| GUN AND GAME shadow of the night light of the day take your last breath you've been targeted prey watch your lifeless body taken by a gun it's hard to think that all of this was just for horns and to have fun and they continue their senseless ways thinking they are kings asking for praise but one day they'll see what they have done and they'll be stopped take away their gun. -Beginning of April |
| LOOK a look in the mirror is all i need to make me suffer this depressing scene a look at my report card is all i care to make my parents happy and it's not fair a look at the world makes me want to cry cut out my eyes make them burn and fry a look at my heart to remember the reason to live and forget the horrors lived in seasons a look at the emptyness, the coldness, to dare to continue this hatred, this confusion, dead lair a look at the happy, non-understanding people live the routine, already ate the poisonous apple a look at the eye that is killing me take away my eyes i don't want to see smell the poison, touch the pain hear the screaming, taste the gain take it away, take out my senses where's my knife, i'm on the fences or i'll just stay here, lying on my bed letting only the blue light get to my head a look in my head is all you need to make you suffer these depressing scenes. April 23, 2002 *i actually DO have a blue light installed in my room... |
| GOTHIC ADRENALINE i feel so goth that i could die this life has all been one big lie bathe myself in silk white powder after i've taken my blood shower inky black paintbrush express your power blast the music, put it louder spikes and chokers round the neck let no vampire start to peck grab the laces, put the fishnets to the cemetery with cameras, lets seance bring about my old company the taste of blood i miss like honey take a rest for the sleep i lack like it here, i'm not going back gonna call on death to bring me in skipping a reckless life, that a sin? April 23, 2002 |
| (OUIJA) the candle, the board the spirit, the hoard a yes, a no confusion, don't know the silence attracts the answers intrigue the nervous react forget the fatigue belief that we need the greed that we heed indulge in our wants the answers they'll feed please thank, say goodbye hope it wasn't a lie but (then) what's that dim figure that aura, that ki? April 25, 2002 |
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