skin loves fever

My love

I know I wasn’t very good to you
Or me
But I want to be
But can’t
When you are the way you are now
But you were my first real love
And I wanted you to be
The one to grow old with me
Now it seems
Like I’ll grow old
Alone
I’m sorry
But I won’t live my life
Always being sorry
For things I cannot change now
And you cannot let go
Love can grow
If you want it to
If you let it
But I can’t make you
Be the way you were
And have us be the way it was
It will never be that way again
Only can it be something better
Or not anything at all
And right now
You don’t care
If I fall
I guess
I need to go away
And maybe we’ll meet again
Someday
(In another life where we come back as cats)
I love you more than you will ever know
More than I show
So….

by kyoko cole

i used to write (i’m writing now)

finding the way through fears. finding myself and the freedom that comes from knowing thy self.

i used to write
my heart out
without any doubt
without any fright
but somewhere along the heartache and years
there seems to be a build up of unsound fears
that accumulate
in a frantic state
inside an emotional ride
takes me to the other side
automatic
erratic
sick and unfit
the only way out
is to move through it

be silent and still
and in the right state of mind
i find
myself
and know myself
better than to let
any thing or anyone
get
me down –
the truth is those things don’t matter to me
i matter to me
knowing myself is what sets me free
-k.c.

pop! goes the ego!

pop those pills
with popular fills
And all the cheap thrills
to fill yourself
Up on
Pop those pills
it’s your ego that kills

all for the cool
all for the sake of
the image
you fake
as you drop names
And you play games
Gotta go
gotta feed your ego
gotta feed your beast

coast your way up
as you boast your way through
To the top of nothing
the nothing that’s you

c’mon baby

i know
sometimes it’s me
but i like you
and you’re worth it

i gotta let it in
(let you in)
and let it go
(let fear go)
and give up
the fight or flight
shit i do
that is never right
and never good
and never works out for me
this time
i want it
to be different
and as good as it can be

goodnight

Check yourself

Your tone
Ain’t so fucking sweet
So maybe you should hear it
The way others do
And change your tone first
Before expecting others to

by kyoko cole

The 7 sins in everyone under the sun

Too much of a good thing
Doesn’t make it good
Fill your lid
Fill your kid
Full
Of shit
A Bottomless pit
In most of everyone
Make it sick
from an over spill
the over kill
Will kill who

Will kill you first
The rule
You fool
You must drink up
All the shit you think up
You think Is right
Is right for

You

And you alone

To get more

You whore
Too much bad
Too much good
Too much sun
Too much fun
Too much of anything

Can make anyone come undone
Too above
Too below
Too much of Anyone

You think you know
Will only make you less than better
Less than good
Less than none
And further from yourself

You can become

Go to a bar
Drink like a fish
Make a wish
Try to kill your thirst
Your hunger
Your hole

Your head

dead

Before it kills you first
Smoke as much or as little as you want
then get yourself home
Fall sleep stay awake
Not to stop
The Move and shake
Get the fuck away from

and around
The ones who move and fake and only take take take
The full round
But act the part and act the sound
too much nothing is the only thing found

You show one side

And hide from the other
anywhere in between
Is less than whole
You got too much shit

But you got no soul

Under the sun
Under the gun
It’s never enough
To stop your run

Of something that is no longer even fun

There’s too much sin

in everyone

by kyoko cole

the fever

She’s not a girl who
misses much
Do-do-do-do-do, oh yeah

She’s well acquainted
With the touch of a velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

Man in the crowd
With the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots

Lying with his eyes
While his hands are busy
Working overtime

The soap impression of his wife
Which he ate and donated
to the National Trust

I need a fix cause I’m going down
Down to the bits that I’ve left up town
I need a fix cause I’m going down

Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun

Happiness is a warm gun
( bang bang shoot shoot )
Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is
(bang bang shoot shoot)

When I hold you in my arms (oh yes)
When I feel my finger on your trigger (oh yes)
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because
happiness is a warm gun, momma
Happiness is a warm gun
-Yes it is.
Happiness is a warm, yes it is…
Gun!
Well don’t ya know that happiness is a warm gun, momma? (yeah)

by kyoko cole

A Letter to Ego

check out this post from spiritscience.net

A Letter to Ego.

Post by Spirit Science.

charmless man

this song reminds me of someone stupid

“Charmless Man” by blur

I met him in a crowded room
Where people go to drink away their gloom
He sat me down and so began
The story of a charmless man
Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from a beaujolais
I think he’d like to have been Ronnie Kray
But then nature didn’t make him that way

He thinks his educated airs those family shares
Will protect him, that you will respect him
He moves in circles of friends who just pretend that they like him
He does the same to them and when you put it all together
There’s the model of a charmless man

He knows the swingers and their cavalry
Says he can get in anywhere for free
I began to go a little cross eyed
And from this charmless man I just had to hide

He talks at speed he gets nose bleeds
He doesn’t see his days are tumbling down upon him
Yet he tries so hard to please he’s just so keen for you to listen
But no-one is listening and when you put it all together
There’s the model of a charmless man

He thinks his educated airs, those family shares
Will protect him, that you will respect him
Yet he tries so hard to please he’s just so keen for you to listen
But no-one is listening and when you put it all together
There’s the model of a charmless man

Don’t

Yes I’ve been distant

But you should know
You should understand
Or at least empathize
How I must feel
When you add delete
Add delete
At the drop of a hat
At the slightest turn of emotion
That comes at you
That goes through you
From day to day.
You are hot
Cold
Reactive
Jump around
Jump to conclusion
Reading far too much into
My actions
My current condition
All of me right now
you take wrong
You take too personal
You abuse
I can’t trust that.
Trust is built
And so are relationships
And so is the kind of love
You want
But don’t have the patience for
Actually building
Romantic love
Grows with time
And grows only if you allow and accept and show love
Especially showing it at times when you aren’t getting exactly what you want
But real love isn’t just about what you want
And when you add
Then delete again because you’re not getting exactly what you want
(When I’m giving as much as I can Right now)
You have already gotten rid of me first
You have pushed me away
And I don’t try to have something more with someone who already cut me down to less
That’s why
I keep my distance now
I don’t feel like you give me a reason to try so hard
Don’t add just to delete
And expect me to stick around