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She The Slut (Official)

She The Slut (Official)

Folk / Punk / Blues Orlando, FL  US
Occupy Song
Occupy Song
For The Love Of Silence
For The Love Of Silence
Ballad Of A Street Kid feat. We're All Gonna Die and Bear With Me
Ballad Of A Street Kid feat. We're All Gonna Die and Bear With Me


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    She The Slut (Official)
    Jul 23, 2010 Intoxicated One thing that pisses me off more than anything is the question, "Why can't you have fun sober?" I'll tell you why, You see that stupid grin on your face well what put it there, a wedding dress in white lace or another human in disgrace? unlike you of course so full of hypocritical despair without a care an archetype with no struggle, no race I have one doubt every day as I wake to a sky bright blue and I say hooray I'm alive and I can take in all the beautiful sights and songs of a somber flame profoundly pondering all the chances to shake a silent moment around and play games with the emotions you wish you missed when a lost soul kissed their mate goodbye do you think anybody ever even cried? Don't call me belligerent don't say I'm wasting your time what I have to say might open your eyes on some slim off-white chance you just might realize why all of my jest and joke is only in spite of the systems in place that I so do despise and wish for demise to the way we all go through the reprise of dawn to dusk just looking for love and aching for lies with anything that might keep us tame enough for surprise a bored little boy who just tries and tries to find some little piece of recognition for his observation and analyzation or whatever it is that makes him so different that made him feel out of place from the moment he ever set foot in any classroom or stood in line waiting for laughter from those around him regarding the chaos surrounding the organized destruction of all that might ever seem passionate or sacred in a time and space when all anybody could ever hope to care about is an escape from reality or a release from calamity confounding me I just want it to stop this frustration in place of calm quiet elation that the warm grasp of a hand and a sweet kiss should give but it doesn't it wasn't what I wanted but you still had to start it didn't you? and someone always asks the question someone always asks "why are you so down? what are you looking at, what's on the ground? come check this out come check her out she'll make you shout" come on, let's cum he'll cum she'll cum we'll all cum and it'll be great who would miss a chance to ejaculate? because emotional investment is overrated anyway and no one wants to feel real pain but the blank stare is calm and always the same and the smile in my glassy eyes and loose embrace shows what the words can't say but the reality is I just can't stand the predictability of every single day Forgive me but I wish to escape and the liquor lies to me makes me see through haze in ways you can't see coming it's interesting, it entertains and although it's fake it's also a shame that I'll go to sleep with the hope I won't wake looking forward to a morning in a daze wondering what'll happen next but everyone already knows maybe I really am just afraid but my God, did we ever even get the chance to be sane? with all our so-called intelligence and desire for purpose to give a reason for swimming against the current of change because if you really think about it is there anything you did today that will ever matter in any way? is there anything you could ever have said that will ever matter when you're dead? let's just carry on with the party we'll pretend I never said anything I'll even pick up a guitar and sing happy love songs and let my voice ring I promise I won't even try to make you think on one condition please don't ever ever ask me why I drink.



Sounds Like: Mischief Brew, Ghost Mice, Andrew Jackson Jihad (official)

Label: Dose Me LLC, Dose Me LLC

Bio: Mario Alexander Khoury writes and performs songs under the name She The Slut... He The Gentleman is a tribute band who claims to play all of She The Slut's songs better than he does.

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