There's No Cure

I'm not as angry as you may perceive,

It's just a way to repel moronic entities.

Although I live inside a rage of fire,

I write satirically to fulfil my just desire.

If my heart's an explosive, then my mind would be the fuse,

Light it up and cover, this may stun or, worse, confuse.

My humour may be dark in an opinionated way,

Suffice, I suffer in my world of honesty.

Exercise my efficiency, 

Incessantly provoking innocent morality.

Selfish hurt and feelings first,

Anyone against me will be buried in the dirt.

My Medusa

I'm gutless, your footprints tattooed in my skin and I'm tired,

It's worthless, stuck in a cell and I can't win, so tired.

And suddenly I've nothing left to sacrifice,

My friends, they tell me it's a sin.

Drag my Medusa from her throne, I'm growing sick of this abuse,

My social life encased in stone, authority not her's to use.

I'm sorry, no buckets left of piss for you to take, I can't lie.

So trust me, there's no unwritten rules that I could break, I wouldn't lie.

Advantage in an open door, now I can leave, attempt to live,

You'd think I'd care a little more, but I can't find a fuck to give.

The Line In the Dirt

Good of our health is now at stake,
This battle's keeping me awake.
It's burning up until the end,
I won't be fooled, I won't be led.

I won't entertain your right to disguise,
The blood on your hands, the shoe-sole imprint in the sand.
Mistaking disdain for splitting my sides,
The line in the dirt has now been replaced with the hurt.

The hurt.

The protest falls upon deaf ears,
Won't digest the up and coming tears.
Angelic, thinking of your pride,
Imperfect, we all know how to lie.

[Marc x]

A Non-lyrical Note Regarding the Ideology of My Writing

I thought I should address something which is important to me in terms of how my lyrics are represented and taken.

As I decided to start this blog (apologies for the long delay since the last post, been rather busy) the idea was to simply post each piece individually on their own. Apart from the little 'signature' at the bottom, there would be no other text other than the lyrics themselves. There came a point where I began to second-guess that plan in fear of people 'not getting it' and thinking that I just sat down with a dictionary and randomly slapped together words I thought sounded cool. So, I took it upon myself to type up paragraphs stating exactly what the songs are about at the top of each entry. That was a stupid decision. Now, I'll explain the ideology behind my words and how I'd like them to be viewed for anyone interested.

Everything I write is derived from a certain subject matter. They are creative and artistic representations of personal thoughts, feelings and experiences. The real specifics are worthless to anyone but myself. It is from this that I decided to remove the descriptions of what each piece means and allow the reader/listener to draw their own conclusions and relate the words to their own thoughts, feelings and experiences.

In short, my lyrics mean something in particular to me, but they can mean anything, no matter how different, to you.

Thanks.

[Marc x]