I hate my life-Code
KneelFall down and die, Kneel down and cry,Kneel
If i hear her name again, I will stab myself, I will make her remmember me, I will force her to whince as my name is read, From the ballot of the undead.
SufferI see them cry as they tell them all of the lies, They were untouched, So pure and raw, They were immune to the corruption, But only for a moment, They became greedy to soon, They became needy to fast, They wanted to be better than all the rest, They needed to make the losers suffer.Suffer
I Hate Them AllAll I know is darkness, It seeps through my skin and hollows out my now cold heart, Slowly and painfully I awake from my deep slumber, Only to fall dead once again, Life is over rated now,I Hate Them All
I kneel alone, Drowning in the darkness, Losing the struggle of life, The blood, The tears, The hate, The lust, They stab at me, The hope, The love, The Joy, All of them forgotten, Just as I am.
The trust I had in all of them, Was quickly lost as they all lied, To me, The tear stains that run along my face, Are no
Forever DarknessYou stare into the sacred heart of black, Gazing upon yourself, opaque, To the darkness you will bleed, To the darkness you concede,Forever Darkness
Left alone in the light, Blinded by your fallen might, To the darkness you recede, To the darkness you shall lead,
The hungry souls departed, The distortion they imparted, The darkness will be safe, The darkness will stop the ache,
Relying on the infected plea, That lies beneath the corrupt debris, Darkness is the only route, Darkness you cant live without,
Deserted in the dust, Aband
4 man And a FOXBreaking Apart From The InsideGashing myself in the throat again Splitting my own stomache open again It takes me down without a warning These damn voices keep telling me to do these things It hurts, the pain is so real These voices are so unwanted Stabbing my own eyes Splitting my own feet Why the hell does it hurt like this? What the hell is motivating me to do this? These voices...I'm so helpless to their cause I cannot control myself, this pleaserable pain It hurts, I don't want it! It hurts! I just can't stop! My blood is seeping from all over me Yet I still somehow manage to fiBreaking Apart From The Inside
Swept Up and LostIt was a likely, hole-in-the-wall sort of meeting place. Flickering lights and meatloaf specials. It was a low profile drug-dealing sort of place.Swept Up and Lost
I was tapping my lacquered fingernails on the table, waiting for coffee, my stomach churning a bit at the thought that we still existed on this same worldly plane. I think I had honestly expected to see you waltz in, all smiles and some high powered business suit, having found your place once and for all while I was still drifting. It seemed that things should balance themselves that way.
At 9:07 you staggered inside on stiletto heals, barely recognizable. You knocked
StaticI am sitting and wiping away water stains. I am destroying someone’s little watercolor masterpieces. I am watching my hands and waiting.Static
“I feel like we’ve lost each other or something you know? we’re together all the time
you know? but where have you been?”
You are all tired concern. You never need to look at your hands. They are sitting quietly in your lap and I am sitting quietly for a while too just waiting for my lips to move.
“I’ve been around really most of the time. It’s just been well eve
i miss you
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The hardest part isnt finding out what we need to be. Its being content with who we are. - the ataris
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Were all dying, get over it. Live ur life the way u wanna live it
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Were all dying, get over it. Live ur life the way u wanna live it
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Stumbling upon this rock, I had two choices: Either to look down and step over it, or to look straight and trip.
Fall, but not deep enough
Fly, but not high enough
Run, but not far enough
Grab, but not fast enough
-Just like floating in a dream..
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Stumbling upon this rock, I had two choices: Either to look down and step over it, or to look straight and trip.
Fall, but not deep enough
Fly, but not high enough
Run, but not far enough
Grab, but not fast enough
-Just like floating in a dream..
wOOOt.
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there were so many fewer questions when stars were still just the holes to heaven
wake up
things move too fast
so turn up the volume
and enjoy the music while it lasts
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kissing the rain, never felt so good as it does now
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