

Stuck TogetherIf there was a choice between two paths, You'd choose neither, and make your own. I would follow you.Stuck Together
It could lead me hundreds of miles To somewhere I've never been. Or stuck in a pile of mud.
We'd probably end up covered in dirt, And smelling a bit... seasoned. But I'd be okay with that.
I don't really care where we get stuck. Because whether it's in mud or not, We're stuck together.


When The World EndsWhen The World Ends
I've watched the world end on a thousand starless nights. I've seen its last light burning in the fire of your eyes.
I am the desert plains that have blown away. I am the mountains, crumbling to a scorched ground.
I watched the sun as it burned through your smile. I followed the moon on that twisted path.
I am the last word on your lips. I am not the last one in your arms.
I've watched the world end in a thousand dimming dreams. I've heard its last breath as you were starving it of life. I've watched the world end through a thousand flo


Pretty LieThe stakes are high and the game is fast The cards are flying out right into your hand When you've got to lay it on the line Just remember: winning - is only everythingPretty Lie
I know a saying - I heard it before: The man with the most cash dies last, But you always knew that money was life So you traded everything for just another
Dollar bill, dollar bill You've got to get another dollar bill To buy a new car, buy a new suit Buy some more friends and buy 'em a real good time Just buy everything that you can To forget your life (Is just a pretty lie) &nb


Lost In A DreamAre we alive only in the past tense? Do we have to prefix everything with last? The last goodbye, the last hello. That last and final kiss.Lost In A Dream
Are we alive only in some fading memories? Memories that will fade and fade and fade, Until finally they are but a glimmer. If it's not remembered, did it even happen?
Are we alive only in a broken dream? Some creature that lurks the depths, Somewhere between consciousness and oblivion, Prepared to strike a guard that's let down.
Are we alive only in scraps of papers? Crumpled notes forged by candlelight, &n


The BreakingThe BreakingThe Breaking
i dont want to break again
i sewed myself inside a shadow with bloodless stitches following painless patterns hemming up the tattered pieces to hide alone (i didnt know how to mend them) to present a flawless front (no i like it this way im too independent i like being on my own) inside myself i was safe convinced that ignorance was the best remedy and that repeating a hard-won lie could only make it true (i dont need anyone i dont need anyone i dont need anyo
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"It is only after you have lost everything, that you are free to do anything."
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"It is only after you have lost everything, that you are free to do anything."
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"It is only after you have lost everything, that you are free to do anything."
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Moo.
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How can you mean what you say when you don't say what you mean?
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The deeper the mud, the more beautiful the lotus blooms.
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Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and finally for money.
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HOW TO MAKE "VAMPS:" All you need is one parts HYDE and one parts K.A.Z. Add a dash of sex, blood, rock 'n roll. Shake, shake, shake, but not in a nasty way and enjoy.
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HOW TO MAKE "VAMPS:" All you need is one parts HYDE and one parts K.A.Z. Add a dash of sex, blood, rock 'n roll. Shake, shake, shake, but not in a nasty way and enjoy.
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