SocraSational

So, I posted these lyrics a while ago and finally have an update! Here's the whole shebang

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Socrates was never made a fool, even when he died

As the poison took a hold inside, we were made the fool

Pay the debt, pay it fast, don't you hold the lie

Death is coming can you last or are you gonna cry

We always fail to heed the voice inside, crying out our names

Forever say that we will not be tamed, blaming all in pride

Long we be the child running entertaining Cain

Death is coming can we last or are we gonna cry

We live through our years, we cry in our fears, we're never clear about what we hold dear

A century is all that we're given, all of us driven, unique we think that we ought be forgiven

Nigh is the time to learn a lesson or two, stand from your pew and stop pretending you knew

That every generation sows the seeds of our fathers, we're headlong to a cliff that we're destined avoir

Socrates was never made a fool, even when he died

As the poison took a hold inside, we were made the fool

Pay the debt, pay it fast, don't you hold the lie

Death is coming can you last or are you gonna cry

We always fail to heed the voice inside, crying out our names

Forever say that we will not be tamed, blaming all in pride

Long we be the child running entertaining Cain

Death is coming can we last or are we gonna cry

Nigh is the time of your discontent, your sycophantic precepts misrepresent laments

You say that you care, but you just sit and stare, excuses stumble our of you for all the world to bear

Even Thrasymachus advocate for thoughts among us served to set us up the truth however hard he tried to boost

His own ideals became the message he revealed, one that resonates, reverberates and guarantees fear

"Why give it up, when you can have it all?" The salesmen says as he addresses your balls

Just sign the dotted line and you'll be dining with swine, forever always swearing, "I just wanted to shine!"

Socrates was never made a fool, even when he died

As the poison took a hold inside, we were made the fool

Pay the debt, pay it fast, don't you hold the lie

Death is coming can you last or are you gonna cry

We always fail to heed the voice inside, crying out our names

Forever say that we will not be tamed, blaming all in pride

Long we be the child running entertaining Cain

Death is coming can we last or are we gonna cry

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Changed the Blog Player

I changed my blog player so as to further promote Pissing Graffiti. I'm going to be focusing mainly on PG and another project with Lauren ( as yet to be posted ) so I thought it smart. Maybe smarter would a combination of the two! GASP!

cool, the band

Well, me Henry Toland, and I believe Stephen Garza are going to be starting a group. A supergroup. A megalomanical dominant aural transfixtion of perfection.

You're gonna need to bring extra socks

myspace.com/pissinggraffiti

Have you ever seen the movie "Knowing"

I just did this morning. If you haven't seen it, I'm about to ruin it for you, so go watch it (as it's worth it - the budget only allowed for Cage so the others actors aren't that good but..) and then read this.

Anywho, in the end of the movie, when everybody in the world is dying I got to thinking about how easy a death that would be for Cage's character. It's like knowing that you're death is inconsequential and that you are part of the slime that is eroding away the beauty of God's green earth. If I were to come to that conclusion (with the help of the massive space ship full of angelic mouth-flashlight people) I would feel like I *needed* to die. Especially knowing that my kid would be repopulating everything.

That got me to thinking - if dying via immolation would be a freeing experience (that's the best way I could describe what I would feel like in his imaginary position) then you could really turn any form of dying into the same. I mean... he *knew* that's what was going to happen but really knowing something is arbitrary. Even in science, when you know something, it's usually more accurate that you know something that makes sense at your present level of understanding, which will probably, in about 50 years, be wrong (who's waiting for the CERN!?!). But we *don't* know what will happen after. We don't know if Jesus will come back looking like Siddhartha or 50,000 years from now we'll be beings of light light the aliens in Knowing. We just have faith. Faith in what will happen after we die, like it's the beginning of a new journey, or it's where we get to hang out with God; or faith that nothing will happen. So why not have faith in something that will make you happy? I feel I'm failing to properly articulate this idea in my head but... maybe someone else can chime in

I'm finally going to get to show you

Some of my more recent tracks. Come end of July I'm going to head down to record some vocals with Henry in Deland where my old roommate David Plakon has landed a job as Assistant Producer to Frankie Biggs. He'll be out of town so David will be helping me get some good vocals down. So hopefully I'll get 2-3 tracks done. More if I can get my broken Macbook pro back from apple soon, much less if I can't.

I iz 'cited!