When passion's lost and all the trust is gone, Way too far, for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected, Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold Hold the hand of your best friend, look into their eyes, Then watch them drift away Some might say, we've done the wrong things, For way too long, for way too long Fever inside the storm, So I'm turning away, Away from the name (calling your names) Away from the stones (throw sticks and stones) 'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us Keep your thorns 'Cause I'm running away, Away from the games (fucking head games) Away from the space (hate this head space) The circumstances of a world so cold Burning whispers, remind me of the days, I was left alone, in a world this cold Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause, I've left alone, in a world so cold I'm flying, I'm flying away, Away from the names (calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold Why does everyone feel like my enemy, Don't want any part of depression or darkness, I've had enough, Sick and tired, bring the sun, or I'm gone, or I'm gone I'm backing out, I'm no pawn, No mother-fucking slave to this, Never lied Never left Never lived Never loved Never lost Never hurt Never worry about being me, or anyone else Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything, I need to find a darkened corner, A lightless corner, Where it's safer and calmer, I'm turning away, I'm running away, I'm flying, I'm flying away, Away from the names (calling your names) Away from the games (fucking head games) The circumstances of a world so cold
Character: Anachrion
Player: FunkyPot
Theme: The Noose by A Perfect Circle
So glad to see you well Overcome and completely silent now Without himself You cast your demons out And not to pull your halo down Around your neck and tug you off your cloud But I'm more than just curious How you're planning to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead Recall the deeds as if They're all someone else's Atrocious stories Now you stand reborn before us all So glad to see you well With your halo slipping down Your halo slipping Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down to choke you now
Character: Non Lux
Player: Krunk
Theme: Prince Charming by Metallica
It's a black cloud over head That's me And the poison ivy chokes the tree Again it's me I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street You walk on by I'm the little boy that pushes hard And makes him cry There's a dirty needle in your child Ha ha, stick me An empty bottles still in hand still dead Still me I'm the suit and tie that bleeds the street And still wants more I'm the .45 that's in your mouth I'm a dirty, dirty whore Yeah look it's me The one who can't be free Much too young to focus But to old to see Hey look it's me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want you want to see Hey ma, hey ma look it's me Yeah, he wants to become father now Me again me The marks inside your arms, spell me Spell only me I'm a nothing face that plants the bomb And stroles away I'm the one who doesn't look quite right As children play Look up to me, What to be and what to fear Look up to me Look it's me, at what you hear See right through me See the one who can't be free See right through me Look it's me what no one wants to see
Character: Soliloqui
Player: Kitty
Theme: Another Life by Third Eye Blind
People�s eyes say I�m no damn good Shook down and left lonely Only with the maybe we could I stay inside cause I�m misunderstood I can�t get no release I�m shell shocked from some heavy blows A stranger to the people I know Who used to say �he never had a down day� Now I�m holding on to can�t let goes And silence brings no peace Because another life Went through my window pane And I don�t know why I�ve got a will to burn In attic rooms I just shut my door For seven weeks or maybe seven more It�s like I face a seven headed whore The fight�s knocked out of me No measure for grief and I can�t find it with the sound Break down, to the great god of the hand me down Holding the past around wound up at the lost and found Where the colors all run to grey I�m coming out of a down day Colorized, the city�s plays a double feature today Life is long and something is wrong But I want to know what�s going on In another life Cause it�s good again And it will never die I�ve got a will to burn To see you again It�s like another life It�s like I�ll not get better Will to burn Time goes by and I realize, that I�m alright You thought nothing would be the same But life comes round again Quick wits and all curious All caught up in what you say And makes me grab the time Before it slips away I can�t stay and I cannot wait And I�m grateful to whistle past a grave yard gate
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