Domestic Silence

Let me introduce a recluse with his neck in a noose that went loose a he slipped out
He didn’t have a clue what to do with his new lease of life it was a lease he never took out
Ya see
He’d never really had a grip on life
Never had a family, no kids, no wife
No real friends, no social life
His life was a concise silent night

At the factory, in fact he kept himself to himself
His existence was distanced from everyone else
He didn’t interact with the pack, never had done
He didn’t feel the need to impede on their sanctum

And they didn’t impede on his
If they ever needed anything they’d leave a list
After a while in that place he didn’t seem to exist
And that didn’t seem strange, it just is what it is

Sometimes he’d find a whole week had passed
Since he last took a gasp and words were cast
On his days off he’d wonder if he’d gone deaf
As he drifted in silence, no noise no mess

He used to have the radio playing in his hall
But that stopped when the broadcast stopped being so broad
He didn’t like TV so he got rid of it
He liked to read books and sit for the hell of it

So that was his life, didn’t seem that bad
But he still chose to take his own life i his hands
Still chose to kick that chair from his feet
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat
Ctrl Alt Delete, Restart Repeat
Silence can be golden but gold can sometimes suffocate
Like that girl in that James Bond film, too late to respirate
Tragedy can be plain to see with lights and sirens
But sometimes it ain’t quite so clear, Domestic Silence

Unspoken, so much goes unspoken
Till you’re choking on a fragile glass heart smashed open
With this near miss his eyes would either open
Or sink deeper down into a silence never broken

Forsaken isolation and silence all around you
It’ll drag you to the deeper water and it WILL drown you
He returned to work the very next day
Lucks intervention got no mention, nothing new to say
But then out of nowhere everything changed
When a voice said “Hi there, how are you today?”
Six simple words, seven simple syllables
It doesn’t always take grand gestures or miracles

When in hell a hiding place can seem grace and free from pain
But umbrellas keep sunshine out as well as rain
He declared all the fears that his silence had been masking
And said “yeah I’m good. Thanks for asking”
Silence can be golden but gold can sometimes suffocate
Like that girl in that James Bond film, too late to respirate
Tragedy can be plain to see with lights and sirens
But sometimes it ain’t quite so clear, Domestic Silence

END OF THE WORLD??!!!?

So an american has declared today to be “the end of the world” and of course the crazy people believe it… But on the upside people have taken this chance to dress up in fancy dress through out london and fair play to them. But if it is the end of the world and I missed out on the fancy dress shenanigans I’m going to be pissed off. Or even a flash mob would of been funny, o well I’m going to drink my sorrows away haha

Whiskey: making life tolerable…

stuck at a family party and I’m the only teen…. But then j.d and coke appears, I’m in heaven!!!!!! So to recap whiskey and mini donuts= happy adam

pack-a-punch machines on call of duty zombies, are fooking evil… 
“it took my fooking pistol!” “wtf what do you mean it took your pist…. TROLOLOLOL” 

luckily most Japanese schools had a Lapris bus as well, hence why in most of the schools affected by the tsunami noone got hurt XD (ps this is not hate on japan, i love japan and the stuff their going though is heartbreaking to see and hear about. so help out and donate money to help them)

(via lazloves)

That time of year again..

so its the voting season.. we all know what this mean, no one gives a shit :) but this time we’re voting for av, big bore and again no one cares. For all of you now goin wtf is av this should explain it… fptp is how we currently vote in the UK

My Syncopation: America

that-drummer-kid:

I get it you think you’ve had a victory because an Islamic extremist leader has finally died, but are the street parties necessary?
Celebrating a mans death is not how you show that you are above these people.
By killing this man you have brought momentary peace. The key word is momentary, so yes,…

After a long think, I have decided that Gemma Ann Merna is a goddess, and I think I may actually die if she did as little as touch my hand… Pwoar, just pwoar,