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Posted By	Discussion Topic: Well I'm lost at 22, and I've got no Fuckin' clue
windowlck	posted on 10-17-2001 @ 11:46 AM
Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00	Lost at 22 - Life of Agony If I knew what to do I'd do it If I knew where to go I'd get there someday If I knew how to fly I'd fly away and forget about life for a while But it never is that easy To just pick up and go And don't do as your told 'Cause life never works out that way If it were true the skies would be full every day If I knew how to fly I'd fly away If I knew how to fly away Well I'm lost at 22 and I've got no fuckin' clue No I don't know if things will work out right I'm lost and confused I'm lost at 22 And I don't know if my life's gonna end up right 'Cause they keep on telling me That I'm young, dumb and naive But that's just what they want me to believe Well I'd rather be lost at sea Than become part of this society Where the grass is always green And the air is always clean At least that's what they want me to believe I'm lost at 22 I'm lost at 22 I'm lost. "DON'T LET THE TIME PASS WAITIN' FOR THE ANSWER" - Fear Factory This message was edited by windowlck on 10-17-01 @ 11:54 AM
heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE	posted on 10-17-2001 @ 12:06 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01	Leaves That Are Green P. Simon, 1965 I was 21 years when I wrote this song I'm 22 now but I won't be for long Time hurries on And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither in the wind And they crumble in your hand Once my heart was filled with the love of a girl I held her close but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither in the wind And they crumble in your hand I threw a pebble in a brook And watched the ripple run away And they never made a sound And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither in the wind And they crumble in your hand Hello, hello, hello, hello Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye That's all there is And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither in the wind And they crumble in your hand I WONDER Blind Melon All alone the broadening skies Under the every night I will lie Scratching claw and grip the rails Every day my living hell Oh God you know I've tried I know how hard I tried and oh I tried...... Hey I'd like to daze away to a Place like no one has known In a state of mind I could call mine That only I could own Where I could hum a tune anytime I choose, and then there is no such thing as time Where I can feel no pain just calm and sane What a place for one to find Now you see I'm watching everything I do and they're watching everything I say Why wont they leave me be? Why am I even here? I wonder You leave me wondering Won't you stop watching me I said they're watching me, watching me, watching me Now in my corner I got the ceiling in my eyes Arms holding up my knees And rocking back and forth my life I didn't mean to feel this way When I walked into the door, Lord Then they ripped away my memories And I cant remember who I was before. And I only wanted to be 16 and free. ......and I wonder. Say YES to living your life... love, sex, drugs & rock & roll!

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