EPIC "x2"

Motorcycle Drive By

So I went down to Stonehill University to see Absentstar and Third Eye Blind Friday night. The whole experience and atmosphere of smaller venue concerts like that are something that I can never tire of. It was just so energetic and passionate that it blew my mind. The reason I've decided to write this blog is because of a song that Third Eye Blind performed. That song is "Motorcycle Drive By". I had always enjoyed the song before, but just hearing them play it live and feeling the emotion of Stephan Jenkins and the crew along with the crowd singing along... It just made me so...I don't even know how to explain it. It has always been a song that I've thrown on when I feel down. Now after hearing and seeing it live, the song has taken on new life. It was just so amazing to hear all the people sing "I've never been so alone, I've never been so alive" with the guys. They introduced the song by saying that it was about stealing the orange cones off the side of the road...To me it means so much more though...

Here's a recording of the song from a different show, but it captures the same raw emotion and passion I mentioned.




Here's a video of Semi Charmed Life from the actual concert I went to, so you can get a feel of the "intimate" setting...





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"I've never been so alone, I've never been so alive"
'Motorcycle Drive By' - Third Eye Blind

Nothing

I've got nothing left, nothing to gain but more suffering and pain, I've decided to take a break from everything and everyone to try and find why the fuck I should keep going, or even if I should at all. I try to be nice to everyone and try to help them through their problems the best I can, but it always turns around and hurts me more. Stop using me for help and then spitting in my face as you walk away. You got what you wanted, just leave. I'd elaborate, but I'm too fucked over to even care. I'm sick of these "motivational" lectures and "God loves you, find him" discussions. That is all.

Memoirs of a straight edge Zer0

Listen to me while you turn your back
It's not even about you, matter of fact.

This isn't a love song to help you through,
I'm not writing lullabies for our youth
This is no suicide note I've wrote to you,
It's simply a fool's way of telling the truth.

I come before you sick and in pain,
I'm locked up, drugged, called insane
with nothing left to gain,
I've only lost my pain.
The cloud in my head clears
I'll be this zombie for years
It's a pool I'm willing to swim in
Dip my toes shallow to begin

Listen to me while you turn your back
It's not even about you, matter of fact.

This isn't a love song to help you through,
I'm not writing lullabies for our youth
This is no suicide note I've wrote to you,
It's simply a fool's way of telling the truth.

Listen to me while you turn your back
It's not even about you, matter of fact.

I come before you a man who's broken
thrashed and torn by the words you've spoken
with nothing left to lose
I missed my chance to choose
maybe my nothing is something of value
I've thought it through, you know it's true,
It's a lie I'm willing to live for
nothing's enough for me anymore

Listen to me while you turn your back
It's not even about you, matter of fact.

This isn't a sad song to help me through,
I'm not writing lullabies for our youth
This is no suicide note I've wrote to you,
I'm simply a fool for telling the truth....

...simply a fool for believing in you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry....
I'm not who you wanted,
who you needed,
who you'd like me to be,
who you'd kiss,
who you'd hug,
who you'd love,
who you'd fuck,
who you'd have and hold.
who you care for,
who you'd cry for,
who you'd live for,
who you'd die for,
who you'd kill for,
who you'd do anything to protect...
.x.X.x.
I'm sorry your feelings aren't mutual...

Hmm...

'Growing up, everyone wants to be famous. They want to be known for something or want to be a part off something big. Not me, I didn't want to be a part of something big. I didn't want to be a role model, I never dreamed of living edge and having kids admire me for it. It was the way I lived, I didn't care if anyone else agreed or respected me for it, it was for me. I didn't do it for a pat on the back, or to get attention for being a good kid and staying clean. I did it for me, I did it for my future, I did it to survive and hopefully one day live out my life as a regular working stiff, a good father, and a good husband. I'd rather be a guy with a loving family, a healthy marriage and a job to provide with than...
As Nicky got older and became more mature, something happened and it changed him...he thought to himself "I did it, I found it, and I'll need nothing more"..."This is it, I've found it, This is what Boston Dreams for..."
When Nicky's life ended so abruptly, he never got to say goodbye, his friends, family and loved ones always wondered why,
Why had he been so protective of this dream, was it something he'd found or something he'd seen? What excited him most was the thought that he'd help everyone, but the evils that be had taken that excitement and made it into hatred. It was all about the money...it's always ONLY about the money...'