08-26-02 - 8:43 pm
i always try to sort of zoom out on life. its hard for me to grasp that i'm just part of this nebula of lives and agendas and existence. its difficult for me to place myself as part of the big picture. its always been my world and the 'real' world. i'll see a random person walking down the sidewalk and think that they have in essence their own world. Filled with jobs, obligations, hobbies, friends, enemies, struggles, problems, issues, etc. All of which are no where near parallel to my world, even in the same universe. Its just never been tangible for me to not think that I'm Truman and everyone else around me is just an actor or actress playing their role according to a script thats been prewritten, all besides the girl in the sweater who tried to tell me what was happening and had to move to Fiji. I don't guess that made sense if you haven't seen the movie, so perhaps its motivation.
Droppin' smoke in the alley, makin' noise with a
double pump,
Bring your boys turn up at a party with you
doubled up.
Double ridie, double party, hardcore, teenage,
fuckin' bitches major.
Catch me if you can, fuck the law with my dick in
my hand,
We're comin' strong.
Generation triple X, we're all about the weed
smoke and the kinky sex.
Fuck authority! Hit your ass in the head with my
40.
You girls see more of me, after school, you
better run to your car.
Class clown, I already know I'm a star.
Your Children of the Korn was born, from your
porn and twisted ass ways,
now you look amazed.
I'm sitting in a daze, in a purple haze.
You better check my pulse, 'cause nothin' seems
to faze.
Bitch!