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  • Jacks Mannequin - I'm Ready

    by GetUpKids7 on July 25, 2005
    I come undone, oh yes, I do Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you And every word you say, say something sweet Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth As I'm finding the words... you're getting away I am aware, I've been misled I disconnect my heart, my head Don't wanna recognize when things go bad The things that you'll accept Except that I am finding the words... to say
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  • July 16, 2005

    by GetUpKids7 on July 16, 2005
    But I miss who you used to be without cause people 'disapear right ---> before my eyes ;; did they speak the truth or were their words disposable... my heart is bleeding youve caused me so much pain GO AHEAD LEAVE YOU''RE NOT WORTH iT heartache is all that I know heartache I 'embrace now it's all I have left in the years I''ve invested thoughtless human _____ shut-your-mouth you broke my heart ; you've turned your back on all we've been through, the times we've shared I don't miss you I miss who you used to be -Across Five Aprils
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  • tbs

    by GetUpKids7 on July 16, 2005
    you're a touch over-rated, you're a lush, and i hate it..
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  • aar-dance inside

    by GetUpKids7 on July 13, 2005
    you don't have to move, you don't have to speak lips for biting. you're staring me down, a glance makes me weak eyes for striking now im twisting up when i'm twisted with you brush so lightly and time trickles down, and i'm breathing for two squeeze so tightly.
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  • all american rejects- straightjacket feeling

    by GetUpKids7 on July 13, 2005
    Yesterday was over Today I'm fine without you Runaway this time without you And all I ever thought you'd be That face is tearing holes in me again but today I'm fine without you Runaway this time without you And all the things you put me through I'm holding on by letting go of you
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  • all american rejects- dirty little secret

    by GetUpKids7 on July 13, 2005
    I'll keep you my dirty little secret (Dirty little secret) Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
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  • day at the fair- this is why we dont have nice thi

    by GetUpKids7 on July 03, 2005
    I guess it's where we have to let it end, It seems our best intentions came up short on us again, Can you see the sunset from your highway? And can you leave those plans for us behind? **Cause broken hearts they mend, To fall in love again, You won't see me breaking,**
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  • day at the fair- and my names dignan, so what?

    by GetUpKids7 on July 03, 2005
    I'm in the good life now, I see myself, Smiling bigger and wider than you ever knew how, I'm in the good life now, All by myself, Getting better with every regret I allow, I guess it's where the time begins, When you get drunk and call again, And I can't sit here listening to how bad you want to pave the way,
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  • Day at the fair- kira doesn't care about anything.

    by GetUpKids7 on July 03, 2005
    We drove down Reseda, in the car as I drove you home, listened to love songs on the radio, I bought all those records, just so I'll remember you, in the arms of someone new Tell me that you felt it too, tell me that you felt it too It's nights like this I feel alive, when every sentence we make is a promise, holding arms up to this sky, like every breath that we're taking is perfect And I've lived out my whole life, to feel the way I did that night These arms are so open tonight
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  • Day at the fair-eastern homes and western hearts

    by GetUpKids7 on July 03, 2005
    Cause this is for dreaming, This is for leaving, This is you picking up the pieces when I'm gone, **This is to drinking, This is to living, This is to packing up my shit and moving on, I'm moving on,*** I've been dreaming of lying down naked next to you, Under stars on a blanket under the Los Angeles moon, As we sit with our thoughts and watch the planes fly by, It's nights like this that I look at you, I was born to be alive,
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