
The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this
Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci'
"Get real." they tell me
If only they knew how real this life really gets
They would stop acting like a silly bitch
They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it
Doesn't take much and that's messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch someone's[summers?] Pac-man
Hello ma'am, would you be into restin'
In some sexual positions and emotional investments
See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?"
East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest
Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh
Somebody give me a big yes (YES!)
God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it)
Now I'm too fucked up to dance
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants
You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance
So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!)

In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance

So now I keep a close eye on my pets
Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense
It's eat, sleep, fuck in self defense
So straight you can set your clocks and place bets
Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead
Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said
Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land
With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands
Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL!
Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball
Gotta journey the world in a hurry
Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury
Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city
But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em
Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty
But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium

In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester
Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper
You see me move back and forth between both
I'm trying to find a balance
I'm trying to build a balance

I gotta find my balance
I gotta find my balance

Now all my friends are famous
It's either one thing or another
They all don't know what my name is
Probably know both of my brothers
The one is a hard workin' savior
The other's a hard workin' soldier
I'm just your next door neighbor
Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober
You wait for the car at the corner
Pretend like you know what the pot is
Won't quit till I hit California
And make you my Golden State goddess

the lyrics to trying to find a balance by atmosphere. its a sick song, and he's a sick artist.

I'm still in the USA. I'm back in a few days, in time for results. Good luck my friends. We may not all survive this. If anyone needs help making last minute arrangements then i can help.

yummyjobs.com

we can all go work in disney world florida for a few months.

Butyeah, that song is kind of truthful, cos i am trying to find a balance. I'm not sure whats ahead, and so i need to steady my ship. Im in uncharted waters and i've got a feeling that shits about to go down. The seas currently a little choppy, and its clouding over. The question is, is it light english rain, or is it a south east asian typhoon?
Shit.
But yeah, if its not good, then im guilty as charged. Its me who did the exams, no one else. Its my fault if they go wrong. Except for pre-u maths. That was fucking ridiculous and if i dont get my predicted grade im gonna go smash up some windows at the uni. My mother is ok with this.
ha.

suck it cambridge.

I havent been to the gym for 3 weeks, ive lost about 3 pounds of muscle. I feel weak. my guns have shrunk. I've gone from p490's to glocks. One day, i will have the ak-47 body that i want. one day.
But whilst we've been in american i've seen some proper sites, whether it be a guy who looks exactly like the bloke off the hollister bag or a bloke who had the perfect 12 pack, and great pecks to match. Ive also seen a woman so fat, that when she sat down on a bench, her ass hung over both sides. We have a scale in our family called the 'fat-pass' scale. 1 is 'chubby'. 10 is 'call the japanese whaling fleet, this one's a big one'. Thats basically it. I've seen several 7's and 8's this month. The best has been a kid who was an 8 in its own right wearing a t-shirt with the cookie monster on it. I nearly died of laughter.

haha, im such a bastard. i used to be the fat kid, but i lost the weight. And now im putting back on the other way.

The other thing i've ralised this holiday is that breakfast is an overrated meal. it isn't really necessary, not is it that healthy for you. Chucking 400 calories into you're body for no reason. doesnt make much sense to me. Still, what do i know? late night meals on the other hand are usually alright.

Anyway, yeah, i'd just like to say well done to Andy Murray, who will from now on be called 'the Muzz', he's a set up against roger federer in the rogers cup final in toronto. good job andy.
Also well done Liverpool for their 1-1 draw with arsenal. Unlucky pepe, you couldnt have done anything about their goal. You're a great servant to the club, and in my opinion the best goalie in the world.
Also well done to the GB swimming team for kicking some ass in the swimming euros.
And good luck to England for the cricket next week, and to liverpool for their europa league game on thursday against trab -something turkish - or

But yeah, i'm a jester, treat me like a god, or treat me like a leper.
I'm gonna be in rome 2 weeks today. Can't wait. SPQR is the only group i'll ever follow. I've seen a bloke this week with an SPQR tattoo. Im jealous of him. I will probably get one at uni. I was sort of hoping that either one of my family would die or something big happened in my life so i could get one. I've probably already said this, but in the style of jim Brass, if i ever get shot or stabbed i'll get the date tattooed underneath it to remind me of how lucky i am.

Anyway, valete amigos meos.

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