You're DEAD To Me

Breakfast For Champs

Don't try so hard to leave your mark in the world so that, one day, you'll be remembered by the new generation, just try lil' to leave a trace of your self so that you are not forgotten. Recognition is just an approval, but guess what some people, do not deserve ours. Just leave it be.

p/s-"Average People Is Considered To Be Special In Their Own Way, That's Why GOD Make A Lot Of Them"- Micheal G. Scott

CM Punk- This Fire Still Burn

From ECW reject to WWE champion, that's what can be concluded as CM Punk WWE career. Despite the tactical errors, Money In The Bank 2011 main event is indeed one of the best match ever. The match itself is legendary, the controversy around the championship created weeks before was epic, and the ending was magnificient. On Raw, WWE try to pick up whats left off from CM Punk action, but truthfully, I already miss CM Punk y'all. I disagree with his statement, whereby he claimed that he is the best wrestling in the world, but I do think he is one of a kind. There's only one CM Punk, and no one can become him.

So, what now? some might wondering. People are anxious to know what to become off WWE championship and the stand of Vince Mcmahon, but I can say that there's one person that won't be to anxious is CM Punk himself. He is now relaxing at home, watching Cub's game while Raw was on air. Damn. Thats beautiful life dude. Well, I gotta say, WWE landscape won't be the same after this, thanks to Punk.

p/s- This Fire Is Indeed Still Burn.. hahaha

Curse Word

"I'm Not A Risk Taker, Not A Play Save Guy Either. I'm Just A Guy Who Love To FUCK Around"

Please read the statement above carefully. For those who know me, really know me, or virtually know me, i guess you guys are already well known, or sick an tried of hearing me cursing around, in every sentence of words that come out of my mouth, or well written in any of my social network, am i right?.. Some of you, may accept me the way i am, some of you may still in the process of doing so, some of you well totally different way, hate my gut. right? Truth to be told, I don't really care, its just the way i am. Yeah, I cursed, a lot. Its a normal thing for me already. Spoken or written, there"ll be a curse word, some are really hurtful, some are just simply funny in its own way.

It never occurred to my mind that some day I 'll give a damn about what people might think of me until a few days back. The Statement above is exactly what i post in my facebook and out of nowhere, my uncle, whom i never thought having an active facebook account, left me a comment, "nice language".. ops.. and it got me thinking. Yeah, I do love to curse. The only different on this realisation it that, my two different two finally collide. a world there i gotta be me on my own way, and the world where i am a son of my mother, so people always pictured me as a good,loyal, obidient son. Well, its already happen, so one thing that i can say is this, my mom know his only son, she know me, she know how i alway behave when i with my friend, she know that when i'm around her, I am not the real me, im becoming who she want me to be, and she's okay with it, so i'm not gonna change myself, I'm still gonna be me.

Bersih 2.0- The Post Mortem

Don't call or even labelled yourself as Malaysian if you haven't heard a thing call Bersih 2.0. You can choose to care less about it, but still it is the most talk about issue currently. Well, as people might already know, Bersih 2.0 is a rally of unity which demanded the government to give the people what they want, in this case, fair and clean election. I know its kinda late to make a review about the event but i gotta get something out of my chest anyhow. Same old question arise everytime a political issue been asked upon, where do I stand between both side? my answer, will alway be the same, EITHER ONE, I'M NEUTRAL!!

Back to the matter in hand, the Bersih 2.0 rally. Frankly speaking, Yes I do like the idea of Bersih 2.0. An organisation which fight for the fairness in election. It is a good, nice wishful thinking. A democratic nation without a fair election? better about to call it an authoritarian administration right if there's no clean and fair election. So Yeah, I do support the idea of Bersih 2.0, but not the method taken by them to achieved their solid goal. A rally, it is what it is, a nuisance, public disturbance and many more which it been called. Yet Again, if you want to grab the attention of everyone, even the world, you gotta go big or go home, that's why instead of any other method, a street rally seems to them as the best approach to achieve it. No Matter what, it's does seems unhealthy, disturbing but violence is indeed the best method to get what you want.

Based on every source that is written and read by me, it seem that one conclusion can be made, Bersih 2.0 is indeed a clean street rally, up until there's involvement of self-proclaimed group "Patriot" and yes, the authority. If they just let them march toward the end, nothing will happen, but a blockade cause a lot more problems than its settled. Take other country which had happened to handled street rally cases, some may be ugly, but some are not as bad as it sound. The presence of authority forces in those rally are to control not to block the rally. Yes, the force are asked to do what they'd done, but yet again, without it, Bersih 2.0 will remain as clean street rally, nothing more.

just in case: as stated in the Federal Constitution, Article 10 clause (a) every citizen has the right to freedom of speech and expression, clause (b) all citizens have the right to assemble peaceably and without arms, clause (c) all citizens have the right to form associations.

So tell me, what did went wrong with Bersih 2.0 rally?

p/s- There's no exact numbers been stated, but some sources claimed that the Bersih 2.0 rally is joined by almost 20000 people, from all races. and more than 178000 people joined Bersih 2.0 facebook page.That is unity if you ask me.

Malas

Langkah Perjalanan Tersimpang Ke Kiri,
Namun Kaki Terus Berlari
Madah Berkata Tak Sempurna Segi,
Namun Niat Pembawa Nan Suci
Kita Sering Jatuh Tersembam
Berselingkuh Kerana Jalan Hidup Yang Curam
Hampir Kita Menyerah Segala
Tetapi Perjuangan Belum Sempurna
Sering Kita Mengeluh Berbunyi Manja
Kerana Hidup Senang Nan Leka
Terlupa Kita Akan Perjalanan Yang Jauh

Membuat Kita Terus Berpeluk Tubuh

Sampah Tak Mungkin Menjadi Bunga

Kenyataan Di Tolak Namun Hakikat Teguh Berdiri
Kita Semua Sampah "Wangi" Yang Tidak Mengenang Budi,
Lupa Akan Asal Usul Kita Dulunya Keturunan Tuli,
Impikan Menjad Bunga Namun Masih Kurang Segala Segi.

Sampah Tetap Sampah Walau Dikitar Semula Berulang Kali,
Ditukar Ganti, Diubah Rupa Namun Tetap Tiadanya Suci
Habis Madu Sepah Dibuang, Tetap Jua Di Makan Caci
Mati Ditunggu Tiada Ke Mari, Terus Dan Terus Dicemari Badi.

Di Sepak Di Tendang Bukan Lagi Kudis Yang Bernanah,
Tempatnya Tiada Mulia Melainkan Tersungkur Di Tanah,
Dibiarkan Hapus Tanpa Belas Akhirnya Tewas Di Mamah,
Mencari Baru Namun Semuanya Masih Di Ambang Punah.

Tiada Pilihan Untuk Berubah Kerana Hakikatnya Kekal Sama,
Sampah Tetap Sampah, Tak Mungkin Sekali Menjadi Bunga,
Harapan Di Kendung, Sinar Di Puja Tetap Jua Di Pandang Hina
Tiada Jalan Keluar Terbentang, Terus Jua Bermandi Zina.

Sampah Oh Sampah, Bukalah Mata Terangkan Cendera,
Bangunlah, Keluarlah, Jangan Terus Di Empuk Leka
Sampah Tetap Sampah, Tak Mungkin Sekali Menjadi Bunga,
Kerana Bunga Akan Tetap Laku, Namun Sampah Kekal Di Takuk Sama.

Bunga Yang Sering DI Puja, Akhirnya Layu Tumbang Menyembah Bumi,
Tiadanya Seri Hilangnya Keayuan Bau Wangi,
Nasib Bunga Yang Layu Sekarang Hilangnya Bersemi,
Akhirnya Bunga Tetap Menjadi Sampah Yang Di Benci..

You're A Broken Machine

T-BAG:

"You here to analyze me , doc?
fix me up before I go back to the animal factory?
ask me some probing questions?
find out how I go tick-tock?"

"You wanna know if I kill with ease because my daddy raped his
retarded sister , and I got spit out slightly more useful than
the afterbirth?"

"Or maybe I didn't make captain of the gridiron gang
never had a cherry valance of my own."

"Or maybe cause of the bookworm queens, who later grow up to be PHMD's
stared down their noses at me so much I thought the sun was a big , old
snotball."

"Or maybe it's cause when I watch a man die at my hand,I finally feel
Theodore Bagwell matters more than all those gnat's asses in the world!"

"Because I know, dear kind doctor, in that moment nothing matters more
in that soon-to-be-dead man's eyes than I!"

"Because I!, I am his gatekeeper to life or death."

"well?
Is it that menagerie of misery that make me so special a case study, doc?
is it?"

Lloyd Lowery:

"You know it's not Theodore."

"When we started this case I thought i was going to get some great insight
into why you are the way you are,"

"A look into a complex psyche,
a glimpse into the neurological map of a madman, that could show some light
on some bigger truths, that could maybe help other sick people one day."

"As I got up-close and personal with you and your handiwork, I found a truth."

"It was a small one , though."

"As unexciting as it may sound, some machines just come out the factory broken."

"YOU'RE A BROKEN MACHINE."


T-BAG:

"No Shit."

p/s-Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell. Total Killed-31 People. A Genius,A Madman, A Creative Killer.A Broken Machine.

Jack Without Sally

We Were Lucky, Bacause We Were Once Happy

Every Other Couple Seem Suck, And We Were Like Jack And Sally

Our Bond And Chemistry Is Priceless, A Special Thing Of Beauty

On Top Of The World, Others Just Simpleton Peasants, We Were Mighty.

Now I am Just A Face In The Crowd, You Are A Complete Stranger
Hatred Had Now Overruled, And Love Is Something Cannot Be Lingered
Revenge May Seem Sweet, Because It Was Driven By Anger
Driven To The Escalation Point Where We Almost Traded Middle Finger.

When The Dust Is Settled, All I Have Is Myself To Take The Lead
Although I Am Wondering Whether Someday The "Perfect Someone" I Will Meet
But Yet Somehow, I Was Able To Pick Up All The Broken Pieces
Eventhough I am Still In The Search For Someone To Share Blow Kisses.

The Future Seems Scary, Now That I Am Alone To Face It
Deep Inside, I Am Still Wondering That I May Not Be Able To Handle It
Make It To The End Without Have To Experience Another Heart Break
A Hope Of Smooth And Easy Love Without Any Toll To Take.

Jack And Sally, It Is All Now Just Another Sore Memories
Memories In The Past That Keep On Tempting Me Like Crazy
But I Am Stronger Now After That Beautiful Letdown
I Am Now Able To Cross The Ocean Of Doubt Without Being Drown.

Sally, A "Thank You" You Don't Deserve But I Owed You I Guess
I Am Far Off Better Now Without You To Make A Mess
You Are Now Someone Whom Love I Should Not Confess
You Are Now A Scar Of What Used To Be Pain In My Ass.

Soldier

I fight to make you stronger, to make you love your life.
I fight to show you purpose, to keep you satisfied.
I fight to make you happy. I war to win your heart.
I'd fight forever for you. I ache when we're apart.

I fight to stay together, to bring us eye to eye.
I fight to speak your language, to keep you by my side.
I fight to make it easy. I push to give you time.
I fight our losing battle. I bleed to stay alive.

I fall like a fighter when you give me a shot. I'll live like a lover when you're all that I've got.
I'm fighting for us. My heart is a soldier.
I'm killing myself. My heart is a soldier marching to die.

Only God Can Plays God

Human is limited. Limited is every possible way that we can imagine. But yet, somehow, some of us gain extra in some way which put them in position where most of people adore, or even worship. But lets face it, they only superior in certain area, not all of it. In this case, they are still need to be consider as human, human whom can and will at any time, make a mistakes. Some are small, some may be big enough to ruin life. So, why we keep blaming those people if a mistake happened. We are whom adored them, worshiped them at the first place, putting them in the highest hierarchy in the system, and when they screw up, we put all the blame to them? That is not fair. Because Only God Can Play God, Not Human.

Runaway Monalisa

Run Monalisa Keep On Running
Don't Doubt Yourself Now Even Though Nobody Is Gunning
Keep On Your Pace And Your Head In The Game
Keep Pretending Forever That Everything Is Still The Same
But The Fact Remains That Everything Cannot Be Overturned
Every Piece Of Trust Shattered As You Left Me Burned
No Problem At All That's Everything We Build Is Now Ruined
Just Keep On Running Monalisa, For God Sake Keep On Going...

Put Your Act On Now Monalisa, Keep On Pretending
Play Your Roles As Puppet Master Now As I'm Stupid To Still Granting
To Still Be Waiting To Be Justified Even Though It's Never Happening
Toy My Emotion Away As I Moronic Enough To Still Be Believing
Believing Is Something So Impossible That We Will Someday Be Together
Dreaming Of Being At The End Of The Aisle As You Walk To The Altar
Dream Which Appear In Motion That We Somehow Happy Here And After
A Dream Of Stupidity What Left Me Broken And Suffered...

Yeah Monalisa, Keep On Running Away
Don't Stop Now Because I Am Inching Away With A Sway
A Sway Of Payback That I Keep Long Enough Peeling
Once I Release It For Sure You Be Numb Without A Feeling
But Somehow With All That Pain And Anger I Still Choose Not To
Because Right Now The Revenge Is Coming In Due
Not By My Doing But From Someone Who Did Stole Your Heart
Does That Make Me Happy? Happy Is A Funny Word and Yes, It Is A Start...

Redemption Come With A Price

Erlösung kommt mit einem Preis
la redención viene con un precio
la rédemption vient avec un prix
riscatto ha un prezzo

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verlossing komt met een prijs

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λύτρωση έρχεται με μια τιμή

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Justified

Crush Me, I'll Still Get Up.
Kick Me, I'll Absorb The Pain.
Humiliated Me, I Still Laugh Out Loud.
Break Me, I'll Pick Up The Pieces.
Forget Me, I'll Somehow Survived.
Hate Me, I'll Still Be The Same.
Whatever, I Still Care..
Its You Who Walk Away.
I Am Still Here.
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
To Be Justified!

Coretan Hati Derita

Orang cakap hidup ini kadang kadang umpama roda, sekali sekala kita di puncak membelah awan biru, ada kala kita tercampak jatuh "kedebuak" ke tanah dengan kadar kesakitan terlampau. Di tokok tambah pula dengan perumpama seperti, apa sekalipun yang terjadi hidup perlu diteruskan. Kita masih perlu melangkah ke depan tanpa menghiraukan apa yang telah menconteng pada sebuah kehidupan yang bagai sempurna sebelum ini. Yang Mungkin betul apa di coretkan oleh manusia sebelum ini.

Tapi, bukan semua pernah merasai suatu ketewasan , satu kekalahan yang mungkin menjatuhkan kita tanpa memberi peluang untuk bangun semula dan cuba sekali lagi. Sesetengah insan mampu, tapi bukan semua. Sayap yang sama membawa kita terbang tinggi juga merupakan sayap yang bakal membawa kita kebawah semula. Kita rapuh. Manusia sering rapuh dalam perjuangan hidup. Rapuh untuk bertahan, rapuh untuk melawan.

Keseluruhannya, kita bakal tewas akhirnya. Tak kira apa pun yang kita juangkan, apa pun yang kita pegang sebagai pendorong, kita hanya mampu melewatkan penentuan. Penentuan yang noktah, penentuan yang menyatakan kita hanya seorang pengalah yang sentiasa kalah pada cabaran. Tewas pada kepayahan. Terus menghurung derita yang tiada penghujung. Ya, kita sentiasa kalah. Selamanya akan kalah.

Care To Try Again?

Care To Try Again? I Do Actually
Because I'm The Guy Who Always Do Things Silly
Its Not Stupidity Its Just A Simple Act Of Bravery
Because To Me Rejection Is Whole Lots Better Than Sorry

Crash And Burn Plays Along As My Similarity Outcome
Why? Because Height Is My Phobia But I Still Make The Jump
A Jump Which Simply Defined As Rush Decision
But Is Showed That I'm Reckless More Than My Passion

But I Guess I'm Not Just One The Guy
The Type That Keep It All Bur Rather Than Just Let It Fry
Not One Of The Predictable Typical Type
One Of The Only That Keeps On Rocking The Vibe

Maybe You Are My Next Maybe You Are Not
So I Refuse To Keep In Shut In The Log
Because If You Are, I Have A Chance To Be Happy
Its Lot Than Wondering In Blurry

Care To Try Again? This Time I Am Damn Sure
Its Not Feel Like Love But The Affiliation Is Pure
I Not Gonna Tag Along Playing It Save
Because This Time I Got The Signal You Gave
In The End I Control My Own Choice, And Its You
Because, I Do Like You

Moving On Is Effing Hard

The sky turned dark make it hard for sore sight,
It make us all helpless, a lost cause without a guide,
Leaving you on thought how to get through the night,
sympathy alone make no good to put a strength of a fight.

A baby steps only easy as it been said,
But a suffering heart knows better as hope starting to fade,
Good 'ol memories repeated itself as sadness created,
In the end, you are all alone again like a confused soul in a maze.

Nobody can really understand how you feel inside,
As perfect moment seized, it disspeared in a glance of slide,
"You Will Never Move On!", this thought comes by as a might,
But you control your own life, you alone capable of making it right.

The pain alone killing you inside, without a doubt,
Makes you wonder on how to put a smile to the crowd
The same crowd of people who keep on asking why,
The same crowd who'll never understand why you cry.

No question that moving on is "effing" hard,
As you keep on trying, everything starting to fall apart,
But do remember, within every heart there's a soldier,
A soldier that haven't decided whether to be a fighter or a quitter.

Do yourself a favor, please be a fighter,
A fighter whom made out of believer,
A believer whome comes from weak becoming someone stronger,
With that you own yourself happiness which is better.

Life is not a fairytale, because you'll never be the same,
Times might heal the pain, but the scars remain,
But the scars do serve you as a reminder,
That you are once hurt but it will not stay on forever,
Bacause you will move on to something greater,
In the end, You, Only You Yourself Which Is Matter.

Bench Warmer With Zero Credit

One Simple Act Define Every Move,
One Single Mistake Destroy Your Well Build Turf,
The Rest May Relax But Your Still Gotta Fight,
Because You Are The Type Whom Always Need A Guide,
Weight On The World Is Aint On Your Shoulder,
Why? You Got No Guts To Be One Of The Fighter,
Playing It Save Might Save Your Ass From The Pit,
But Nothing Gonna Happen If You Just Playing It Sick,
You Are Not One Of The Tough Guy, Believe Me You Are Not,
Just Another Idjit Whose Ego Can Simply Be Bought,
Yet You Claimed That You Own The World,
Still You Not Getting It And Always Keep Your Card Fold,
An Beautiful Idiot Thats Where You Stand,
A Bench Warmer Who Stay Behind The Grand,
While Everyone Making The Bold Of Every Shot,
You Still Sitting Waiting For Your Guts,
Its Okay, Keep Playing It Save Brother,
Because In The End You Never Gonna Be Any Better.

This Post Is Not About You!

Miss The Time, Not, The Time Shared.
Miss Being There, Not The Place.
Miss The Spotlight, Not The Fame.
Miss The Hero Attitude, Not The Action.
Miss The Craps Of Life, Not The Shit Going Around.
Miss The Moment, Only The Moment, Not Her.
Definitely Not!

Hear Me Now

Band- Hollywood Undead
Song- Hear Me Now
Album- American Tradegy

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife out my chest.
I keep searching for something that I never seem to find.
But maybe I won't, because I left it all behind.
Now I'm stuck with this, and that'll never change
Always a part of me, until the very last day.

Where to go from here? What road to travel on?
I spent my whole life choosing, and I always chose wrong.
Will I try to have the will to be alive?
Will I try because I've never seen the light?
Blow it to the ground and it's now you see,
You spent your whole life taking the best of me

Where'd you go? Where's your home?
How'd you end up all alone?
Can you hear me now?
There's no light, there's no sound.
Hard to breathe, when you're underground.
Can you hear me now? Hear me now

How low can I keep pretending to be?
That all the stars in the sky could mean something to me.
Heaven will open up if I live on my knees.
A man of many words, but of few deeds.
Walking these streets, so absent of hope.


A pillow of concrete, a man with no home.
Lend him a hand, then we're walking the way.
Leave the virtue of pity, but we live with the shame.
So scared to dream in a world with no sunlight.
When you wake up, you know it's darker than last night.
Quickly we forget, sacrifice gone by.
Born to walk away, been walking my whole life.

Where'd you go? Where's your home?
How'd you end up all alone?
Can you hear me now?
There's no light, there's no sound.
Hard to breathe, when you're underground.
Can you hear me now? Hear me now

Look into my eyes and I see
What do I see? Nothing at all
Take another look around me
What do I see? Nothing at all

Where'd you go? Where's your home?
How'd you end up all alone?
Can you hear me now?
There's no light, there's no sound.
Hard to breathe, when you're underground.
Can you hear me now? Hear me now