<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:10:16.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holocaust</title><subtitle type='html'>d all-alternative-LYRIC blog ...(lolz, juz so ukno')</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112344417822618980</id><published>2005-08-05T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:56:14.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mah sacrifice  ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/9ab41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/9ab41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;d creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hello my friend, we meet again&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile, where should we begin?&lt;br /&gt;Feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart are memories&lt;br /&gt;Of perfect love that you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When you are with me, I'm free&lt;br /&gt;I'm careless, I believe&lt;br /&gt;Above all the others we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;This brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We've seen our share of ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Oh how quickly life can turn around&lt;br /&gt;In an instant&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to reunite&lt;br /&gt;Within yourself and within your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let's find peace there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When you are with me, I'm free&lt;br /&gt;I'm careless, I believe&lt;br /&gt;Above all the others we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;This brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just want to say hello again&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When you are with me I'm free&lt;br /&gt;I'm careless, I believe&lt;br /&gt;Above all the others we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;This brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you are with me I am free&lt;br /&gt;I'm careless, I believe&lt;br /&gt;Above all the others we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;This brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice, My sacrifice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just want to say hello again&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;..MAH SACRIFICE ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112344417822618980?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112344417822618980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112344417822618980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/08/mah-sacrifice.html' title='mah sacrifice  ...'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112344167215934321</id><published>2005-08-01T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:17:32.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMASHING PUMPKINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/bots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/bots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Day I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Can't live for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's much too long&lt;br /&gt;I'll burn my eyes out&lt;br /&gt;Before I get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wanted more&lt;br /&gt;Than life could ever grant me&lt;br /&gt;Bored by the chore&lt;br /&gt;Of saving face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Day I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I might not have that long&lt;br /&gt;I'll tear my heart out&lt;br /&gt;Before I get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pink ribbon scars&lt;br /&gt;That never forget&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To cleanse these regrets&lt;br /&gt;My angel wings&lt;br /&gt;Were bruised and restrained&lt;br /&gt;My belly stings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is&lt;br /&gt;Today is&lt;br /&gt;Today is&lt;br /&gt;The greatest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2day is d greatest day that i have ever really known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112344167215934321?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112344167215934321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112344167215934321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/08/smashing-pumpkins.html' title='SMASHING PUMPKINS'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112164405311349529</id><published>2005-07-17T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T17:14:48.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>h i G H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/capricorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/capricorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;lighthouse family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;..when ur close 2 tears remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;someday itll all b over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 day were gonna get so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;though its darker than dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;wuts ahead is a diffrnt colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 day were gonna get so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HIGH ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.. n at d end of d day remember d days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;when we were close 2 d end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;n wonder how we made it through d night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;at d end of d day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;remember d  way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;we stayed so close 2 d end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;well remember it was me n u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cuz we r gonna b 4evah U n me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;4ever u n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;u will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;always keep it flyin high in d sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of LUV&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.. dont u think its time u started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;doin wut we always wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 day were gonna get so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;cuz even d impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;is easy when we got each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1 day were gonna get so high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;.. n at d end of d day remember d days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;when we were close 2 d end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;n wonder how we made it through d night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;at d end of d day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;remember d way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;we stayed so close 2 d end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;we'll remember it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; n&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;" href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112164405311349529?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112164405311349529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112164405311349529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/07/h-i-g-h.html' title='h i G H'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112129563226940208</id><published>2005-07-13T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T16:03:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>staind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC095861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC095861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;right here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know I've been mistaken&lt;br /&gt;But just give me a break and see the changes that I've made&lt;br /&gt;I've got some imperfections&lt;br /&gt;But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not intending&lt;br /&gt;To be so condescending it's as much as i can take&lt;br /&gt;and you're so independent&lt;br /&gt;you just refuse to bend so I keep bending till I break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you always find a way to keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;And if you chose to walk away I'd still be right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the things to say to keep you right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a commitment&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to bleed for you&lt;br /&gt;I needed fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;I found what I need in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just forgive me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to relive all the mistakes I've made along the way&lt;br /&gt;But I always find a way to keep you right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;I always find the words to say to keep you right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you always find a way&lt;br /&gt;To keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;You always find the words to say to keep me right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;And if I chose to walk away would you be right here waiting&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the things to say to keep me right here wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112129563226940208?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112129563226940208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112129563226940208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/07/staind.html' title='staind'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112128983259721645</id><published>2005-07-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T16:05:03.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWING LIFE AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC095901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC095901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;rise against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;..Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll show you mine if you show me yours first&lt;br /&gt;Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse&lt;br /&gt;Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I've got some friends, some that I hardly know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'll show you mine if you show me yours first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Swing life away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Swing life away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Swing life away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SWING LIFE AWAY&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112128983259721645?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112128983259721645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112128983259721645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/07/swing-life-away_13.html' title='SWING LIFE AWAY'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112103922270163228</id><published>2005-07-10T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:48:16.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blind melon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/14ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(102, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/14ca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All i can say is that my life is pretty plain&lt;br /&gt;   I like watchin' the puddles gather rain&lt;br /&gt;   And all i can do is just pour some tea for two&lt;br /&gt;   And speak my point of view&lt;br /&gt;   But it's not sane, it's not sane&lt;br /&gt;   I just want some one to say to me&lt;br /&gt;   I'll always be there when you wake&lt;br /&gt;   Ya know i'd like to keep my cheeks dry today&lt;br /&gt;   So stay with me and i'll have it made&lt;br /&gt;   And i don't understand why i sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;   And i start to complain that there's no rain&lt;br /&gt;   And all i can do is read a book to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;   And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape&lt;br /&gt;   Escape......escape......escape......&lt;br /&gt;   All i can say is that my life is pretty plain&lt;br /&gt;   Ya don't like my point of view&lt;br /&gt;   Ya think i'm insane&lt;br /&gt;   Its not sane......it's not sane.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112103922270163228?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112103922270163228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112103922270163228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/07/blind-melon.html' title='blind melon'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-112045315827984767</id><published>2005-07-03T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:42:16.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;... i cant remember anythin&lt;br /&gt;cant tell if this is true or dream&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep down inside i feel 2 scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this terrible silence stops me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that d war is through w/ me&lt;br /&gt;im wakin up i cannot see&lt;br /&gt;that there is not much left of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;nuthin is real but pain now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hold my breath as i wish 4 death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH PLEASE GOD, WAKE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;back in d womb its much too real&lt;br /&gt;in pumps life that i must feel&lt;br /&gt;but cant look forward 2 reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;look 2 d time when ill live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fed through d tube that sticks in me&lt;br /&gt;juz like a wartime novelty&lt;br /&gt;tied 2 machines that make me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cut this life off from me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hold my breath as i wish 4 death&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH PLEASE GOD, WAKE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;now that d world is gone im juz one&lt;br /&gt;ohgod, help me hold my breath as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish for death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please God help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;darkness imprisonin me&lt;br /&gt;all that i see&lt;br /&gt;absolute horror&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live&lt;br /&gt;i cannot die&lt;br /&gt;trapped in myself&lt;br /&gt;body my holding cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landmine has taken my sight&lt;br /&gt;taken my speech&lt;br /&gt;taken my hearing&lt;br /&gt;taken my arms&lt;br /&gt;taken my legs&lt;br /&gt;taken my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Left me with life in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;H E L L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-112045315827984767?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112045315827984767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/112045315827984767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/07/one.html' title='one..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111951853170764673</id><published>2005-06-23T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T02:37:44.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear dave grohl mah luv,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.. ive got another confession 2 make.. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im Ur fool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. evryone's got their chains 2 break.. holdin’ U .. were U born 2 resist or B abused&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U? .. is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; r U gone n on2 sum1 new? ..i needed somewhere 2 hang mah head w/o ur noose ..U gave me sumptin that i didnt have.. but had no use i was 2 weak 2 give in.. 2 strong 2 lose.. mah heart is under arrest again.. but i break loose.. &lt;strong&gt;mah head is givin me life or death but i cant choose&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i swear ill nevah give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i refuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U?.. is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U?.. has sum1 taken Ur faith?.. its real.. d pain U feel.. U trust.. U must confess.. is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.. has sum1 taken &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ur faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;its real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d &lt;/strong&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;d life&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d luv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;U die 2 heal&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; d hope that starts&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d broken hearts&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;U trust&lt;/span&gt;.. U must confess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U?.. is sum1 gettin d best, d best, d best, d best of U?..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ive got another confession mah friend&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM NO FOOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im gettin tired of startin again.. somewhere new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;..were U born 2 resist or B abused?.. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i swear ill nevah give in..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REFUSE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;URS truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;UR skeetzoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111951853170764673?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111951853170764673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111951853170764673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/06/dear-dave-grohl-mah-luv.html' title='dear dave grohl mah luv,'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111844544362592852</id><published>2005-06-10T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:41:17.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>white stripes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/collage40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/collage40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue orchid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a reaction&lt;br /&gt;You got a reaction, didn't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;br /&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and turned it blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something better than nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something better than nothing's giving up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We all need to do something&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep the truth from showing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare you&lt;br /&gt;How old are you now, anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;how dare U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;how old r U now, anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How dare you&lt;br /&gt;How old are you now, anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're given a flower&lt;br /&gt;But I guess there's just no pleasing you&lt;br /&gt;Your lip tastes sour&lt;br /&gt;But you think it's just me teasing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You got a reaction&lt;br /&gt;You got a reaction, didn't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;br /&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and turned it blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get behind me&lt;br /&gt;Get behind me now anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get behind me&lt;br /&gt;Get behind me now anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Get behind me&lt;br /&gt;Get behind me now anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got a reaction&lt;br /&gt;You got a reaction, didn't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;br /&gt;You took a white orchid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and turned it&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111844544362592852?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111844544362592852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111844544362592852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/06/white-stripes.html' title='white stripes'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111808583199734459</id><published>2005-06-06T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:49:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER PRESSURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC046132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC046132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;d used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pressure pushing down on me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressing down on you no man ask for&lt;br /&gt;Under pressure - that burns a building down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Splits a family in two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puts people on street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's the terror of knowing&lt;br /&gt;What this world is about&lt;br /&gt;Watching some good friends&lt;br /&gt;Screaming let me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pray tomorrow - gets me higher&lt;br /&gt;Pressure on people - people on streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chippin' around - kick my brains around the floor&lt;br /&gt;These are the days it never rains but it pours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;People on streets - people on streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's the terror of knowing&lt;br /&gt;What this world is about&lt;br /&gt;Watching some good friends&lt;br /&gt;Screaming let me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Pray tomorrow - gets me higher&lt;br /&gt;Pressure on people - people on streets&lt;br /&gt;Turned away from it all like a blind man&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a fence but it don't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn&lt;br /&gt;Why - why - why&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking&lt;br /&gt;Can't we give ourselves one more chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't we give love&lt;br /&gt;Cos love's such an old fashioned word&lt;br /&gt;And love dares you to care for&lt;br /&gt;The people on the edge of the night&lt;br /&gt;And love dares you to change our way of&lt;br /&gt;Caring about ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is our last dance&lt;br /&gt;This is our last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Under pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Under pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111808583199734459?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111808583199734459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111808583199734459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/06/under-pressure_06.html' title='UNDER PRESSURE'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111689844305178770</id><published>2005-05-23T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:35:04.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dave matthews band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC0449711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC0449711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these walls came crumblin' down Fell so hard, to make us lose our faith From what's left you'd figure it out We'd still make lemonade taste like a summer day Stay, beautiful baby I hope you Stay, American baby American baby Nobody's laughing now God's grace lost and the devil is proud But I've been walking for a thousand miles One last time, I could see you smile I (I) hold (hold) on to you You bring me hope, I'll see you soon And if I don't see you, oh I'm afraid we've lost the way Stay, beautiful baby I hope you Stay, American baby American baby I hold on to you (you) You lift me up and always will I see you in life Hope I don't get left behind I (I) hold (hold) on to you You bring me hope, I'll see you soon And if I don't see you, oh I'm afraid we've lost the way Stay, beautiful baby I hope you Stay, American baby I hope you Stay, beautiful baby I hope you Stay, American baby American baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111689844305178770?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689844305178770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689844305178770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/dave-matthews-band_23.html' title='dave matthews band'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111689811041307614</id><published>2005-05-23T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:34:03.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC044961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC044961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in d thing called L U V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my heart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh! I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day You got me in a spin but everything is A.OK! Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my heart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh! Guitar! Touching you, touching me Touching you, God you're touching me I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my heart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111689811041307614?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689811041307614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689811041307614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-believe.html' title='i believe..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111689799774457149</id><published>2005-05-23T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:27:25.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>only when i sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC044762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC044762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do to me You don't know what you do to me I don't know what i want to be And i know what i want to be You don't know what you do to me You don't know what you do to me I don't know what i want to be You don't know what you do to me (only when you sleep) Cant believe the chills i get (only when you sleep) Fight fire, can't forget (only when you sleep) All's changing, now its real (only when you sleep) Can't believe the way i feel You don't know what you do to me (only when you sleep) You don't know what you do to me (only when you sleep) Couldn't stop if i made you see (only when you sleep) You don't know what you do to me (only when you sleep) Cant believe the chills i get (only when you sleep) Fight fire, can't forget (only when you sleep) All's changing, now its real (only when you sleep) Can't believe the way i feel Ever-lasting, still unchanging Ever-lasting, still unchanging Ever-lasting Still... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111689799774457149?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689799774457149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689799774457149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/only-when-i-sleep.html' title='only when i sleep'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111689501792612275</id><published>2005-05-23T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:02:33.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feel good inc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gorillas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City's breaking down on a camel's back.&lt;br /&gt;They just have to go 'cos they dont hold back&lt;br /&gt;So all you fill the streets it's appealing to see&lt;br /&gt;You wont get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free&lt;br /&gt;You've got a new horizon It's ephemeral style.&lt;br /&gt;A melancholy town where we never smile.&lt;br /&gt;And all I wanna hear is the message beep.&lt;br /&gt;My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I dont get sleep, no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, Windmill for the land.&lt;br /&gt;Learn forever hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Take it all in on your stride&lt;br /&gt;It is sticking, falling down&lt;br /&gt;Love forever love is free&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, windmill for the land&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats,&lt;br /&gt;Lining them up-a like ass cracks,&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, homies, at the track&lt;br /&gt;Its my chocolate attack.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here&lt;br /&gt;Care bear bumping in the heart of this here&lt;br /&gt;Watch me as I gravitate&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Yo, we gonna go ghost town,&lt;br /&gt;This motown,&lt;br /&gt;With yo sound&lt;br /&gt;You're in the place&lt;br /&gt;You gonna bite the dust&lt;br /&gt;Cant fight with us&lt;br /&gt;With yo sound&lt;br /&gt;You kill the INC.&lt;br /&gt;So dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;Until you're cheddar header.&lt;br /&gt;Yo, watch the way I navigate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;We are your captains in it&lt;br /&gt;Steady,&lt;br /&gt;Watch me navigate,&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;We are your captains in it&lt;br /&gt;Steady, watch me navigate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111689501792612275?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689501792612275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111689501792612275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/feel-good-inc.html' title='feel good inc.'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111618729209476556</id><published>2005-05-15T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T13:01:32.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black hole sun</title><content type='html'>... in mah eyes indisposed in disguise as no one knows hides d face lies d snake d sun in mah disgrace boiling heat summer stench’neath d black d sky looks dead call mah name through d cream n ill hear u scream again black hole sun wont u come n wash away d rain black hole sun wont u come wont u come..  stuttering cold n damp steal d warm wind tired friend times r gone 4 honest men n sometimes far too long 4 snakes in mah shoes a walkin sleep n mah youth i pray 2 keep heaven send hell away no one sings like u anymo' hang mah head drown mah fear till u all juz DISAPPEAR ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111618729209476556?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111618729209476556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111618729209476556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/black-hole-sun.html' title='black hole sun'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111573426528140711</id><published>2005-05-10T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T07:16:47.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truth doesnt make a noise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04189-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04189-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stripes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's got a heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;can't you people just leave her alone&lt;br /&gt;she never did nothing to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;so just leave her alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motion of her tiny hands&lt;br /&gt;and the quiver of her bones below&lt;br /&gt;are the signs of a girl alone&lt;br /&gt;and tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;you need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it&lt;br /&gt;I feel it often&lt;br /&gt;everytime I see her face&lt;br /&gt;but the way you treat her&lt;br /&gt;fills me with rage and I&lt;br /&gt;want to tear apart the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to tell her what to do&lt;br /&gt;and all she does is stare at you&lt;br /&gt;her stare is louder than your voice&lt;br /&gt;because truth doesn't make a noise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111573426528140711?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111573426528140711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111573426528140711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/truth-doesnt-make-noise.html' title='truth doesnt make a noise..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111534749677087408</id><published>2005-05-05T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T19:49:24.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crossfade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC03582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC03582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so far away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've been changin' but you'll never see me now&lt;br /&gt;I've been changin' but you'll never see me now&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blaming you for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more holding it in&lt;br /&gt;How many years can I pretend&lt;br /&gt;Nothing never goes the way it should&lt;br /&gt;No more sitting in this place&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you might see it my way&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think you ever understood&lt;br /&gt;That what I'm looking for are the answers&lt;br /&gt;To why these questions never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;I've been changin' but you'll never see me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blaming you for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting for the end&lt;br /&gt;Of every day that I will spend&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I only had a choice&lt;br /&gt;No more pushing you away&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will be busy watching things going my way&lt;br /&gt;Never looking back on this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Because what I'm looking for are the answers&lt;br /&gt;To why these questions never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been changin' but you'll never see me now&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blaming you for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey watch me wave&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left in my way&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey I've been saved&lt;br /&gt;With sun shining on my pain&lt;br /&gt;Getting me through this day&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey watch me wave&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left in my way&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blaming you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111534749677087408?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111534749677087408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111534749677087408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/crossfade.html' title='crossfade'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111509628389955477</id><published>2005-05-02T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T02:14:25.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ur eyes open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;keanesgotme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well it's a lonely road that you have chosen Morning comes and you don't want to know me anymore And it's a long time since your heart was frozen Morning comes and you don't want to know me anymore For a moment your eyes open and you know All the things I ever wanted you to know I don't know you and I don't want to Till the moment your eyes open and you know That it's a lonely place that you have run to Morning comes and you don't want to know me anymore And it's a lonely end that you will come to Morning comes and you don't want to know me anymore For a moment your eyes open and you know All the things I ever wanted you to know I don't know you and I don't want to Till the moment your eyes open and you know For a moment your eyes open and you know All the things I ever wanted you to know I don't know you and I don't want to Till the moment your eyes open and you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111509628389955477?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111509628389955477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111509628389955477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/ur-eyes-open.html' title='ur eyes open'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111497431309627125</id><published>2005-05-01T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T02:18:19.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.. guess im doin fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a blue bird at my window&lt;br /&gt;I cant hear the songs he sings&lt;br /&gt;All the jewels in heaven&lt;br /&gt;They dont look the same to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wade the tides that turned&lt;br /&gt;Till I learn to leave the past behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only lies that Im living&lt;br /&gt;Its only tears that Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Its only you that Im losing&lt;br /&gt;Guess Im doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the battlements are empty&lt;br /&gt;And the moon is laying low&lt;br /&gt;Yellow roses in the graveyard&lt;br /&gt;Got no time to watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I bade a friend farewell&lt;br /&gt;I can do whatever pleases me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only lies that Im living&lt;br /&gt;Its only tears that Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Its only you that Im losing&lt;br /&gt;Guess Im doing fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press my face up to the window&lt;br /&gt;To see how warm it is inside&lt;br /&gt;See the things that Ive been missing&lt;br /&gt;Missing all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only lies that Im living&lt;br /&gt;Its only tears that Im crying&lt;br /&gt;Its only you that Im losing&lt;br /&gt;Guess Im doing fine ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111497431309627125?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111497431309627125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111497431309627125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/beck.html' title='beck'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111497328217723680</id><published>2005-05-01T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:48:48.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E-PRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC043471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC043471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;See me comin to town with my soul&lt;br /&gt;Straight down out of the world with my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto the devil I know&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles'll hang on your trigger&lt;br /&gt;Take your eyes and your mind from the road&lt;br /&gt;Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pick up what you sow&lt;br /&gt;Talking trash to the garbage around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me kickin the door with my boots&lt;br /&gt;Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish&lt;br /&gt;Snakes and bones in the back of your room&lt;br /&gt;Handing out a confection of venom&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's drunk from the poison you use&lt;br /&gt;Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it's a comfort to you&lt;br /&gt;Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up that ghost&lt;br /&gt;It's sick the way these tongues are twisted&lt;br /&gt;The good in us is all we know&lt;br /&gt;There's too much left to taste that's bitter&lt;br /&gt;See me comin to town with my soul&lt;br /&gt;Straight down out of the world with my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto the devil I know&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles'll hang on your trigger&lt;br /&gt;Take your eyes and your mind from the road&lt;br /&gt;Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pick up what you sow&lt;br /&gt;Talking trash to the garbage around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me kickin the door with my boots&lt;br /&gt;Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish&lt;br /&gt;Snakes and bones in the back of your room&lt;br /&gt;Handing out a confection of venom&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's drunk from the poison you use&lt;br /&gt;Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it's a comfort to you&lt;br /&gt;Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up that ghost&lt;br /&gt;It's sick the way these tongues are twisted&lt;br /&gt;The good in us is all we know&lt;br /&gt;There's too much left to taste that's bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111497328217723680?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111497328217723680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111497328217723680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/05/e-pro.html' title='E-PRO'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111483517768312656</id><published>2005-04-29T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:28:50.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d USED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC043371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC043371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bulimic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the way that you acted To the way that I felt it It wasn't worth my time And now it's sad cause all I missed Wasn't that good to begin with And now I've started you begging Saying things that you don't mean It isn't worth my time A line's a dime a million times And I'm about to see all of them Goodbye to you You're taking up my time You call my name when I wake up To see things go your way I'm coughing up my time Each drag's a drop of blood a grain A minute of my life It's all I've got just to stay down Why the fuck am I still down I'm hoarding all thats mine Each time I let just one slip by I'm wasting what is mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111483517768312656?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111483517768312656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111483517768312656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/d-used.html' title='d USED'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111472976699689909</id><published>2005-04-28T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:30:28.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time of ur life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good riddance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road&lt;br /&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So make the best of this test, and don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111472976699689909?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111472976699689909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111472976699689909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-of-ur-life.html' title='time of ur life'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111472881075713077</id><published>2005-04-28T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:31:10.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>evrybdy's gotta LEARN sumtimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC042021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC042021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your heart&lt;br /&gt;Look around you&lt;br /&gt;Change your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will astound you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Like the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Change your heart&lt;br /&gt;Look around you&lt;br /&gt;Change your heart&lt;br /&gt;Will astound you&lt;br /&gt;I need your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Like the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Like the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody's gotta learn sometime&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111472881075713077?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111472881075713077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111472881075713077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/evrybdys-gotta-learn-sumtimes.html' title='evrybdy&apos;s gotta LEARN sumtimes'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111458910029136179</id><published>2005-04-27T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:11:15.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sometimes u cant make it on ur own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough, you think youve got the stuff Youre telling me and anyone Youre hard enough. You dont have to put up a fight You dont have to always be right Let me take some of the punches For you tonight Listen to me now I need to let you know You dont have to go it alone And its you when I look in the mirror And its you when I dont pick up the phone Sometimes you cant make it on your own We fight all the time You and I thats alright Were the same soul I dont need I dont need to hear you say That if we werent so alike Youd like me a whole lot more Listen to me now I need to let you know You dont have to go it alone And its you when I look in the mirror And its you when I dont pick up the phone Sometimes you cant make it on your own I know that we dont talk Im sick of it all Can - you - hear - me  when  I - Sing, youre the reason I sing Youre the reason why the opera is in me Where are we now? Ive got to let you know A house still doesnt make a home Dont leave me here alone... And its you when I look in the mirror And its you that makes it hard to let go Sometimes you cant make it on your own Sometimes you cant make it The best you can do is to fake it Sometimes you cant make it on your own..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111458910029136179?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111458910029136179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111458910029136179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/u2.html' title='U2'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111418464073481262</id><published>2005-04-22T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T08:47:24.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD BUT TRUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04077-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04077-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;I'm your life&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who takes you there&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;I'm your life&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who cares&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;they betray&lt;br /&gt;I'm your only true friend now&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;they'll betray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm forever there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your dream, make you real&lt;br /&gt;I'm your eyes when you must steal&lt;br /&gt;I'm your pain when you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sad but true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your dream, mind astray&lt;br /&gt;I'm your eyes while you're away&lt;br /&gt;I'm your pain while you repay&lt;br /&gt;you know it's sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;you're my mask&lt;br /&gt;you're my cover, my shelter&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;you're my mask&lt;br /&gt;you're the one who's blamed&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;do my work&lt;br /&gt;do my dirty work, scapegoat&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;do my deeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for you're the one who's shamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your dream, make you real&lt;br /&gt;I'm your eyes when you must steal&lt;br /&gt;I'm your pain when you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your dream, mind astray&lt;br /&gt;I'm your eyes while you're away&lt;br /&gt;I'm your pain while you repay&lt;br /&gt;you know it's sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm your hate&lt;br /&gt;I'm your hate when you want love&lt;br /&gt;pay&lt;br /&gt;pay the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pay, for nothing's fair&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;I'm your life&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who took you here&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;I'm your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I no longer care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your dream, make you real&lt;br /&gt;I'm your eyes when you must steal&lt;br /&gt;I'm your pain when you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm your truth, telling lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm your reasoned alibis&lt;br /&gt;I'm inside open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad but true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111418464073481262?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111418464073481262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111418464073481262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/sad-but-true.html' title='SAD BUT TRUE'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111410954358016730</id><published>2005-04-21T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T11:58:09.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1000/DSC04200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC042003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fall along the way&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up and dust me off&lt;br /&gt;If I get too tired to make it&lt;br /&gt;Be my breath so I can walk&lt;br /&gt;If I need some of your love again&lt;br /&gt;Give me more than I can stand&lt;br /&gt;When my smile gets old and faded&lt;br /&gt;Wait around I'll smile again&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me and then&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me again&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me I'm bent&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Get put back together&lt;br /&gt;Keep breaking me in&lt;br /&gt;And this is how we will live&lt;br /&gt;With you and me bent&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't sleep could you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Could you paint me better off&lt;br /&gt;Could you sympathize with my needs&lt;br /&gt;I know you think I need a lot&lt;br /&gt;I started out clean but I'm jaded&lt;br /&gt;Just falling&lt;br /&gt;Just breaking the skin&lt;br /&gt;Start bending me&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;br /&gt;'Til I feel all your pieces&lt;br /&gt;Start bending me&lt;br /&gt;Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Just touch me and then&lt;br /&gt;Just touch me again&lt;br /&gt;Without understanding&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I'll go there again&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me I'm bent&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that I'll never&lt;br /&gt;Get put back together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're breaking me in&lt;br /&gt;And this is how we will live&lt;br /&gt;With you and me bent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111410954358016730?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111410954358016730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111410954358016730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/bent.html' title='bent'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111407763335254368</id><published>2005-04-21T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T03:08:59.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>juz like u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could be mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I could be angry&lt;br /&gt;you know I could be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could be fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could be stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;br /&gt;You were only in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could be ruthless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know I could be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could be W E A K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could be senseless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I could be just like you&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;br /&gt;You were only in my way&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I can't stand living with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I wont turn out like you want me to&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were standing beside me&lt;br /&gt;You were only in my way&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You thought you were there to guide me&lt;br /&gt;You were only in my way&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111407763335254368?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111407763335254368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111407763335254368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/juz-like-u.html' title='juz like u'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111407540945792024</id><published>2005-04-21T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:29:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 doors down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC0413521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC0413521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;...when im gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another world inside of me that you may never see&lt;br /&gt;There's secrets in this life I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Well somewhere in this darkness there's a light that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe it's too far away&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just blind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just blind&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;And love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never let you down&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;You won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When your education x-ray cannot see under my skin&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you a damn thing that I could not tell my friends&lt;br /&gt;Roaming through this darkness, I'm alive but I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And part of me is fighting this&lt;br /&gt;But part of me is gone ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111407540945792024?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111407540945792024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111407540945792024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/3-doors-down.html' title='3 doors down'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111398941229641743</id><published>2005-04-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:34:16.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9" nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC04127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC04127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;somewhat damaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So impressed with all you do&lt;br /&gt;Tried so hard to be like you&lt;br /&gt;Flew too high and burnt the wing&lt;br /&gt;Lost my faith in everything&lt;br /&gt;Lick around divine debris&lt;br /&gt;Taste the wealth of hate in me&lt;br /&gt;Shedding skin succumb defeat&lt;br /&gt;This machine is obsolete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made the choice to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Drink the fountain of decay&lt;br /&gt;Tear a hole exquisite red&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the rest and stab it dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken bruised forgotten sore&lt;br /&gt;Too fucked up to care anymore&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned to my rotten core&lt;br /&gt;Too fucked up to care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In the back off the side far away&lt;br /&gt;Is a place where I hide where I stay&lt;br /&gt;Tried to say tried to ask I needed&lt;br /&gt;To all alone by myself where were you?&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever think it's funny how&lt;br /&gt;Everything that swore it wouldn't change&lt;br /&gt;Is different now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like you would always say we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;then my head fell apart&lt;br /&gt;And where were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How could I ever think it's funny how&lt;br /&gt;Everything you swore would never change is different now&lt;br /&gt;Like you said you and me make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't quite, fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck were you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111398941229641743?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111398941229641743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111398941229641743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/9-nails.html' title='9&quot; nails'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111398889299806038</id><published>2005-04-20T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:26:25.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC041371.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC041371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will forgive but I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know you've lost my respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what's goin' on around you&lt;br /&gt;You better think twice&lt;br /&gt;Before you fly off the handle and lose it&lt;br /&gt;You better join us&lt;br /&gt;Before you get lost in the shuffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've gotta rise against&lt;br /&gt;The demons that were gonna try and hold you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does it run in your blood&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Does it run in your blood&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;The ones you love&lt;br /&gt;The ones you love&lt;br /&gt;The ones you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Cause I'm not a part&lt;br /&gt;For you to play in your fuckin' game&lt;br /&gt;I've got dignity&lt;br /&gt;And a dream that I want to achieve&lt;br /&gt;Under pressure&lt;br /&gt;You crumbled and you let me down&lt;br /&gt;And I'm knocked out&lt;br /&gt;And all I hear are your empty promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Does it run in your blood&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it runs in your blood&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will forgive but I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know you've lost my respect&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it runs in your blood!&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, it runs in your blood!&lt;br /&gt;To betray the ones you love! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111398889299806038?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111398889299806038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111398889299806038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/blood.html' title='BLOOD'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111395778791113272</id><published>2005-04-19T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:46:22.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>management</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC039412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC039411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;magnetic force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you crossed the line and now you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;what side of the fence are you on&lt;br /&gt;just realize it's yourself that you're cheating&lt;br /&gt;and your mischievous ways will be gone&lt;br /&gt;you look around no friends to be found&lt;br /&gt;burn every bridge that you cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't get upset when you can't get your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you can't &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; be the boss&lt;br /&gt;nobody shows you any respect&lt;br /&gt;because you just don't know how to behave&lt;br /&gt;pounding another nail in your coffin&lt;br /&gt;got one foot in the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;respect...why don't you give me some&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't you go back...to the hole you came from&lt;br /&gt;you can go out and get a new ride&lt;br /&gt;but that won't change who you are&lt;br /&gt;you can go out and get your new job&lt;br /&gt;and that won't change who you are&lt;br /&gt;you can go out and change your name&lt;br /&gt;that still won't change who you are&lt;br /&gt;now you go out...out of your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you just don't know who you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't care, I dont care, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I don't care, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't caaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrreeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111395778791113272?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111395778791113272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111395778791113272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/management.html' title='management'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111395709026144314</id><published>2005-04-19T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:31:30.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oasis</title><content type='html'>Say Something shout it from the roof tops off your headMake it sort of mean something make me understand or I'll forget The people here on life's beaches they wish upon the waves that hide the sand Let them know that life teaches you to build a castle in the sand Maybe the songs that we sing are wrong Maybe the dreams that we dream are gone So bring it on home and it wont be long It's getting better man! Hey! What was that you said to me? Just say the word and I'd be free? And where the stars are shining bright It's getting better man! And crashing in upon a wave It's calling out beyond the grave And We're the fire in the sky We're getting better man!Build something build a better place and call it home Even if it means nothing you'll never-ever feel that you're alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111395709026144314?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111395709026144314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111395709026144314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/oasis.html' title='oasis'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111390112821137921</id><published>2005-04-19T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:59:32.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walkin w/ d ghost..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC00549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC00549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band: Tegan And Sara&lt;br /&gt;Album: So Jealous&lt;br /&gt;Song: Walking With A Ghost&lt;br /&gt;No matter which way you go&lt;br /&gt;No matter which way you stay&lt;br /&gt;You're out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I was walking with a ghost&lt;br /&gt;I said please please don't insist&lt;br /&gt;I was walking with a ghost&lt;br /&gt;I said please please don't insist&lt;br /&gt;No matter which way you go&lt;br /&gt;No matter which way you stay&lt;br /&gt;You're out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I was walking with a ghost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111390112821137921?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111390112821137921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111390112821137921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/walkin-w-d-ghost.html' title='walkin w/ d ghost..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111382101744500811</id><published>2005-04-18T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T03:51:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC040661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC040661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;........... so? so wut??? ....... BM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, don't write yourself off yet It's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on. Just try your best, try everything you can. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And don't you worry what they tell themselves when you're away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything  will be just fine, everything will be alright . &lt;em&gt;Hey, you know they're all the same. You know you're doing better on your own, so don't buy in. Live right now. Yeah, just be yourself. It doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else.&lt;/em&gt; It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything  will be just fine, everything  will be alright . It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything  will be just fine, everything will be alright . Hey, don't write yourself off yet. It's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just do your best, do everything you can. And don't you worry what the bitter hearts are gonna say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything will be just fine, everything  will be alright . &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything will be just fine, everything will be alright..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111382101744500811?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111382101744500811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111382101744500811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/middle.html' title='middle'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111376589099521658</id><published>2005-04-17T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T14:27:10.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>w/ ARMS WIDE OPEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/collage211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(255,255,255) 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/collage211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just heard the news today&lt;br /&gt;It seems my life is going to change&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, begin to pray&lt;br /&gt;Then tears of joy stream down my face&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Well I don't know if I'm ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To be the man I have to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'll take a breath, take her by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We stand in awe, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;we've created life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Now everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you love&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one wish&lt;br /&gt;Only one demand&lt;br /&gt;I hope he's not like me&lt;br /&gt;I hope he understands&lt;br /&gt;That he can take this life&lt;br /&gt;And hold it by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And he can greet the world&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111376589099521658?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111376589099521658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111376589099521658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/w-arms-wide-open.html' title='w/ ARMS WIDE OPEN'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111369548345150109</id><published>2005-04-16T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T16:53:59.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>garbage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/9994935538142l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/9994935538142l1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when its complicated&lt;br /&gt;And though I know you cant appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love it when the news is bad&lt;br /&gt;And why it feels so good to feel so sad&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;I feel good when things are going wrong&lt;br /&gt;I only listen to the sad, sad songs&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only smile in the dark&lt;br /&gt;My only comfort is the night gone black&lt;br /&gt;I didnt accidentally tell you that&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youll get the message by the time Im through&lt;br /&gt;When I complain about me and you&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down, pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;Pour your misery down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep me company&lt;br /&gt;As long as you dont care&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;You wanna hear about my new obsession?&lt;br /&gt;Im riding high upon a deep depression&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Pour some misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Pour some misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Pour some misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Pour some misery down on me&lt;br /&gt;Im only happy when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Pour some misery down on me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111369548345150109?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111369548345150109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111369548345150109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/garbage.html' title='garbage'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111361709021681464</id><published>2005-04-15T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:05:28.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all that ive got - D USED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="lyrid" style="COLOR: rgb(5,5,5)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So deep that I didn't even bleed and caught meOff guard, red handedNow I'm far from lonelyAsleep I still see you lying next to meSo deep that I didn't even bleed catch me I..I need something elseWould someone please just give meHit me, knock me outAnd let me go back to sleepI can laughAll I want inside I still am emptySo deep that I didn't even bleed catch me I... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyAnd it's all that I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyAnd it's all that I've gotI guess, I remember every glance you shot meUn-harmed, I'm losing weight and some body heatI squoze so hardI stopped your heart from beatingSo deep that I didn't even scream fuck me, I..I'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyAnd it's all that I've gotI'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyAnd it's all that I've gotAnd it's all that I've gotYeah, it's all that I've gotIt's all that I've gotIt's all that I've got!So deep that I didn't even bleed catch meSo deep that I didn't even scream fuck meI'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyand it's all that I've gotI'll be just finePretending I'm notI'm far from lonelyAnd it's all that I've gotAnd it's all that I've gotYeah, it's all that I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111361709021681464?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111361709021681464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111361709021681464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-that-ive-got-d-used.html' title='all that ive got - D USED'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111358069970591741</id><published>2005-04-15T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:59:10.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC038122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC038122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She screams in silence&lt;br /&gt;A sullen riot penetrating through her mind&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a sign to smash the silence&lt;br /&gt;with the brick of self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you locked up in a world&lt;br /&gt;That's been planned out for you ?&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling like a social tool without use ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream at me until my ears bleed&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking heed just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's figured out all her doubts&lt;br /&gt;Were someone else's point of view&lt;br /&gt;Waking up this time to smash the silence&lt;br /&gt;with the brick of self control&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111358069970591741?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111358069970591741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111358069970591741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/she.html' title='she'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111357869536040334</id><published>2005-04-15T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:24:55.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb</title><content type='html'>I'm not like themBut I can pretendThe sun is goneBut I have a lightThe day is doneBut I'm having funI think I'm dumbOr maybe just happyThink I'm just happyThink I'm just happyThink I'm just happyMy heart is brokeBut I have some gluehelp me inhaleAnd mend it with youWe'll float aroundAnd hang out on cloudsThen we'll come downAnd I have a hangoverHave a hangoverHad a hangover Had a hangoverSkin the sunFall asleepWish awayThe soul is cheap &lt;em&gt;Lesson learned Wish me luck&lt;/em&gt; Soothe the burnWake me upI'm not like themBut I can pretendThe sun is goneBut I have a lightThe day is doneBut I'm having funI think I'm dumbOr maybe just happyThink I'm just happyThink I'm just happyThink I'm just happyI think I'm dumb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111357869536040334?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111357869536040334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111357869536040334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/dumb_15.html' title='dumb'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111345563316268676</id><published>2005-04-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T22:14:27.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weezah - undone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goddamn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I canSing andHear meKnow me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to destroy my sweater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull this thread as I walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh noIt goIt goneBye-Bye (Bye!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who I thinkI sinkand I die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to destroy my sweater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull this thread as I walk away (as I walk away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch me unravel ill soon be naked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lying on the floor, lying on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've come undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to destroy my sweater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull this thread as I walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch me unravel i'll soon be naked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lying on the floor, lying on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive come undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to destroy your tank-top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's be friends and just walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate to see you lyin' there in your Superman skivvies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lying on the floor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've come undone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111345563316268676?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111345563316268676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111345563316268676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/weezah-undone.html' title='weezah - undone'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111345432345588644</id><published>2005-04-13T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:52:03.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hand that feeds</title><content type='html'>you're keeping in step&lt;br /&gt;in the line&lt;br /&gt;got your chin held high and you feel just fine&lt;br /&gt;because you do&lt;br /&gt;what you're told&lt;br /&gt;but inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold&lt;br /&gt;just how deep do you believe?&lt;br /&gt;will you bite the hand that feeds?&lt;br /&gt;will you chew until it bleeds?&lt;br /&gt;can you get up off your knees?&lt;br /&gt;are you brave enough to see?&lt;br /&gt;do you want to change it?&lt;br /&gt;what if this whole crusade's&lt;br /&gt;a charade&lt;br /&gt;and behind it all there's a price to be paid&lt;br /&gt;for the blood&lt;br /&gt;on which we dine&lt;br /&gt;justified in the name of the holy and the divine&lt;br /&gt;just how deep do you believe?&lt;br /&gt;will you bite the hand that feeds?&lt;br /&gt;will you chew until it bleeds?&lt;br /&gt;can you get up off your knees?&lt;br /&gt;are you brave enough to see?&lt;br /&gt;do you want to change it?&lt;br /&gt;so naïve&lt;br /&gt;to keep holding on to what I want to believe&lt;br /&gt;i can see&lt;br /&gt;but i keep holding on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;will you bite the hand that feeds you?&lt;br /&gt;will you stay down on your knees?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111345432345588644?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111345432345588644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111345432345588644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/hand-that-feeds.html' title='hand that feeds'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111325194116114998</id><published>2005-04-11T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T13:42:42.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d CURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/photo_0063-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/photo_0063-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a letter 2 elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh elise it doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like keep on acting out the same&lt;br /&gt;the way we act out&lt;br /&gt;every way to smile&lt;br /&gt;forget&lt;br /&gt;and make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;any more than this&lt;br /&gt;any more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh elise it doesn't matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll never really get inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to make your eyes catch fire&lt;br /&gt;the way they should&lt;br /&gt;the way the blue could pull me in&lt;br /&gt;if they only would&lt;br /&gt;if they only would&lt;br /&gt;at least i'd lose this sense of sensing something else&lt;br /&gt;that hides away&lt;br /&gt;from me and you&lt;br /&gt;there're worlds to part&lt;br /&gt;with aching looks and breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and all the prayers your hands can make&lt;br /&gt;oh i just take as much as you can throw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and then throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;oh i throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;like throwing faces at the sky&lt;br /&gt;like throwing arms round&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i stood and stared&lt;br /&gt;wide-eyed in front of you&lt;br /&gt;and the face i saw looked back&lt;br /&gt;the way i wanted to&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't hold my tears away&lt;br /&gt;the way you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;elise believe i never wanted this&lt;br /&gt;i thought this time i'd keep all of my promises&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were the girl i always dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;but i let the dream go&lt;br /&gt;and the promises broke&lt;br /&gt;and the make-believe ran out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oh elise&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;like keep on acting out the same&lt;br /&gt;the way we act out&lt;br /&gt;every way to smile&lt;br /&gt;forget&lt;br /&gt;and make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;any more than this&lt;br /&gt;any more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and every time i try to pick it up&lt;br /&gt;like falling sand&lt;br /&gt;as fast as i pick it up&lt;br /&gt;it runs away through my clutching hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there's nothing else i can really do&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else&lt;br /&gt;i can really do&lt;br /&gt;at all... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111325194116114998?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111325194116114998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111325194116114998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/d-cure.html' title='d CURE'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111325230033853502</id><published>2005-04-11T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T13:47:50.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE URSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC0403512.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone falls to pieces sleeping all alone&lt;br /&gt;Someone kills the pain&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in the silence she finally drifts away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone gets excited in a chapel yard&lt;br /&gt;Catches a bouqet&lt;br /&gt;Another lays a dozen white roses on a grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone finds salvation in everyone&lt;br /&gt;Another only pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone tries to hide himself&lt;br /&gt;Down inside himself he prays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone swears there's true love until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Another runs away&lt;br /&gt;Separate or united&lt;br /&gt;Empty or insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you've paid enough&lt;br /&gt;Been put upon or been held up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every single memory of&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad faces of love&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose any sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything will end up alright&lt;br /&gt;You may win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself is all that you can do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111325230033853502?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111325230033853502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111325230033853502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/be-urself_11.html' title='BE URSELF'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111312093307978382</id><published>2005-04-10T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:15:33.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN UTERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What else should I be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All apologies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; What else could I say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Everyone is gay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What else could I write I don't have the right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; What else should I be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; All apologies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the sun In the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I feel as one In the sun In the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'm married buried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I wish I was like you Easily amused&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Find my nest of salt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Everything is my fault &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll take all the blame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Aqua seafoam shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sunburn with freezerburn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choking on the ashes of her enemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; In the sun In the sun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel as one In the sun In the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'm married buried married buried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All in all is all we all are &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; All in all is all we are &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111312093307978382?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111312093307978382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111312093307978382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-utero.html' title='IN UTERO'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111310877086150707</id><published>2005-04-09T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:58:52.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 inch nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/windowcling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/windowcling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey pig yeah you hey pig piggy pig pig pig all of my fears came true black and blue and broken bones you left me here i'm all alone my little piggy needed something new nothing can stop me now cause i don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause i just don't care nothing can stop me now cause i don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause i just don't care hey pig nothing's turning out the way i planned hey mother fucking pig there's a lot of things that i hoped you could help me understand what am i supposed to do i lost my shit because of you nothing can stop me now cause i don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause i just don't care nothing can stop me now cause i don't care anymore nothing can stop me now cause i just don't care anymore nothing can stop me now nothing can stop me now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111310877086150707?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111310877086150707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111310877086150707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/9-inch-nails.html' title='9 inch nails'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111310818834061718</id><published>2005-04-09T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:59:54.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/halo07auk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/halo07auk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;step right up march push crawl right up on your knees please greed feed (away the tender parts) i want a little bit i want a piece of it i think he's losing it i want to watch it come down don't like the look of it don't like the taste of it don't like the smell of it i want to watch it come down all the pigs are all lined up i give you all that you want take the skin and peel it back doesn't it make you feel better? shove it up inside surprise! lies stains like the blood on your teeth bite chew suck (no time to hesitate) i want to break it up i want to smash it up i want to fuck it up i want to watch it come down maybe afraid of it let's discredit it let's pick away at it i want to watch it come down all the pigs are all lined up i give you all that you want take the skin and peel it back now doesn't it make you feel better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;don't you feel a whole lot better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;all the pigs are all lined up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111310818834061718?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111310818834061718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111310818834061718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/9.html' title='9&quot;'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111308967840084085</id><published>2005-04-09T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:08:29.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we might as well be strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/FIL24071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/FIL24071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;keanesgotme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know your face no more&lt;br /&gt;Or feel your touch that I adore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know your face no more&lt;br /&gt;It's just a place I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;br /&gt;We might as well be living in a different world&lt;br /&gt;We might as well&lt;br /&gt;We might as well&lt;br /&gt;We might as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know your thoughts these days&lt;br /&gt;We're strangers in an empty space&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand your heart&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might as well be strangers in another town&lt;br /&gt;We might as well be living in a another time&lt;br /&gt;We might as well&lt;br /&gt;We might as well&lt;br /&gt;We might as well be strangers&lt;br /&gt;Be strangers&lt;br /&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br /&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br /&gt;For all I know of you now&lt;br /&gt;For all I know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111308967840084085?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111308967840084085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111308967840084085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/we-might-as-well-be-strangers.html' title='we might as well be strangers'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111308576331835875</id><published>2005-04-09T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:53:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN D END</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/collage71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/collage71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...it doesnt even matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I dont know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesnt even mather how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Keep that in mind&lt;br /&gt;I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To explain due time&lt;br /&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is a valuable thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings&lt;br /&gt;Watch it count down till the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;Clock ticks life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its so unreal&lt;br /&gt;You didnt look out below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Watch the time go right out the window&lt;br /&gt;Tryn to hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Didnt even know, I wasted it all&lt;br /&gt;Just to watch you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept everything inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though I tried&lt;br /&gt;It all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What its meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Will, eventually be,&lt;br /&gt;A memory of a time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I tried so hard and got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter...&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall, to lose it all...&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One thing, I dont know why&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt even mather how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind&lt;br /&gt;I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I tried so hard...&lt;br /&gt;Dispite the way you were mocking me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like I was part of your property&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im surprised it got so far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things arent the way they were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wouldnt even recognize me anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that you knew me back then&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes back to me&lt;br /&gt;In the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept everything inside&lt;br /&gt;And even though I tried it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to be, will&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, be a memory of a time&lt;br /&gt;When I tried so hard,&lt;br /&gt;And got so far,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall, to lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far, as I can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all this&lt;br /&gt;Theres only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;Ive put my trust, in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;For all this&lt;br /&gt;Theres only one thing you should know...&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard,&lt;br /&gt;And got so far,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall, to lose it all,&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it doesnt even matter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111308576331835875?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111308576331835875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111308576331835875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-d-end.html' title='IN D END'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111306910934114658</id><published>2005-04-09T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:28:14.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/a87e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/a87e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;greenday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the sound of the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Coming down like an Armageddon flame&lt;br /&gt;The shame&lt;br /&gt;The ones who died without a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the dogs howling out of key&lt;br /&gt;To a hymn called "&lt;strong&gt;Faith and Misery&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;And bleed, the company lost the war today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;On holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the drum pounding out of time&lt;br /&gt;Another protestor has crossed the line&lt;br /&gt;To find, the money's on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)&lt;br /&gt;There's a flag wrapped around a score of men&lt;br /&gt;A gag, A plastic bag on a monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;On holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The representative from California has the floor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zieg Heil to the president gasman&lt;br /&gt;Bombs away is your punishment&lt;br /&gt;Pulverize the Eiffel towers&lt;br /&gt;Who criticize your government&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang goes the broken glass and&lt;br /&gt;Kill all the fags that don't agree&lt;br /&gt;Trials by fire, setting fire&lt;br /&gt;Is not a way that's meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;This is the dawning of the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is our lives on holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111306910934114658?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111306910934114658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111306910934114658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111306888035311943</id><published>2005-04-09T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T15:52:10.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCEPTANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/collage111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/collage111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell myself on the ride home Getting tired, hating all I've known Holding on, like it's all I have Count me out, When it's clear that I find it hard to say And you, find it hard to care &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANTED 2 SEE SOMETHING THATS DIFFERENT SOMETHING U SAID WOULD CHANGE IN ME..WANTED 2 BE ANYTHING DIFFERENT EVERYTHING U WOULD CHANGE IN ME&lt;/span&gt; Got this way, up front but never true God I'm wrong, it's just the way I am Crashing down, any chance you hear Caving in, any chance that you can see inside of me And I dunno what to say It's fine, this isn't Hollywood So fine, getting in your way I wanted to see something thats different Something you said would change in me Wanted to be anything different Everything you would change in me I'm taking a chance This could be different This could be all I'm waiting for Taking a chance This could be different This could be all I'm waiting for I wanted to see something thats different Something you said would change in me Wanted to be anything different Everything you would change in me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111306888035311943?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111306888035311943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111306888035311943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/acceptance.html' title='ACCEPTANCE'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111274891039180951</id><published>2005-04-05T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T18:00:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fly away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/photo_006511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/photo_006511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my life has passed me by&lt;br /&gt;I lay around and wonder why you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;One way&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of a passerby&lt;br /&gt;I look around for another try and fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just close your eyes and Ill take you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This place is warm without a care&lt;br /&gt;Well take a swim in the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I go to leave and you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Somesay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Better things will come our way&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they try to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;Someway&lt;br /&gt;When the sun begins to shine I hear a song from another time and fade away&lt;br /&gt;And fade away&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes and Ill take you there&lt;br /&gt;This place is warm without a care&lt;br /&gt;Well take a swim in the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;I go to leave and you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone said you tried too long&lt;br /&gt;Someone said we got it all&lt;br /&gt;Someone said we tried too long&lt;br /&gt;Is there a place where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so long&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;So far so wrong&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Somday&lt;br /&gt;When my life has passed me by&lt;br /&gt;I lay around and wonder why you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;One way&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of a passerby&lt;br /&gt;I look around for another try and fade away&lt;br /&gt;And fade away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111274891039180951?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111274891039180951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111274891039180951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/fly-away.html' title='fly away'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111259341991074459</id><published>2005-04-03T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:43:39.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL RIGHTS RESERVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2004/12/c-2005-all-rights-reserved-skeetzoes.html"&gt;http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2004/12/c-2005-all-rights-reserved-skeetzoes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may not be copied or imitated in whole or in part... no graphic, text or image fr d website may be copied or retransmitted unless expressly permitted by d SKEETZOE ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111259341991074459?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111259341991074459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111259341991074459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-rights-reserved.html' title='ALL RIGHTS RESERVED'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111249669601076314</id><published>2005-04-02T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T18:54:13.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/Gone%20Fishing!%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/Gone%20Fishing%21%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You seem to have control&lt;br /&gt;But deep within your soul&lt;br /&gt;You're losing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never took the time&lt;br /&gt;Assume that you're to blame&lt;br /&gt;You think that you're insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't you spare me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Everything is gonna shake now someday&lt;br /&gt;I know the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again am I awake now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you can find the reason that&lt;br /&gt;No one else is living this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yeah your lies your world is built around&lt;br /&gt;Two faces to a clown&lt;br /&gt;The voices in your head think&lt;br /&gt;There's four pawns down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in this unity&lt;br /&gt;Fate has found the need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You better check yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you check out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Then you might believe&lt;br /&gt;Then within yourself&lt;br /&gt;You just might conceive ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111249669601076314?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111249669601076314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111249669601076314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/breakdown.html' title='breakdown'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111241036470869516</id><published>2005-04-01T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T18:52:44.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/photo_00541.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/photo_00541.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swat???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111241036470869516?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111241036470869516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111241036470869516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/swat.html' title=''/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111240945837211240</id><published>2005-04-01T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T18:40:47.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONKEYS, APES, n d likes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC03954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC03954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brass monkey - that funky monkey&lt;br /&gt;Brass monkey - junkie&lt;br /&gt;That funky monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Got this dance thats more than real&lt;br /&gt;Drink brass monkey - heres how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Put your left leg down - your right leg up&lt;br /&gt;Tilt your head back - lets finish the cup&lt;br /&gt;M.c.a. with the bottle - d. rocks the can&lt;br /&gt;Adrock gets nice with charlie chan&lt;br /&gt;Were offered moet - we dont mind chivas&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we go with bring the monkey with us&lt;br /&gt;Adrock drinks three - mike d. is d.&lt;br /&gt;Double r. foots the bill most definitely&lt;br /&gt;I drink brass monkey and I rock well&lt;br /&gt;I got a castle in brooklyn - thats where I dwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I drink it anytime - and anyplace&lt;br /&gt;When its time to get ill - I pour it on my face&lt;br /&gt;Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice&lt;br /&gt;Come on yall its time to get nice&lt;br /&gt;Coolin by the lockers getting kind of funky&lt;br /&gt;Me and the crew - were drinking brass monkey&lt;br /&gt;This girl walked by - she gave me the eye&lt;br /&gt;I reached in the locker - grabbed the spanish fly&lt;br /&gt;I put it with the monkey - mixed it in the cup&lt;br /&gt;Went over to the girl, yo baby, whats up? &lt;br /&gt;I offered her a sip - the girl she gave me lip&lt;br /&gt;It did begin the stuff wore in and now shes on my tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step up to the bar - put the girl down&lt;br /&gt;She takes a big gulp and slaps it around&lt;br /&gt;Take a sip - you can do it - you get right to it&lt;br /&gt;We had a case in the place and we went right through it&lt;br /&gt;You got a dry martini - thinking youre cool&lt;br /&gt;Ill take your place at the bar - I smack you off your stool&lt;br /&gt;Ill down a 40 dog in a single gulp&lt;br /&gt;And if you got beef youll get beat to a pulp&lt;br /&gt;Monkey and parties and reelin and rockin&lt;br /&gt;Def, def - girls, girls - all yall jockin&lt;br /&gt;The song and dance keeping you in a trance&lt;br /&gt;If you dont buy my record I got my advance&lt;br /&gt;I drink it - I think it - I see it - I be it&lt;br /&gt;I love brass monkey but I wont give d. it&lt;br /&gt;We got the bottle - you got the cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come on everybody lets get ffffff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111240945837211240?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111240945837211240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111240945837211240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/monkeys-apes-n-d-likes.html' title='MONKEYS, APES, n d likes...'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111247587897294656</id><published>2005-04-01T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:07:49.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smashin pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/collage181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/collage181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;landslide of sraps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my love, I took it down&lt;br /&gt;I climbed a mountain and I turned around&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;til the landslide brought it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?&lt;br /&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above?&lt;br /&gt;Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ive been afraid of changing cause ive&lt;br /&gt;Built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Even children get older&lt;br /&gt;And Im getting older, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I took my love and took it down&lt;br /&gt;I climbed a mountain, I turned around&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;The landslide brought it down&lt;br /&gt;The landslide brought it down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111247587897294656?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111247587897294656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111247587897294656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/smashin-pumpkins_01.html' title='smashin pumpkins'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111237976694999584</id><published>2005-04-01T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:37:41.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEETEST      T H A N G</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/photo_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/photo_0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mah luv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she throws me like a rubber ball&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;But she wont catch me or break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Babys got blue skies up ahead&lt;br /&gt;But in this Im a rain cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ukno' she wants a dry kinda luv&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im losin u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im losin u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aint luv the sweetest thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to run but she made me crawl&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Eternal fire, she turned me to straw&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;I know I got black eyes&lt;br /&gt;But they burn so brightly for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess its a blind kinda luv&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Blue-eyed boy meets a brown-eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;You can sew it up but you still see the tear&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Babys got blue skies up ahead&lt;br /&gt;And in this Im a rain cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ours is a stormy kinda luv&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the sweetest thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh the sweetest thang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111237976694999584?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111237976694999584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111237976694999584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/sweetest-t-h-n-g.html' title='SWEETEST      T H A N G'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111247647708202718</id><published>2005-04-01T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:33:47.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>send d PAIN below ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/photo_00692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/photo_00692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like having hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So send the pain below where I need it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U USED 2 BEG ME 2 TAKE CARE OF THANGS&lt;br /&gt;N SMILE @ D THOUGHT OF ME FAILIN...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But long before, having hurt,&lt;br /&gt;I'd send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'd send the pain below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like suffocating,&lt;br /&gt;Much like suffocating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much like suffocating,&lt;br /&gt;(I'd send the pain below...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Much like suffocating,&lt;br /&gt;(I'd send the pain below...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U USED TO RUN ME AWAY&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ALL WHILE LAUGHIN'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THEN CRY ABT D FACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TIL I RETURNED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But long before, having hurt,&lt;br /&gt;I'd send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;Much like suffocating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't feel my chest,&lt;br /&gt;Need more, drop down,&lt;br /&gt;Closing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I liked, having hurt.&lt;br /&gt;So send the pain below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Much like suffocating) [I liked]&lt;br /&gt;So send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;(Much like suffocating) [Having hurt]&lt;br /&gt;So send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;(Much like suffocating)&lt;br /&gt;So send the pain below,&lt;br /&gt;(Much like suffocating)&lt;br /&gt;So send the pain below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111247647708202718?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111247647708202718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111247647708202718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/04/send-d-pain-below_01.html' title='send d PAIN below ..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111238234802317539</id><published>2005-03-31T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:08:23.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peaches 4 free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DCP_8118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DCP_8118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin? to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;I?m movin? to the country I?m gonna eat me a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;I?m movin? to the country I?m gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;Movin? to the country I?m gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;Peaches come from a can they were put there by a man&lt;br /&gt;In a factory downtown&lt;br /&gt;If I had my little way I?d eat peaches everyday&lt;br /&gt;Sun soakin bulges in the shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin? to the country I?m gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;Movin? to the country I?m gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;I?m movin to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;Movin? to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a little nap where the roots all twist&lt;br /&gt;Squished a rotten peach in my fist&lt;br /&gt;And dreamed about you woman&lt;br /&gt;I poked my finger down inside makin? a little room for a ant to hide&lt;br /&gt;Nature?s candy in my hand or can or a pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of peaches peaches for me&lt;br /&gt;Millions of peaches peaches for free&lt;br /&gt;Millions of peaches peaches for me&lt;br /&gt;Millions of peaches peaches for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111238234802317539?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111238234802317539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111238234802317539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/peaches-4-free_31.html' title='peaches 4 free'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111231744253355304</id><published>2005-03-31T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:43:34.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep inside of u</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DSC03706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DSC03706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;third eye blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met light was shed Thoughts free flow you said you've got something Deep inside of you A wind chime voice sound, sway of your hips round rings true It goes deep inside of you These secret garden beams, changed my life so it seems Fall breeze blows outside, I don't break stride My thoughts are warm And they go deep inside of you And I never felt alone, 'till I met you Friends say I've changed, I don't listen 'cause I live to be Deep inside of you Slide of her dress, shouts in darkness, I'm so alive I'm deep inside of you You said boy make girl feel good But still, deep inside, still I've never felt alone 'Till I met you I'm all right on my own And then I met you And I'd know what to do if I just knew what's coming I would change myself if I could I'd walk with my people if I could find them And I'd say that I'm sorry to you I'm sorry to you And I don't want to call you But then I want to call you 'cause I don't want to crush you But I feel like crushing you And it's true I took for granted you were with me I breathe by your looks and you look right through me And we were broke and didn't know Something's gone, you withdraw and I'm not strong like before I was Deep inside of you I can go nowhere I burn candles and stare at a ghost Deep inside of you And some great need in me starts to bleed I've lost myself there's nothing left, it's all gone Deep inside of you Deep inside of you Deep inside of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111231744253355304?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111231744253355304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111231744253355304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/deep-inside-of-u.html' title='deep inside of u'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111230409245155026</id><published>2005-03-31T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:28:37.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wherever i may roam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and the road becomes my bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have stripped of all but pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in her I do confide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she keeps me satisfied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gives me all I need&lt;br /&gt;...and with dust in throat I crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only knowledge will I save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to the game you stay a slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rover wanderer&lt;br /&gt;nomad vagabond&lt;br /&gt;call me what you will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I'll take my time anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;free to speak my mind anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'll redefine anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anywhere I may roam&lt;br /&gt;where I lay my head is home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and the earth becomes my throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I adapt to the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;under wandering stars I've grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by myself but not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I ask no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and my ties are severed clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the less I have the more I gain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;off the beaten path I reign&lt;br /&gt;rover wanderer&lt;br /&gt;nomad vagabond&lt;br /&gt;call me what you will&lt;br /&gt;but I'll take my time anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to speak my mind anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I'll never mind anywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhere I may roam&lt;br /&gt;where I lay my head is home&lt;br /&gt;but i'll take my time anywhere&lt;br /&gt;free to speak my mind&lt;br /&gt;and I'll take my find anywhere&lt;br /&gt;anywhere I may roam&lt;br /&gt;where I lay my head is home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;carved upon my stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my body lie, but still I roam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wherever I may roam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111230409245155026?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111230409245155026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111230409245155026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/wherever-i-may-roam.html' title='wherever i may roam'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111218003122993568</id><published>2005-03-30T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:02:33.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>felt like a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/photo_00922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/photo_00922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie woke up 8AM Graduation day. Got into a car,&lt;br /&gt;And crashed along the way.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived late to the wake,&lt;br /&gt;Stole the urn while they Looked away,&lt;br /&gt;And drove to the beach 'Cause I knew you'd want it That way.&lt;br /&gt;And you were standing On the hood of the car&lt;br /&gt;Singing out loud When the sun came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I know I wasn't right, But it felt so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And your mother didn't mind, Like I thought she would.&lt;br /&gt;And that REM song was playing In my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And three and a half minutes Felt like a lifetime &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It felt like a lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you move like water I could drown in you.&lt;br /&gt;And I fell so deep once,Till you pulled me through&lt;br /&gt;You would tell me "No one is allowed to be so proud&lt;br /&gt;They never reach out When they're giving up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I wasn't right, But it felt so good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your mother didn't mind, Like I thought she would.&lt;br /&gt;And that REM song was playing In my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And three and a half minutes Felt like a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Are you sitting in the lights? Or combing your hair again,&lt;br /&gt;And talking in rhymes?Are you sitting in the lights?&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, heard the phone, Your parents had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;And your dad set his jaw Your mom just smiled and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;But they left soonAnd I went to my room.&lt;br /&gt;Played that disc that you'd given me, And I shut my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Swear I could hear the sea. When we were standing&lt;br /&gt;On the hood of your car Singing out loud when the sun came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know I wasn't right, But it felt so good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your mother didn't mind, Like I thought she would.&lt;br /&gt;And that REM song was playing In my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And three and a half minutes, Three and a half minutes, Felt like a lifetime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111218003122993568?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111218003122993568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111218003122993568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/felt-like-lifetime.html' title='felt like a lifetime'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111231626867216379</id><published>2005-03-29T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:46:57.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>d scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/1024/DCP_21943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/320/DCP_21943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;br /&gt;And ask me you questions&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Coming in tales&lt;br /&gt;Heads are a science apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing&lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Chasing tails&lt;br /&gt;And coming back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going back to the start &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111231626867216379?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111231626867216379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111231626867216379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/d-scientist_29.html' title='d scientist'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111209139171959442</id><published>2005-03-28T18:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:10:43.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>through w/ u..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/photo_008112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/photo_008112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me&lt;br /&gt;Floating above your head&lt;br /&gt;As you lay in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking about everything&lt;br /&gt;That you did not do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cause saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Has nothing to do with meaning it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I don't trust you&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time you're here&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions are unclear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I spend every hour waiting for a phone call&lt;br /&gt;That I know will never come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to think you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You ain't ever coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;That's not how things were supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U TAKE MAH HAND JUZ 2 GIVE IT BACK&lt;br /&gt;NO OTHER LUVAH HAS EVAH DONE THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way we used to melt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember how it felt&lt;br /&gt;When I touched you&lt;br /&gt;Oh cause I remember very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how long has it been&lt;br /&gt;Since someone you let in&lt;br /&gt;Has given what I gave to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at night when you sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you dream I would be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Just for a minute or two do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heartache heartache I just have so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A simple love with a complex touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there is nuthin u can say or do&lt;br /&gt;i called 2 let u kno' im through w/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111209139171959442?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111209139171959442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111209139171959442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/through-w-u_28.html' title='through w/ u..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111204289715490041</id><published>2005-03-28T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:10:02.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind?? lmao!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/photo_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/photo_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dahlin NIKKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a girl named Nikki&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say she was a sex fiend&lt;br /&gt;I met her in a hotel lobby&lt;br /&gt;Masturbating with a magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She said how'd you like to waste some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took me to her castle&lt;br /&gt;And I just couldn't believe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;She had so many devices&lt;br /&gt;Everything that money could buy&lt;br /&gt;She said sign your name on the dotted line&lt;br /&gt;The lights went out&lt;br /&gt;And Nikki started to grind&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! NIKKI!!!!!!! oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle started spinning&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't tell you what she did to me&lt;br /&gt;But my body will never be the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her lovin' will kick your&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, she'll show you no mercy&lt;br /&gt;But she'll sho'nuff sho'nuff show you how to grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next morning&lt;br /&gt;Nikki wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;I looked all over and all I found&lt;br /&gt;Was a phone number on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;It said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thank you for d funky time&lt;br /&gt;Call me up whenever you want to grind&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111204289715490041?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111204289715490041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111204289715490041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/blind-lmao.html' title='blind?? lmao!'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111200564784282952</id><published>2005-03-28T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:31:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lithium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC0369631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC0369631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy because today I've found my friends ... They're in my head &lt;em&gt;I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you&lt;/em&gt;... We've broken our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday for all I care... And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze... 'Cause I've found god - yeah, yeah, yeah I'm so lonely but that's okay I shaved my head... And I'm not sad And just maybe &lt;em&gt;I'm to blame for all I've heard&lt;/em&gt;... But I'm not sure I'm so excited, &lt;em&gt;I can't wait to meet you there&lt;/em&gt;... But I don't care &lt;em&gt;I'm so horny&lt;/em&gt; but that's okay... My will is good -&lt;em&gt; ;P&lt;/em&gt; yeah, yeah, yeah I like it - I'm not gonna crack I miss you - I'm not gonna crack I love you - I'm not gonna crack I kill you - I'm not gonna crack ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111200564784282952?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111200564784282952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111200564784282952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/lithium.html' title='lithium'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111200408420758481</id><published>2005-03-28T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:05:23.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetest g'bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/photo_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/photo_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are seems to be&lt;br /&gt;As far as an eternity&lt;br /&gt;Outstretched arms open hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if it never ends then when do we start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or treat you unkind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;And with a tear in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Give me the sweetest goodbye&lt;br /&gt;That I ever did receive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward and arching back&lt;br /&gt;Bring me closer to heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye and just fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you comeback&lt;br /&gt;I have some things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does it feel to know you never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;When you get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There must be someplace here that only you and I could go&lt;br /&gt;So I can show you how I&lt;br /&gt;Dream away everyday&lt;br /&gt;Try so hard to disregard&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of the rain that drops&lt;br /&gt;And coincides with the beating of my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111200408420758481?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111200408420758481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111200408420758481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/sweetest-gbye.html' title='sweetest g&apos;bye'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111180279911666383</id><published>2005-03-25T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T10:53:26.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>must get out .. 0209</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/12312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/12312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;             time bein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been the needle and the thread&lt;br /&gt;Weaving figure eights and circles round your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to laugh but cry instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumbling through your dresser door forgot what I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;Try to guide me in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;Making use of all this time&lt;br /&gt;Keeping everything inside&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and listen to you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lifting you up&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting you down&lt;br /&gt;I'm dancing til dawn&lt;br /&gt;I'm fooling around&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up&lt;br /&gt;I'm making your love&lt;br /&gt;This city's made us crazy and we must get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This not goodbye she said&lt;br /&gt;It is just time for me to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;She does not walk she runs instead&lt;br /&gt;Down these jagged streets and into my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's only so much I can do for you&lt;br /&gt;After all of the things you put me through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111180279911666383?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111180279911666383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111180279911666383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/must-get-out-0209.html' title='must get out .. 0209'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111180060242918805</id><published>2005-03-25T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T17:33:57.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she will b luvd..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/FIL1997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/FIL1997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty queen of only eighteen&lt;br /&gt;She had some trouble with herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was always there to help her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drove for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;And wound up at your door&lt;br /&gt;I've had you so many times but somehow&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She will be loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I tend to get insecure&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's compromise that moves us along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My heart is full and my door's always open&lt;br /&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where you hide&lt;br /&gt;Alone in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that goodbye means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111180060242918805?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111180060242918805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111180060242918805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/she-will-b-luvd.html' title='she will b luvd..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111179471418718215</id><published>2005-03-25T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T12:28:40.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harder 2 breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC019911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC019911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable&lt;br /&gt;So condescending unnecessarily critical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have the tendency of getting very physical&lt;br /&gt;So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear&lt;br /&gt;You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone&lt;br /&gt;Not fit to funkin' tread the ground I'm walking on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And like a little girl cries in the face of a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monster&lt;/span&gt; that lives in her dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should know better you never listened to a word I said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does it kill&lt;br /&gt;Does it burn&lt;br /&gt;Is it painful to learn&lt;br /&gt;That it's me that has all the control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does it thrill&lt;br /&gt;Does it sting&lt;br /&gt;When you feel what I bring&lt;br /&gt;And you wish that you had me to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111179471418718215?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111179471418718215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111179471418718215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/harder-2-breathe.html' title='harder 2 breathe'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111171626255415139</id><published>2005-03-24T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T18:12:37.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how abt U?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DCP_89603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DCP_89603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone else showed you the way&lt;br /&gt;would you take the wheel and steer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hurts me that you're not ashamed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of what you're doing here&lt;br /&gt;if they jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;would you meet them on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;or would you try and claim&lt;br /&gt;that it never made a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone plays the hand they dealt&lt;br /&gt;and learns to walk  through life themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not everything in life is handed on a plate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;when people think your words are true&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i sold my soul to get here&lt;br /&gt;how 'bout you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you choose to force your hand&lt;br /&gt;what a strange way to make friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you always change the rules&lt;br /&gt;so the drama never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and you blindly go through life&lt;br /&gt;judging only by what its worth&lt;br /&gt;just try not to forget&lt;br /&gt;that the meek inherit earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so please don't take offense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;this is just a point of view&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm the only one who&lt;br /&gt;will say these things to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111171626255415139?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111171626255415139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111171626255415139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-abt-u.html' title='how abt U?'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111169451272464415</id><published>2005-03-24T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T12:02:59.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart-shaped badge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/557f21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/557f21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's Heine'&lt;br /&gt;Is crowdin' my icebox&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's cold one&lt;br /&gt;Is givin' me chills&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;Feels good&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip on the tele&lt;br /&gt;Wrestle with Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;Something is bubbling&lt;br /&gt;Behind my back&lt;br /&gt;The bottle is ready to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;Your drug is a heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;My love is a life taker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't confront you&lt;br /&gt;I never could do&lt;br /&gt;That which might hurt you&lt;br /&gt;So try and be cool&lt;br /&gt;When I say&lt;br /&gt;This way is a waterslide away from me&lt;br /&gt;That takes you further every day&lt;br /&gt;So be cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;Your drug is a heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;My love is a life taker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Daddy&lt;br /&gt;I write you in spite of years of silence&lt;br /&gt;You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear&lt;br /&gt;This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings&lt;br /&gt;Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;Your drug is a heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so&lt;br /&gt;My love is a life taker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111169451272464415?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111169451272464415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111169451272464415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/heart-shaped-badge.html' title='heart-shaped badge'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111158378960722818</id><published>2005-03-23T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T05:18:33.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocean breathes salty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/photo_00951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/photo_00951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;good news 4 ppl who luvs bad news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.&lt;br /&gt;In my head, in my heart, in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that and this is this.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.&lt;br /&gt;You get away from me. You get away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Collected my belongings and I left the jail.&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.&lt;br /&gt;I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that and this is this.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.&lt;br /&gt;You get away from me. You get away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Collected my belongings and I left the jail.&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.&lt;br /&gt;I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that and this is this.&lt;br /&gt;Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,&lt;br /&gt;when the ocean met the sky.&lt;br /&gt;You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;When the earth folded on itself.&lt;br /&gt;And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell&lt;br /&gt;are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."&lt;br /&gt;You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?&lt;br /&gt;You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that and this is this.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.&lt;br /&gt;You get away from me. You get away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that and this is this.&lt;br /&gt;Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,&lt;br /&gt;when the ocean met the sky.&lt;br /&gt;You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111158378960722818?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111158378960722818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111158378960722818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/ocean-breathes-salty.html' title='ocean breathes salty'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111158033146552052</id><published>2005-03-23T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T04:22:19.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..such great heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles&lt;br /&gt;In our eyes are mirror images and when&lt;br /&gt;We kiss they're perfectly aligned&lt;br /&gt;And I have to speculate that God himself&lt;br /&gt;Did make us into corresponding shapes like&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;br /&gt;And true, it may seem like a stretch, but&lt;br /&gt;Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled&lt;br /&gt;Head when you're away when I am missing you to death&lt;br /&gt;When you are out there on the road for&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks of shows and when you scan&lt;br /&gt;The radio, I hope this song will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will see us waving from such great&lt;br /&gt;Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say&lt;br /&gt;But everything looks perfect from far away,&lt;br /&gt;'come down now,' but we'll stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to leave this all on your&lt;br /&gt;Machine but the persistent beat it sounded&lt;br /&gt;Thin upon listening&lt;br /&gt;That frankly will not fly. you will hear&lt;br /&gt;The shrillest highs and lowest lows with&lt;br /&gt;The windows down when this is guiding you home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111158033146552052?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111158033146552052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111158033146552052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/such-great-heights.html' title='..such great heights'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111152582577000265</id><published>2005-03-22T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:13:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ride d rides, slide d slides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC038633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC038633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you only once would let me&lt;br /&gt;Only just one time&lt;br /&gt;Then be happy with the consequence&lt;br /&gt;With whatever's gonna happen tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we're not serious&lt;br /&gt;When's it ever not&lt;br /&gt;The love we make is killing its take&lt;br /&gt;A game to play along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I should of said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can we take a ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best DJs are saving&lt;br /&gt;The slowest song for last&lt;br /&gt;When the dance is through&lt;br /&gt;Its me and you&lt;br /&gt;Come on would it really be so bad&lt;br /&gt;The things we think might be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I won't falthom more&lt;br /&gt;Its just not me to wear it on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Count on the for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;I should of said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can we take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wanna take a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;While we still have time&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - We still have time&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I was never wrong&lt;br /&gt;But some blame rests on you&lt;br /&gt;Work and play but never okay&lt;br /&gt;To mix the way we do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111152582577000265?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111152582577000265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111152582577000265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/ride-d-rides-slide-d-slides.html' title='ride d rides, slide d slides'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111152455277432524</id><published>2005-03-22T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T10:54:35.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its true that we luv one another... tehee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC02039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC02039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's true that we love one another&lt;br /&gt;I love Jack White like a little brother&lt;br /&gt;Well Holly I love you too but there's&lt;br /&gt;Just so much that I don't know about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack give me some money to pay my bills&lt;br /&gt;All the dough I give you Holly&lt;br /&gt;You been using on pain pills&lt;br /&gt;Jack will you call me if you're able?&lt;br /&gt;I got your phone number written&lt;br /&gt;In the back of my bible&lt;br /&gt;Jack I think your pulling my leg&lt;br /&gt;And I think maybe I better ask Meg&lt;br /&gt;Meg do you think Jack really loves me?&lt;br /&gt;You know, I don't care because&lt;br /&gt;Jack really bugs me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you ask him now?&lt;br /&gt;Well I would Meg&lt;br /&gt;I really just don't know how&lt;br /&gt;Just say 'Jack , do you adore me?'&lt;br /&gt;Well I would Holly but love really bores me&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe we should just be friends&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding Holly&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll love you 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's true that we love one another&lt;br /&gt;I love Jack White like a little brother&lt;br /&gt;Well Holly I love you too but there's&lt;br /&gt;Just so much that I don't know about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly give me some of your English lovin'&lt;br /&gt;If I did that Jack I'd have one in the oven&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you go off and just love yourself&lt;br /&gt;If I did that Holly there won't be anything&lt;br /&gt;Left for anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Jack it's too bad about the way you look&lt;br /&gt;You know I gave that horse a carrot&lt;br /&gt;So he'd break your foot&lt;br /&gt;Will the two of you cut it out&lt;br /&gt;And tell 'em what it's really all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's true that we love one another&lt;br /&gt;I love Jack White like a little brother&lt;br /&gt;Well Holly I love you too but there's&lt;br /&gt;Just so much that I don't know about you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111152455277432524?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111152455277432524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC02034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Anyway from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;I just want to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111152371696259558?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111152371696259558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111152371696259558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/run-as-always.html' title='run (as always)'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111145544944919978</id><published>2005-03-21T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T18:05:20.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S M O R E S ...</title><content type='html'>This could be the very minute&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;All these places feel like home&lt;br /&gt;With a name I'd never chosen&lt;br /&gt;i can make my first steps As a child of 25&lt;br /&gt;This is the straw, final straw in the&lt;br /&gt;Roof of my mouth as I lie to you&lt;br /&gt;just because I'm sorry doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it at the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're the only thing that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares me more every day On my knees I think clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodness knows I saw it coming Or at least I'll claim I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in truth I'm lost for words&lt;br /&gt;What have I done it's too late for that&lt;br /&gt;What have I become truth is nothing yet&lt;br /&gt;A simple mistake starts the hardest time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I promise I'll do anything you ask...this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111145544944919978?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111145544944919978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111145544944919978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/s-m-o-r-e-s.html' title='S M O R E S ...'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111140998522354596</id><published>2005-03-21T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:59:45.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mafia, inc</title><content type='html'>GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT CONFIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, SPIT OUT ALL REASON, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of holdin' up the weight,&lt;br /&gt;the weight of the motherfuckin' world.&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted to do, but just can't wait&lt;br /&gt;DO RIGHT NOW !!!&lt;br /&gt;We could start a little fire just to get in the flame&lt;br /&gt;The type that'll blow away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm speakin' of my 15 minutes of fame&lt;br /&gt;Come on now 1 2 3...&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT CONFIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, SPIT OUT ALL REASON, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;I'm flushing the trust of everyone,&lt;br /&gt;stabbing in the back and thinkin' they can break me.&lt;br /&gt;Set my sight can't die until I'm done&lt;br /&gt;MIND ENDURANCE !!!&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted any more than what I deserve,&lt;br /&gt;better bring it I'm takin' it all.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck an inch 'cause I'm bringin' a mile,&lt;br /&gt;It's on now 1 2 3...&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT CONFIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, SPIT OUT ALL REASON, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;This fire, is growing, it's burning, deep inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;Focused, driven, certain, the way it's got to be&lt;br /&gt;FIRE, GROWING, BURNING, DEEP INSIDE OF ME !!!&lt;br /&gt;FOCUSED, DRIVEN, CERTAIN, THE WAY IT'S GOT TO BE !!!&lt;br /&gt;CROOKED (No Trust)&lt;br /&gt;LIAR (Conman)&lt;br /&gt;DRUNK WITH (Power)&lt;br /&gt;MENTOR (Taught me everything that I know)&lt;br /&gt;SO WRONG,&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 !!!&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT CONFIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;GO, SO FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, SPIT OUT ALL REASON, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;GO, I'M FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT CONFIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;GO, I'M FUCKING DETERMINED, YEAH&lt;br /&gt;YEAH GO, SPIT OUT ALL REASON, YEAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111140998522354596?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140998522354596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140998522354596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/mafia-inc.html' title='mafia, inc'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111140826653593011</id><published>2005-03-21T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:31:06.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hollow sham..</title><content type='html'>It's late againIt didn't seem to be a problem I couldn't seeYou made that choice that made me want to set you freeI see you aloneHow does it feelYou lost me againTook the wrong roadAfraid to be seenYou didn't believe meHow could I prevent what was so meant to meIt's not my fault I knew this all would come to beWhy did you feel so bad to meI see you aloneHow does it feelYou lost me againTook the wrong roadAfraid to be seenYou didn't believe meHow at all could you expect to sit and stayAfter that night there is no way this would not breakI see you aloneHow does it feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You lost me again&lt;/span&gt; Took the wrong road Afraid to be seen&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; You didn't believe me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111140826653593011?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140826653593011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140826653593011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/hollow-sham.html' title='hollow sham..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111140758827637270</id><published>2005-03-21T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:19:48.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>price 2 play</title><content type='html'>Failed to see,How destructive we can be.Taking without giving back,'Til the damage can be seen,Can you see?Can you see?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The more you take,The more you blame&lt;/span&gt;,But everything still feels the same.The more you hurt,The more you strain,The price you pay to play the game,Then all you see,And all you gain,And all you step on with no shame,There are no rules,No one to blame,The price tou pay to play the game.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apathy, the chosen way to be&lt;/span&gt;,Blindly look the other way,While you waste away with me,Can you see?Can you see?The more you take,The more you blame,But everything still feels the same.The more you hurt,The more you strain,The price you pay to play the game,Then all you see,And all you gain,And all you step on with no shame,There are no rules,No one to blame,The price you pay to play the game.What you pay to play the game,What you pay to play the game,What you pay to play the game,What you pay to play the game.The more you take,The more you blame,But everything still feels the same.The more you hurt,The more you strain,The price you pay to play the game,Then all you see,And all you gain,And all you step on with no shame,There are no rules,No one to blame,The price you pay to play the game.What you pay to play the game..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111140758827637270?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140758827637270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111140758827637270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/price-2-play.html' title='price 2 play'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111131836653075924</id><published>2005-03-20T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:05:44.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wut u r... a ff that is! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you wanted me, I came to you. And when u wanted someone else, I withdrew. And when you asked for light, I set myself on fire. And if I go far away, I know you'll find another slave. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm free from what you want. Now I'm free from what you need. Now I'm free from what you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;And when you wanted blood, I cut my veins. And when you wanted love, I bled myself again. Now that I've had my fill of you, I'd give you up forever. And here i go far away, I know you, you'll find another slave. Now I'm free from what you want. Now I'm free from what you need. Now I'm free from what you are. Then a reason came to me when you came along. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I gave you everything but then you wanted more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now I'm free from what you want. Now I'm free from what you need. Now I'm free from what you are. Now I'm free from what you want. Now I'm free from what you need. Now I'm free from what you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111131836653075924?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111131836653075924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111131836653075924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/wut-u-r-ff-that-is-p.html' title='wut u r... a ff that is! :P'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111123370315557639</id><published>2005-03-19T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T04:11:57.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not okay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u wanted honesty, thats all u had 2 say.&lt;br /&gt;i nevah want 2 let u down or have you go, its better off this way.&lt;br /&gt;4 all d dirty looks, d photographs ur boyfriend took,&lt;br /&gt;remember when u broke ur foot fr jumpin out d second floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;u wear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wut will it take 2 show u that its not d life it seems?&lt;br /&gt;i  told u time n time again u sing d words but dont kno' wut they mean&lt;br /&gt;so be a joke n look, another line without a hook&lt;br /&gt;i  held u close as we both shook 4 d last time take a good hard look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;im not okay.&lt;br /&gt;u wear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4get abt d dirty looks&lt;br /&gt;the photographs ur boyfriend took?&lt;br /&gt;u said u read me like a book, but d pages r all torn n frayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u really need 2 listen 2 me&lt;br /&gt;bcuz im telling u d truth&lt;br /&gt;i mean this, IM OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;(Trust Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not okay&lt;br /&gt;im not okay&lt;br /&gt;well, im not okay&lt;br /&gt;im not o-f***in-kay&lt;br /&gt;im not okay&lt;br /&gt;im not okay&lt;br /&gt;(Okay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111123370315557639?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111123370315557639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111123370315557639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-not-okay.html' title='im not okay..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111123024624402763</id><published>2005-03-19T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T03:53:42.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay or leave..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe different but remember&lt;br /&gt;Winters warm when you and I&lt;br /&gt;Kissing whiskey by the fire&lt;br /&gt;With the snow outside&lt;br /&gt;And when the summer comes in the river&lt;br /&gt;swims at midnight shiver cold&lt;br /&gt;Touch the bottom stars are bright&lt;br /&gt;With muddy toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay or leave&lt;br /&gt;I want you not to go&lt;br /&gt;but you should&lt;br /&gt;It was good as good, goes&lt;br /&gt;Stay or leave&lt;br /&gt;I want you not to go&lt;br /&gt;but you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up naked drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;Making plans to change the world&lt;br /&gt;While the world is changing us&lt;br /&gt;It was good good love&lt;br /&gt;You used to laugh under the covers&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not so often now&lt;br /&gt;But the way I used to laugh with you&lt;br /&gt;Was loud and hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay or leave&lt;br /&gt;I want you not to go&lt;br /&gt;but you should&lt;br /&gt;It was good as good, goes&lt;br /&gt;Stay or leave&lt;br /&gt;I want you not to go&lt;br /&gt;but you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what to do&lt;br /&gt;with the rest of the days afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it strange how we change everything we did&lt;br /&gt;Did I do all that I should?&lt;br /&gt;That I coulda done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we used to dance&lt;br /&gt;When everyone wanted to be you and me&lt;br /&gt;I want to be too&lt;br /&gt;what day is this?&lt;br /&gt;besides the day you left me&lt;br /&gt;what day is this?&lt;br /&gt;besides the day you went&lt;br /&gt;So what to do with the rest of the days afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it strange how we change everything we did&lt;br /&gt;Did I do all that I could?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111123024624402763?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111123024624402763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111123024624402763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/stay-or-leave.html' title='stay or leave..'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111122974900074207</id><published>2005-03-19T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T03:51:49.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>incubus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...2 see u when i wake up, is a gift i didnt think could be real..2 kno' that u feel d same, as i do, is a 3-fold utopian dream.. u do sumpthin 2 me that i cant explain.. so would i be out of line, if i said i miss u... i see ur picture, i smell ur skin on, d empty pillow next 2 mine.. u have only been gone ten days, but already i am wastin away i kno' ill see u again.. whether far or soon.. but i need u 2 kno', that&lt;strong&gt; I care n i miss U&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111122974900074207?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111122974900074207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111122974900074207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/incubus.html' title='incubus'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111121870671094789</id><published>2005-03-18T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:51:46.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG EMPTY</title><content type='html'>Driving faster in my car,Falling farther from just what we are Smoke a cigarette and lie some moreThese conversations kill - Falling faster in my car&lt;br /&gt;Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden Time to wait to long to wait to long to wait to long&lt;br /&gt;Too much walkin' shoes worn thin Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin Time to catch a ride it leaves today Her name is what it meansToo much walkin' shoes worn thin&lt;br /&gt;Time to take her home...&lt;br /&gt;Conversations kill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111121870671094789?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121870671094789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121870671094789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/big-empty.html' title='BIG EMPTY'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111121807426318525</id><published>2005-03-18T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:48:30.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gettin away w/ murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/1063251517_resmoiENVY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/1063251517_resmoiENVY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness I need to calculate what creates my own madness and I'm addicted to your punishment and you're the master and I am waiting for disaster I feel irrational So confrontational To tell the truth again I am getting away with murder it isn't possible to never tell the truth but the reality is I'm getting away with murder Getting away, Getting away, Getting away I drink my drink and I don't even want to I think my thoughts when I don't even need to I never look back cause I don't even want to and I don't need to because I'm getting away with murder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111121807426318525?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121807426318525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121807426318525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/gettin-away-w-murder.html' title='gettin away w/ murder'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111121588409180682</id><published>2005-03-18T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:18:14.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a girl, thought she was grand&lt;br /&gt;fell in love, found out first hand&lt;br /&gt;went well for a week or two&lt;br /&gt;then it all came unglued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a trapped trip I can't grip&lt;br /&gt;never thought I'd be the one who'd slip&lt;br /&gt;then I started to realize&lt;br /&gt;I was living one big lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She fucking hates me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust&lt;br /&gt;she fucking hates me&lt;br /&gt;la la la love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried too hard&lt;br /&gt;and she tore my feelings like I had none&lt;br /&gt;and ripped them away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was queen for about an hour&lt;br /&gt;after that shit got sour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;took all I ever had&lt;br /&gt;no sign of guilt&lt;br /&gt;no feeling of bad, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a trapped trip I can't grip&lt;br /&gt;never thought i'd be the one who'd slip&lt;br /&gt;then I started to realize&lt;br /&gt;I was living one big lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my story, as you see&lt;br /&gt;learned my lesson and so did she&lt;br /&gt;now it's over and i'm glad&lt;br /&gt;'cause&lt;strong&gt; i'm a fool for all i've said&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111121588409180682?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121588409180682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111121588409180682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/hate-trip.html' title='hate trip'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111114537272588268</id><published>2005-03-18T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:44:33.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boulevard of brkn drms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC02187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC02187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk a lonely 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&lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=WALK&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;alone &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=ALONE&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=READ&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;between &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=BETWEEN&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;the &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=THE&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;lines &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=LINES&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=WHAT&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;'s fucked &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=FUCKED&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;up and &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=AND&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;everything &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=EVERYTHING&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;'s alright &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=ALRIGHT&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=CHECK&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;my vital &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=VITAL&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;signs &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=SIGNS&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=KNOW&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;I'm still &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=STILL&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;alive &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=ALIVE&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;and &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=AND&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;I walk &lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=WALK&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/WORDSRCH.PHP?Q=ALONE&amp;NUM=0&amp;MSORT=POPULARITY&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111114537272588268?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111114537272588268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111114537272588268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/boulevard-of-brkn-drms.html' title='boulevard of brkn drms'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111114418551711659</id><published>2005-03-18T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:57:20.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC021861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC021861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love the way you look at me I feel the pain you place inside lock me up inside ya dirty cage while I'm alone inside my mind I like to teach you all the rules I'd get to see them set in stone I like it when you chain me to the bed there ya secrets never shone I need to feel you You need to feel me I can't control you You're not the one for me, no I can't control you You can't control me I need to feel you So why's it involve I love the way you rape my skin I feel the hate you place inside I need to get your voice out of my head Cause I'm the guy you'll never find I'm faking all of the rules there's no expressions on your face I'm hoping some day you will let me go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Release me from my dirty cage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I need to feel you You need to feel me I can't control you You're not the one for me, no I can't control you You can't control me I need to feel you So why's it involve...you and me.. I love the way you look at me&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I love the way you smack my ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love the dirty things you do I have control of you I need to feel you You need to feel me I can't control you You're not the one for me, no I can't control you You can't control me I need to feel you So why's it involve you and me.. You're not the one for me, no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111114418551711659?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111114418551711659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111114418551711659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/control.html' title='control'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111111494894416043</id><published>2005-03-17T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T10:03:20.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if u could only see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;tonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see the way she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you would understand&lt;br /&gt;Why I feel this way about our love&lt;br /&gt;And what I must do&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says&lt;br /&gt;When she says she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Well you got your reasons&lt;br /&gt;And you got your lies&lt;br /&gt;And you got your manipulations&lt;br /&gt;They cut me down to size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sayin' you love but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You give your love but you won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see the way she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you would understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Why I feel this way about our love&lt;br /&gt;And what I must do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says&lt;br /&gt;When she says she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Seems the road less traveled&lt;br /&gt;Show's happiness unraveled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And you got to take a little dirt&lt;br /&gt;To keep what you love&lt;br /&gt;That's what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' you love but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You give your love but you won't&lt;br /&gt;You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' you love where you stand&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart when you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you could only see the way she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you would understand&lt;br /&gt;Why I feel this way about our love&lt;br /&gt;And what I must do&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says&lt;br /&gt;When she says she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' you love but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You give your love but you won't&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' you love where you stand&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart when you can&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see the way she loves me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you would understand&lt;br /&gt;Why I feel this way about or love&lt;br /&gt;And what I must do&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says&lt;br /&gt;When she says she loves me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111111494894416043?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111111494894416043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111111494894416043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-u-could-only-see.html' title='if u could only see...'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111103774379525356</id><published>2005-03-16T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:45:10.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>attack of d nefarious flip guy...u...wut a crook!.. ;P</title><content type='html'>You're hiding something, 'cause it's burning through your eyes I try to get it out, but all I hear from you are lies And I can tell you're going through the motions I figured you were acting out your part Once again, we're playing off emotion Which one of us will burn until the end? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catalyst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you insist to pull me down &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You contradict the fact that you still want me around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And it's&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all downhill from here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And it's all downhill from here Your good intentions slowly turn to bitterness Reoccurring episodes with each and every kiss.And I can't believe you pulled it off again Or notice till it all sets in You'll deny it 'til you're at your bitter end And you keep pulling me down! pulling me down! pulling me down!&lt;br /&gt;You contradict the fact that you still want me around&lt;br /&gt;And it's all downhill from here And it's all downhill from here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111103774379525356?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111103774379525356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111103774379525356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/attack-of-d-nefarious-flip-guyuwut.html' title='attack of d nefarious flip guy...u...wut a crook!.. ;P'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111103343339206695</id><published>2005-03-16T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:46:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anythin! anythin! ..(poor u..LMAOooo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=okay&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Okay&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=what&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;what&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=bills&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;bills&lt;/a&gt;I'll &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=even&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;even&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=let&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;let&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=you&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=watch&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=the&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=shows&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;shows&lt;/a&gt; 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- &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=she&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=said&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;said&lt;/a&gt;, "No &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=way&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;way&lt;/a&gt;!"So I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=broke&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;broke&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=North&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;North&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=with&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;with&lt;/a&gt; no &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=delay&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;delay&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=heard&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;heard&lt;/a&gt; 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- to do &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=the&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=dishes&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;dishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Girls&lt;/a&gt; - to &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=clean&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;clean&lt;/a&gt; up my &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=room&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Girls&lt;/a&gt; - to do &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=the&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=laundry&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;laundry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Girls&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=and&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;and&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=the&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=bathroom&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;bathroom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Girls&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=that&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=all&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;all&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=really&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;really&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=want&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;want&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girl&lt;/a&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=Two&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; at a &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=time&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt; - I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=want&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;want&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=With&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;With&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=new&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=wave&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;wave&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=hairdos&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;hairdos&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=want&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;want&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=ought&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;ought&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=whip&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;whip&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=out&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;out&lt;/a&gt; my - &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.lyricalcontent.com/wordsrch.php?q=girls&amp;num=0&amp;amp;msort=popularity"&gt;girls&lt;/a&gt;! ..... ;P lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111103293932796177?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111103293932796177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111103293932796177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/g-g-g-girls-by-beasteeboy.html' title='g-g-g-girls!! by BEASTeeboy'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111095246392879285</id><published>2005-03-15T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T21:56:47.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC037812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC037812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to breathe Memories overtaking me I try to face them but The thought is too much to conceive I only know that I can change Everything else just stays the same So now I step out of the darkness that my life became 'cause I just needed someone to talk to You were just to busy with yourself You were never there for me To express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made So where were you? When all this I was going through You never took the time To ask me just what you could do I only know that I can change Everything else just stays the same So now I step out of the darkness that my life became 'cause I just needed someone to talk to You were just to busy with yourself You were never there for me To express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made I never meant to fade... Away I NEVER MEANT TO FADE I just needed someone to talk to You were just to busy with yourself You were never there for me To express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made I try to breathe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111095246392879285?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111095246392879285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111095246392879285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/fade.html' title='fade'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111091479316572228</id><published>2005-03-15T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T21:22:23.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but ask myself how much&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, and it seems to have a vague,&lt;br /&gt;haunting mass appeal.&lt;br /&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that I&lt;br /&gt;should be the one behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?&lt;br /&gt;Aah-ah-oo-o-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before and it seems to be the way&lt;br /&gt;that everyone else gets around.&lt;br /&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that when&lt;br /&gt;I drive myself my light is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there...I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose water over wine....hold the wheel and drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there..I'll be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111091479316572228?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111091479316572228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111091479316572228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/drive.html' title='drive'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111076930659099035</id><published>2005-03-13T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T19:05:39.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evrythn u want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's already coming in&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never could get it&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were fed it&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But under skinned knees and the skid marks&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you used to learn&lt;br /&gt;You howl and listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen and wait for the&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He's everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;To put you together&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;There's always another wound to discover&lt;br /&gt;There's always something more you wish he'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll just sit tight&lt;br /&gt;And watch it unwind&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're asking for&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;With all of your time&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the island&lt;br /&gt;Into the highway&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you might have turned&lt;br /&gt;You never did notice&lt;br /&gt;But you still hide away&lt;br /&gt;The anger of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you want&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you need&lt;br /&gt;I am everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;I say all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111076930659099035?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111076930659099035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111076930659099035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/evrythn-u-want.html' title='evrythn u want'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111076832647141465</id><published>2005-03-13T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:47:23.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOAT ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is a promise that you've broken&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;this is your life and today is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and today is all you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be&lt;br /&gt;when the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is a kid in the corner&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is dead and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be&lt;br /&gt;when the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is your life are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, are you who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;this is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;when the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I backed my car into a cop car the other day&lt;br /&gt;Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok&lt;br /&gt;I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what did I say&lt;br /&gt;Well you just laughed it off it was all ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on any way well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand&lt;br /&gt;Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands&lt;br /&gt;Good news will work its way to all them plans&lt;br /&gt;We both got fired on the exactly the same day&lt;br /&gt;Well we'll float on good news is on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on ok&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you worry we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Alright already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Alright don't worry we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Aliright don't worry even if things end up a bit to heavy&lt;br /&gt;We'll all float on alright&lt;br /&gt;Already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Alright already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Ok don't worry we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Even if things get heavy we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Alright already we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry we'll all float on&lt;br /&gt;All float on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111076832647141465?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111076832647141465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10360552/posts/default/111076832647141465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/float-on.html' title='FLOAT ON'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111076754707947650</id><published>2005-03-13T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:36:16.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>axl rules! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC0370711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC0370711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk &lt;wordsrch.php?q=talk&amp;num=0&amp;msort=popularity&gt;to me softly &lt;wordsrch.php?q=softly&amp;num=0&amp;msort=popularity&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There &lt;wordsrch.php?q=there&amp;num=0&amp;msort=popularity&gt;'s something &lt;wordsrch.php?q=something&amp;num=0&amp;msort=popularity&gt;in your &lt;wordsrch.php?q=your&amp;num=0&amp;msort=popularity&gt;eyes 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com/2005/03/axl-rules-p.html' title='axl rules! :P'/><author><name>skeetzoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108757571450411662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10360552.post-111076685587293988</id><published>2005-03-13T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:22:41.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont cry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/640/DSC03707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/19/3183/200/DSC03707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;What of your plans&lt;br /&gt;No one can live in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ask all your friends&lt;br /&gt;Times that you took in stride&lt;br /&gt;They're back in demand&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who's washing&lt;br /&gt;Blood off your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;I still love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the things you wanted&lt;br /&gt;They're not what you have&lt;br /&gt;With all the people talkin'&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin' you mad&lt;br /&gt;If I was standin' by you&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your love's decided&lt;br /&gt;And all love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thought I could live in your world&lt;br /&gt;As years all went by&lt;br /&gt;With all the voices I've heard&lt;br /&gt;Something has died&lt;br /&gt;And when you're in need of someone&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't deny you&lt;br /&gt;So many seem so lonely&lt;br /&gt;With no one left to cry to baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;An don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;An don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;An don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Baby maybe someday&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10360552-111076685587293988?l=skeetzoearena1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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