whats the differencea slowly ageing depressive, sitting alone with his pent up agression, moaning to himself, about how this life has shat on him.whats the difference
a young blooded enthusiast, with his gang of merry drunk friends, living it up in the bar rooms, drinking happily till the early hours.
a women so close to death, laying old withered on her hospital bed, every breath bringing tears to her eyes, feeling sorrow not for herself, but her family.
a wise man sits, on his comfy leather chair, dead, and cold, forgotton by the ones he loves.
the adolescen
trying to build herself a mando you want me, like i want you? we both are free, my love is true.trying to build herself a man
you stole my heart, from the very start, it was in your eyes, they held no lies.
what did we start that night? under the bar room light, a love flame catch fire so bright, but now we sit here in frieght.
at what we have became, trying to figure out whos to blame, you leave me by the burnt out flame, crying alone, screaming yout your name.
but two weeks later your back, preaching to me about what i lack, you say im hooked on a life style, but baby i
new scar or the one love?up in arms about meeting you, but down in the dumps that we cant meet.new scar or the one love?
i want to hold you and kiss you, tell you all of my life, i need to know you, everything, the whole story.
what are your fears, or dreams, what makes you cry, what makes you smile, how do we get past each of the walls we put up?
i will protect you and love you til my dying breath, kill for you and lie for you, id die for you, but not just yet.
you are on my mind, its twisting and contorting, everything i think of, has you at the begining,
off the circle.having a complicated time following these relationship guide lines, screwing up and making a mess. im breaking your heart while i break my back, trying to love you, but you keep telling me to stop.off the circle.
and then when i stop, you start to cry, then i start to get mad at myself,
because i made you cry, by doing what you said.
but then it begins again, we follow the circle of love, untill the circle splits and one of us falls, hitting the ground, nose first.
but we allways pick each other up, with a kiss and a sorry, thinking th
Crush Your RealityYou are full of hope and dreams And this worries me far too much. I want to be the one who pulls you down And turns your dreams back into nightmares.Crush Your Reality
Your skin is cocaine white And you hold an innocent expression So take a deep breath, darling And watch your life fall apart
I want to bring you down in the worst way Wash your hands clean for the last time For tonight it will end in broken hearts and broken promises And crimson will stain your beautiful eyes.
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You've got Good and Bad down there. You have to know which one you are dealing with. They will try to kill you.
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If I play in the dark of the world
If I lose I don't mind
When the Dying Call (Danzig)
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can you tell what it is it...??
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If I play in the dark of the world
If I lose I don't mind
When the Dying Call (Danzig)
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
your work is great.
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