| My Life in Lyrical Grace.... |
[Oct. 15th, 2005|06:04 am] |
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| | Let Go | ] | Drink up baby down Are you in or are you out? Leave your things behind 'Cause it's all going off without you Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy these mishaps You bubble-wrap When you've no idea what you're like
So, let go, let go Jump in Oh well, what you waiting for? It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown So, let go, yeah, let go Just get in Oh, it's so amazing here It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
It gains the more it gives And then it rises with the fall So, hand me that remote Can't you see that all that stuff's a side show? Such boundless pleasure We've no time for later Now you can't await Your own arrival We've twenty seconds to comply
So, let go, let go Jump in Oh well, what you waiting for? It's al right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown So, let go, yeah, let go Just get in Oh, it's so amazing here It's all right 'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown |
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[May. 18th, 2005|01:16 pm] |
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| | the music in my head | ] | THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: 001.Josh 002. Pyro 003. Juggalo
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD: 001. pyro8704 002. musicman8704 003. ive only had two screen names… sad huh?
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: 001. my hair 002. my nipple ring 003. my penis
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: 001. my face 002. my stomach 003. my legs
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: 001. German (im fullblooded german) 002. 003.
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: 001. being alone 002. spiders 003. the fact that I might just actually possibly be alone in this world…
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: 001. Smoking Cigarettes 002. Watching Captain Kangaroo 003. Listening to ICP (or anything psychopathic related)
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW: 001. My pimpin black Jncos 002. Black Wife beater 003. My hatchet man (always)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS [at the moment]: 001. ICP 002. Twiztid 003. ABK
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS [at the moment]: 001. “Homie to smoke with” –Violent J –Wizard of the hood 002. “It rains Diamonds” –ICP -The Wraith, Shangri-la 003. “Master of the Flying Guillotine”- Jumpsteady –Master of the Flying Guillotine
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: 001. trust 002. a desire to be with one another 003.good sex
TWO TRUTHS & A LIE [in no particular order]: 001. I’m a good Christian Boy. 002. I am a bad person. 003. I am a Sex God.
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE SAME SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: 001. face 002. hair 003. eyes (its all about the eyes)
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES: 001. stabin folk with my hobo knife 002. smokin 003. hangin out with all my other Juggalo homies
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: 001. have sex 002. Smoke 003. Listen to Wizard of the Hood.
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING: 001. Air Force 002. Mc Donalds!!! 003. Condom Tester.
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION: 001. Germany 002. Ireland 003. Alaska (only during the winter solstice)
THREE KID'S NAMES: 001. Chair 002. Meghan 003. Maximus Desimus Meridious
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: 001. Tell my “Father” what I really think. 002. Be loved. 003. Become a good guitar player and actually join a good band
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY: 001. I love to hit that neden 002. I love to show off.. 003. Im an asshole.
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL: 001. I put on makeup sometimes. (lol, I had to keep this one the same) 002. I show my emotions too much 003. I can tend to be feminine.
THREE CELEB CRUSHES: 001. Lindsey Lohan (I just want to fuck her and run…lol…) 002. Jennifer Connaly 003. Bam Margera (had to keep that one too.)
THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ: 001. Casper 002. The Incredible Hulk 003. that guy over there. *points* |
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[Mar. 4th, 2005|09:56 am] |
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| | Mosh | ] | "Strap him with a AK-47, let him go fight his own war Let him impress daddy that way" -eminem, Mosh
I heard that, laughed, and had to post it. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2005|11:07 am] |
 Your Miroku! all that matters in life is who is going to be your next boyfriend/girlfriend and where to take him/her next. Not to worry though, because you are bright and you do your school work. And hey, you even have a fan club!
What Inuyasha Character are you? brought to you by Quizilla |
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| One of those annoying quizes. |
[Feb. 23rd, 2005|10:55 am] |
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| | People talking in EAST | ] |
 You're Gothic. Alone, cold, and distant, you're typically the social outcast. You often find yourself in a crowd full of people, while being the lonliest person in the world, wanting something more from life. Besides that, you're a damn creative person, and you're always drowning in your next "project." You're life may seem dark and gloomy, with out much detail, but in reality, it is quite the opposite. You choose to keep your life rich by burying you head in books that require thinking, and writing people that confuses the common folk. The world is a cold place--And you understand that to the fullest.
Punk or Gothic? brought to you by Quizilla
I like the picture.
-J |
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[Feb. 14th, 2005|08:16 pm] |
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| | Nothing | ] | Ah. The one most depressing day of the whole fucking year. woohoo. So excited. Thats all I have to say about that.
-Josh |
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| Realy, I'm ok, I promise... |
[Feb. 8th, 2005|11:51 pm] |
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| | Okay... | ] |
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| | My Chemical Romance- Im not okay | ] | "I'm Not Okay (I Promise)"
Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say. I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way. For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took, Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay I'm not okay I'm not okay You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? (I'm not okay) I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means (I'm not okay) To be a joke and look, another line without a hook I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay I'm not okay I'm not okay You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks The photographs your boyfriend took You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayed
I'm okay I'm okay! I'm okay, now (I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me Because I'm telling you the truth I mean this, I'm okay! (Trust Me)
I'm not okay I'm not okay Well, I'm not okay I'm not o-fucking-kay I'm not okay I'm not okay (Okay) |
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[Jan. 29th, 2005|03:23 pm] |
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| | fall to pieces- velvet revolver | ] | "Vermillion, Pt. 2"
She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame. All the torment and the pain Leaked through and covered me I'd do anything to have her to myself Just to have her for myself Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
She is everything to me The unrequited dream A song that no one sings The unattainable, Shes a myth that I have to believe in All I need to make it real is one more reason I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me
A catch in my throat choke Torn into pieces I won't, nO! I don't wanna be this...
But I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me
She isn't real I can't make her real She isn't real I can't make her real
This is a great song. Yep. -Josh |
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| Yet Another Song from the Mind of Me. |
[Jan. 19th, 2005|10:05 pm] |
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| | creative | ] |
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| | Rock N Roll Nigger- Manson | ] | This is my latest song, I want feedback!
Fallen Angel
Like a fly, I'll hold you down and rip off your wings,
Looking down on you from above, your mutulated, desocrated, violated, Rotting Corpse(Deep scream follows)
Rot and Burn, like all the of rest, Ill rip your heart straight out of your chest, Rot and Burn, this hell is my nest, Repention (repeat x2)
As you lie so helpless on the cross, I lift you up to me, to look into your eyes, "Where were you when I "needed" you?" (pause, break into morbid laughter, speed tempo)
I Never needed you! (repeat x3) I'll beat you with your own wings You destroyed my life, now I'll destroy you. BURN!!!
Rot and Burn, like all of the rest, Ill rip your heart straight out of your chest, Rot and Burn, this hell is my nest, Repention (repeat and fade out)
Thats it, I want comments. (Im only adding the songs I think are worth a shit, I have more, if your intrested, let me know and I'll send you the rest).
-Josh ~*The All-American Antichrist*~ |
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| I fall from grace when I attempt to stand. |
[Jan. 18th, 2005|11:38 pm] |
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| | artistic | ] |
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| | Conan O' Brian on T.V. | ] | If you read my last entry, you already know that I am the new lead vocals for the band Deafening Silence. Ive decided to write some songs, and I thought I would post them on LJ to get some comments. (props to keter for the insperation)
Where is God?
I see a girl made of plastic, living her life as she may, the seams of her sould beginning to tear and fray,
She pushes the pins into her eyes to stop the tears, no love, nothing left but fear, Where is God?(repeat x4)
Alone in her room, she sits, questioning her past judgement, her self infliction, her lies. "Will I ever be right, loved, accepted?", she thinks these thoughts as she cries.
She pushes the pins into her eyes to stop the tears, no love, nothing left but fear, Where is God?(repeat x4)
Her time is nigh, she has decided, the tourture stops here, as she places the blade across her fragile wrist, she mudders one word.........WHY?
She pushes the pins into her eyes to stop the tears, no love, nothing left but fear, Where is God? (repeat out)
Thats it. Everyone, send me comments of what you thought. If you liked it, awesome, if not, eat shit and die, its not for you to like or dislike, its for the music, bitch.
-Josh ~*The All American Anti-Christ*~ |
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| WHO LIKES PORN!!! |
[Jan. 18th, 2005|10:45 am] |
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| | drained | ] |
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| | People in East talking about the perverted teacher. | ] | Sup bitchs and hoes.
I dont update this bitch much anymore, but thats ok, I dont have much to talk about these days, although....
I am the lead singer of a new band "Deafening Silence" composed of myself(lead vocals), Anthony Freeman(gutair), Scotty Hawkins(gutair(bass)), and Kevin Raley(Drums). Together we form the band of likes of which has never been seen, but we dont call ourselves Tenacious D. HAHA. Enough of this shit, Im done.
P.S. Our latest song is called "Who Likes Porn"
Enjoy.
FUCK YOU ALL, EAT SHIT AND DIE, YOU FAT BASTARDS!!
-Josh ~*The American Anti-Christ*~ |
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| Theres no need for conversation |
[Jan. 4th, 2005|05:46 pm] |
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| | Burnung Bright | ] | I feel like there is no need for conversation Some questions are better left without a reason And I would rather reveal myself than my situation Now and then I consider, my hesitation The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright
I wonder if the things I did were just to be different To spare myself of the constant shame of my existence And I would surely redeem myself in my desperation Here and now I'll express, my situation
The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright
The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright
There's nothing ever wrong but nothing's ever right Such a cruel contradiction I know I cross the lines its not easy to define I'm born to indecision There's always something new some path I'm supposed to choose With no particular rhyme or reason
The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright
The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I pretend I'm burning, burning bright |
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| ::Shrugs:: |
[Dec. 21st, 2004|08:08 pm] |
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| | Jet- Look what youve done | ] | Take my photo off the wall If it just won't sing for you 'Cause all that's left has gone away And there's nothing there for you to prove
Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone Oh well, it seems likes such fun Until you lose what you had won
Give me back my point of view 'Cause I just can't think for you I can hardly hear you say What should I do, well you choose
Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone Oh well, it seems likes such fun Until you lose what you had won
Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone A fool of everyone A fool of everyone
Take my photo off the wall If it just won't sing for you 'Cause all that's left has gone away And there's nothing there for you to do
Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone Oh well, it seems likes such fun Until you lose what you had won
Oh, look what you've done You've made a fool of everyone A fool of everyone A fool of everyone |
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[Dec. 14th, 2004|11:37 am] |
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| | People talking in ROTC | ] | In the garden, All of us are the Gods and goddesses of Dust and good intentions.
What we work for Is nothing. Every goal Turns to rust. My Bones shatter and
I fall to pieces. Without my dustpan. Where is god?
-Josh ~*The All-American Antichrist*~ |
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| I know I can be colorful |
[Dec. 4th, 2004|09:59 pm] |
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| | drunk | ] |
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| | steel dragon- stand up | ] | The show is over close the storybook There will be no encore And all the random hands that I have shook Well there reaching for the door I watch their backs as they leave single file But you stood stubborn, cheering all the while
I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortaunte Because I know you'll love me either way
Most were being good for goodness sake But you wouldn't pantomime You are more beautiful when you are awake Than most are in a lifetime Through the haze that is my memory well You stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy
I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortaunte Because I know you'll love me either way
Look ahead as far as you can see We'll live in drama, but we'll die in a comedy
I know I can be colorful I know I can be gray But I know this loser's living fortaunte Because I know you'll love me either way |
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| IM A FUCKING ANGEL BITCH! |
[Nov. 16th, 2004|10:53 am] |
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| | DDR music- 2002 | ] |
 You are a Khaos angel. You are different from all the rest. You are a special breed of angel, prone to suffer in the world that you are in now. No matter how much you try to believe that your not special, you are. There is alot that you want to do in this world. Khaos angels are very dramatic, we tend to have the ability to cheer people up no matter what the mood, and hold in your emotions. You should be proud, Khaos angels are very rare to find in this world of ours... (and yes. you are a completely different type. Hence the name
What Different Kind of Angel are you...? ( Anime-ish pics ) brought to you by Quizilla |
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[Nov. 7th, 2004|12:40 am] |
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| | Shinedown- 45 | ] | tonight was intresting... I went and saw the grudge, it was damn good, the ending sucked ass, but other than that, it was good. I was even scared. It was creepy. I think it was just the sounds it makes. Oh well, anyway, i havent updated in a while, I have my reasons. I dont know whats happening to me, its like this weird feeling keeps flooding into me, and my mouth keeps crooking up like my usual frown, but its dislesic or somthing... lol, Im strange... and Im staring down the barrel of a 45, swimming through the ashes of another life... I love that song. So moving. Makes me want a mentos. Lol. I have not much more to say, and Im rambling already, so Im gonna go. Loves to those who deserve it, Josh
P.S. See. My little goth kid icon has the same problem I do. LOOK AT HIM!!! |
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| I was inspired. |
[Nov. 5th, 2004|10:39 am] |
Yesterday, a poet came to our wonderful* school and spoke to us, well he spoke to them, but somthing really spoke to me. I was inspired so much from his work that I decided to write my own work. Ive written poetry before, but Ive never put a lot of effort into it. I sat and stared at a sheet of paper for close to 2 hours last night before finally coming up with this one. Hope you all like it.
I call it: ME.
Not enough room for stopping the sound of breaking glass and a body dropping
feeling pain feeling joy raining blood destroyed in a flood
alienated without a doubt everyday I put in but I got nothing out
see my hurt see, I'm numb sweatshirt full of gore succumbing to the floor
by myself the choice was made to save or not to save
hear the shell hear the dirt propelled to the end sorted my feelings in a bend
if this is what I choose then let it be living or not I lose
taste my grief taste my smile relieved of time cry for your crime
I want you to cry you went too far I want you to see all of my scars
I want my body to be torn apart so my outside resembles what you did to my heart
this poem wasnt created for anyone, so dont think it was. This poem was just the feeling I felt when my hand started writing. I give my thanks to Clayton Scott for inspiring me to write this, and I thank kenzie for being my friend and such a good poet. Any comments, critizism, and/or death threats can be either commented here on emailed to me.
-Josh |
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