Thursday, 9 February 2012

Tighten Up

Anguish and frustration. How nice. To the song of "Tighten Up" by the Black Keys.




I wanted love, I needed love
Another long day in school. Final test in the morning, Piano in the evening.
Most of all, most of all..
I owe a report and 2 tutorials. Better get them cleared out.
Someone said "True Love" was dead
AND there's Valentines, to which I am quite allergic to. Which coincidentally falls on a prime study period. No guesses on how I will spend it, studying again.
but I'm bound to fall
Yeah, I'm falling, no doubt. To a bunch of components I can crush. Oh, what makes them so tiny and yet so mind boggling at the same time?
Bound to fall for you
And another is the Microprocessor. Looks simple. I regret opening it up to study the programs. 
Oh what can I do?
Nothing. Absolutely Nothing.

Take my badge, but my heart remains
I hope I don't screw up this semester again. I've been trying very hard to do things one at a time, and if that REALLY happens, I don't know what I'll do to punish myself.
Loving you, baby child..
I want a break. Neither does my brain run at 1000 horsepower.
Tighten up on your reigns, you're running wild.
On a good day its 250. If you are very lucky, 500. Sometimes I can't even get it to start up. 
Running wild, it's true.
 *repeat to self: I am a wild spirit* Keep repeating.

Sick for days, so many ways
 There must be something wrong with my head. 
I'm aching now, I'm aching now
1) Large group of text look like a bunch of squiggly lines.
It's times like these, I need relief.
2) I only remember the pictures. Added bonus if they are in color. 
Please show me how, oh show me how..
3) I cannot recall anything I did beyond studying. I can't mentally check off a checklist.
To get right ..
4) I am half awake/half asleep
Yeah it's all the side
Ah yes, we all remember. How to torture yourself by studying/being heartbroken/voluntarily.

When I was young, and moving fast,
On skates, as usual.
Nothing slowed me down, ooh slowed me down.
I fell on the middle of the road. Scraped my knee and nearly twisted my wrist. Yeah, nothing slows me down.
Now I let the others pass
A gut tells me I'm gonna trip again. And land flat on my face and everyone will step on my body, like a bathmat. 
I've come around, oh come around.
I'm still waiting for the timing for that to happen. Once during common test. 
Cause I found.
If you still remember, that is. 


Living just to keep going
I wanna see how far I can go this time.
Going just to be sane.
Enough mental arsenal. A pity I don't have real ones.
All the while I know
I'm still waiting for my hands to bleed for writing too much. Like real that's gonna happen. 
It's such a shame
I don't know just what I can do now.
I don't anekatips need to get steady
For now, Sit back and enjoy.
I know just what to feel.
Telling me to be ready, my dear


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