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letra de time travel - jonathan twilley

time travel
should a corporate value be placed on anything..
hide me amongst these labels..
could we remember together as a race..
just inherited memories..
tind me amongst these angels..
could we ask for help like tying a shoe lace of fractals..
shine these drudges; these tables….time..
time me; lapse my hearts unsteady hurt..
heal me please; i sacriice my soul..
but oh to all the savage curse..
again it’s for mankind these words..
encoded i speak straight to the minds… minds..
minds my my ; is earth at war, sickness..
chose this body to come and warn all.. warning all..
all i beseach terror, demons..
warn all for i have no conflict of interest..
shaken in consistant vertigo acachic records.. laugh..
experience harmonies effort ofcourse..
the words become so sinful..
would one recognize truth as it p-ssed..
life sure does feel like death.. this time this time..
i have to say push forward..
it was nice while it lasted..
and why because i can’t handle this hurt anymore..
once i was an innocent child..
so somehow and ever.. and ever..
and ever love struck..
hold me up with my head bowed..
in sarrow i’m shy; frown around every town..
you just make my heart soar.. oh girl..
swirl the world glows your pearlz..
eyes of stillness like a beauty murdle..
hurdle; you win that wasn’t a word..
irony’s in these watery eyes ya see.. we flee these times..
these binds, these grinds, these finds..
what the h-ll was i doing..
forgetting what feelings really were..
i forget the people around, we are crazy..
if lifes eternal.. then look me in the eyes..
don’t look so quick to the pavement..
when i stair you all seem so cold..
just nevermind i’d rather jump in front a moving train than..
look you in the eyes when..
your dead inside.. so dead inside..
so dead inside it seems normal..
were all very lost souls..
this time i just frown down upon jestures..
for having been so vague to my hearts motives..
ok yea… when things seem strange..
their really strange yes..
but you see i’ve lost and i’ve lived..
and these things around for some reason..
and i’ selfish to say but you see..
that’s just a test because i was gone..
i was gone.. i was gone…
i was gone before we started dreaming..
all these crazy things we saw it was such a curtailed try you see..
you see.. you see, so get off here..
it’s the edge of realitiy so stary eyed.. always cried.. always cried..
i always cried so you wouldn’t have excuses..
nevermind the trajectory of all these times.. the stars tied..
the stars tied my every gut move..
for every intuition hoping you felt the same inside..
like a cold tide inside.. a cold tide inside.. a cold tide inside..
driving me dark as a star child.. oh stary eyed..
how much can i lie to myself before.. im gone in the head
shame or fame..
i love the things i miss the most.. so somedays.. somedays..
the sweet melody’s i heard so young..
once again become obsession..
deprive my soul of your words..
leave these cities spoken sparce..
like anyone gave me this mind..
let it come antother time; now i’m sad.. it comes when i care..
because i care.. talking to you is like flying..
i suppose it’s always that way..
so cheers.. please don’t make it so obvious anyways..
it’s too late anyways..
what i know after twenty-six years is p-sserbys..
you get what you get so..
by gones with by gones take care and..
peeps are always for some reason -sses..
-ssh0l-s universal..
sit down for my ride; my cries..
every day is my last.. no deceptive trances intended..
also cheez.. lifes geets short..
buzz off if you got a hair up your..
donkey whatever just live like a buddah..
i love the things i miss the most..
push to shove, grab a shovel..
start digging love for a change..
vampires, succubus, thieves, vac-mes, ahh…
what the h-ll.. where do all these silly words seek to be placed after..
stealing every inkle of happiness..
from my already blank stairs of hatred.. bullies.. bullies.. bullies..
what has intrinsicism come to..
what is wrong with us all.. wake up..think.. wheres our minds..
pleasure seeking is a balance.. boo.. loyalty..true loyalty..
true love.. serenity.. peace.. what’s srong with you all..
i mean where are your hearts..
skipping beats, tripping on the inside out.. almost can’t take what …
im seeing social media.. driving me mad.. wealth or corrupt..
bla bla f-ck what betsy sue.. jill d-ld- scored there friday scene..
take this little mental trip before the ground starts to shake..
their brains are bbaked.. perhaps i’m the bad one laughing intensely..
yeah i’m weak but what good are milions..
billions, trillions of angry words, sayings, qoutes, obsenities, intuitions..
jestures, ever interim this mind im sad and..
broken as a man, i’ve had it all so yeah..
see even if disguised in napoleon acting ever slight as jesus..
with the drive of crowley…
where’s my middle were everyone can..
just like or love me for me and let..
me lie shhhh!.. bipolarity is sad.. schizophrenia is g*nius..
g*nius is m-ss information..nothing has to rhyme..
always at work on time.. and one day a pension blind..
at this rate socialism, government fines..
thought about suicide time after time
where’s the rope? where’s benjamins kite?
will i ever find my way? hmmmm
you say and i’m always praying anyways..
seems kinda silly but it’s just..
it’s just like the old days…
crying next to my parents door at 3. a.m
wondering about the world..
wondering about girls..
wondering what time would be like..
in the future.. the future.. about true love..
i had a stupid idea that perhaps…
one day i would take a woman even more..
ein vater und standerhhatiown heiber..
wishing certain folks would drop dead..
i don’t even hand my head..
yea, not the one who screwed up..
for sure the one who miserably failed..
i hope they know i’m p-ssed..
oh huh huh oh..
i hope they really don’t know..
i’m straying there way un-cowardly
these books so emotion-filled
these marks of fate, they scare me..
i’m not feeling friendly..
shhhhhhhhhhh utt your..
huge beautiful eyes girl..
because really really sometimes..
i just couldn’t go back in time again..
ten years no fears, just don’t wana hurt..
all these memories flood’ don’t ruin me..
shhuuuuuutt the parallel door..
in flames, it’s a shame, a mockery sham..
if your in the elite hope your for peace..
if your obtrusively conspicious then bye!..
but the corporate sector plays dirty anyways..
scary night lights obligitory spinning darkness..
let the times go.. mend our souls..
hope for good; let evil take on rott..
theres nothing stranger than demons dying..
you see a narcon vision in their tie’s..
greedy greedy greedy makes em…
kinda six feed down… not me..
speedy speedy speedy as for i..
lost with stars in my eyes replaying..
a cold blooded scene over and over in..
this mind.. where the world..
headed to turn a shy boy into darkness..
walking?.. i blame bitterness and..
-ss-ssination of character.. yeah..
…war.. but the obsenities and curses..
go deeper than.. you could say i’ve…
grown out of my childhood phase..
one could say i don’t want to tell..
here goes nothing…
i’m a bad person at times..
i’ve cost the world a deal of hurt..
a man is a man of promise and prestige..
rico is a very famous law..
leave my calling card.. a real woman..
has self respect.. no one will ever touch me..
no one will ever touch anyone here..
this dimension, this time, this barrier..
love is deeper than caring..
this spirit subsides deeper than soul..
my remarks don’t come cheap..
i’m not a man of church..
i’m not a man of false idols..
all i see is darkness and demons come to wake..
i sacrificed my soul to the heavens..
long ago… when i met good..
long ago young, innocent..
when s-x, cars, money, drugs, politics…..
did not impede this aversion of distasteful reality..
it seemed right to make a pact as a child..
no bebe i haven’t forgotten who i am..
shouldn’t life be mystical and colored..
moths of vibrant innocent wiggly..
shame on me for doubting love’s good humor..
love’s empirical humor you see i fall, i fall… i fall .. i fall always…
as a secret can we just pretend things are…
perfect as they come … as they go bebe..
oh justify love is all..
many will get hurt; i’ll come to help all …..
as a star child, rest my soul to be..
theirs plenty of me but i still hurt..
i still long for after breaking down..
often wondering who i am… two a.m….. who i am ya see…
all this time between us talking and we…
never even touched yet through…
touched in the night glistening..
one night walking texting talking..
faintly remember your cute voice..
yet all the stars aligned so tight..
did though come to realize the aliens..
in my mind weren’t just keeping time..
the lamps change dampening..
my frowns always stayed the same..
somehow i always kept an anger and i just..
i just.. i just…. just couldn’t…
ever look at another woman with a ..
bent face in ew of awe of uhhh…
it seemed orever but something changed…
i miss talking too but im me and you…
i love you.. as you were… hoping in some…
form of shyness i could get through.. wishing..
i could get everything and all my old friends..
back to life..you always made my heart warmer..
than any of them anyways. and yea craze craze..
crave crave seems to me like i’m losing control..
could it be your eyes beaming into my soul like a concentration..
radiation.. can i just feel anything girl i wanna feel everything that’s complete..
i’m addicted to this mess, this mess..
flash me.. starve me..
fl1cker my ways.. whisper in my ear the..
worlds secrets.. tell me the weathers..
going backwards.. file your motion..
sentence me to your prison..
bankrupt my situation, i want your presence..
in my hearing.. i’d like to file a ..
motion in all the commotion girl..
all the insults, manipulate my verdict..
i’ll flashforward my misfortune straight..
as your number one plaintiff bebe..
i file a motion to present this dreamy eyed..
man child; throw out the doorbell ditchers..
these things girl.. i’m just a guy..
a veteran, musician, lyracist..
emperialist whom has large intuitions…
does this seem weird? it’s me…..
i mean i love you and i’ve had a rough few years so i dedicate these writings to you! you see honestly no matter how………………
hard i rush i can’t..
go back in time, can’t change..
these tears, the hearts i’ve broken…
the laws i walked over and under…
addictions, obsessions, instincts that kept me alive. why am i here?
the only reason i can guess is to tell horrar stories..
i blacked out numerous times from truamatization…
not a day goes by without suicidal tension..
these blocked memories destroy me..
because they stole with them my…
loving intuition, that new car smell..
now and again my heart races..
a good memory…
a fun conversation…
a rich prowl…
why me often i ask.. yeah yeah..
nah i’m not that lame…
the sacred choice is my profession..
i’m hacked, tracked, my friends are usually scams or sc-m with false intent..
i try to be honest like a puppy yep..
no victemization, no over glorification, no hiding my soft side..
just me and my name for the mesmorization of natural beauty…

- jonathan twilley

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