i had good charlotte chronicles of life and death blasting in my stereo while trying to study my chem.. but instead of getting the factors(affecting the rate of reaction) into my head, i was getting something else instead.

the songs in the albums make me think about stuffs alot. which is a good thing. i mean, thinking is good. but not when you've got so much assignments to do and you are merely just starting.

the reason why i'm blogging at such a wrong timing.. i need to get stuffs out of my system once and for all so i can concentrate on (my attempt to try to) study.

turn on channel 7 at a quarter to eight.
you see the same damn thing its just a different day.
no one really knows why this is happening.
but its happening.

everywhere you go its just a different place.
youve got the same dark feelings
see the same sad faces.
and no one really cares that this is happening.

we come into this world
and we are all the same.
in that moment there's no one to blame.

living in this place
it's always been this way.
no one's doing nothing,
so there's nothing changes.

and i cant live
when this world keeps dying.. its dying.
people always tell me
that this is part of the plan.
that god got everybody in his hands.
but i can only pray that god is listening.
is he listening?

living in this world
growing colder everyday.
nothing can stay perfect now i see.

and the world is black.
and hearts are cold.
and there's no hope
thats what we're told.
we cant go back
it wont be the same
forever changed
by the things we've seen.

i can understand why this friend of mine dislike good charlotte.. their songs are like propaganda. but hey. they are just making a point.

but i still do think there's more to life(:

i especially like track 14.. first time listening to the words, i went like ouch.. reality bites in the ass and it bites deep.

in this world all of our sins are simple. we choose death over innocent life. and in this world it's not our money that's evil. its the ones who choose it over life.

no matter how hard they try no matter how high they climb up the ladder. they won't reach up into heaven. no matter how hard they try no matter how loud they cry. they won't buy they way into heaven.