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| 11:28pm 09/07/2005 |
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mood:  depressed
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I never said I'd lie in wait forever
If I died, we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever...
Ever...
Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies
At the end of the world
Or the last thing i see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me
If I fall
If I fall (down)
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna... |
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| .:too bad your heart can only break this much once:. |
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| 02:31am 30/06/2005 |
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mood:  pissed off
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well...i've done something, which i shouldn't have...i kept running my mouth too damn long...and well, things aren't fun...i'd loved you since i'd met you, with a secret part of my heart which i still won't admit to...i still love you, very much...and i always will, even when it doesn't seem like it...take my word that i still would kill for you, and i'll always be here to support you...you're one of my closest friends and i feel like i can trust you with anything, and i've never done anything in return for the all the kindness you've given me...all the times you've listened, all the nice things said...i've never done anything in return...and i know i should, but i don't, and i wish i knew why...maybe like they say "you never know what you have until you lose it"...well i never want to lose this to know what i've had...i want to know what i have and i want to keep it...this is the worst little entry thing i've ever read...but there's no other way to get it out...i'm to scared to talk to you now...i'm scared of you...and that's horrible, because i shouldn't be...we'll just have to see where this goes |
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| Save Your Tears For the Dead |
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| 01:06am 14/06/2005 |
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mood:  distressed
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You've become,
My nothing,
Just a bad memory...
And I wish I could say the same,
But you linger,
Still in my thoughts,
And on my lips,
Your hands still on my waist,
And your eyes still look into mine,
If I could walk away this time,
I don't know where I'd go
(BREAKDOWN PART)
I know,
Just what I would say,
I'd scream it in your face,
And hold you by the shoulders,
And watch your tears,
While the truth is torn,
Ripping out my heart,
I still love you,
Always and forever,
Just like I said,
Just like I promised,
Know I keep my word,
I'm always here.... |
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| this is horrible and it needs to stop...i'm tired of losing sleep |
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| 09:10pm 11/06/2005 |
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mood:  gloomy
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i know that one of the people who are supposed to read this, already know...i'm not happy, i haven't been happy for a long time
it ended months ago...i cried for it, i fuckin cried all over the shoulder of a friend, i told myself it was done, i was past it...and i keep thinking of her...isn't that wonderful? i keep having dreams about her, and waking up in the middle of the night with a tear rolling down my cheek...for christ's sake, you'd think i wouldn't keep doing that
one day, i heard everything i wanted to, come past soft lips...and then in a week, after hearing that the thing you'd want to do before you died, was kiss me one more time...it was gone
it could be a fucking movie...so what do i do about it? it feels like this is never going to go away...maybe i should just deal with it...just get rid of anything that reminds me of you...would that help me at all? probably not, i'd probably feel worse
i know it's time to move past this, and i'm trying to...i really am, i don't know what to say now
don't fall in love...hitting the ground hurts the most |
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| maybe happiness will come... |
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| 02:26pm 09/06/2005 |
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mood: sad
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Pick me up, love!
(Pick me up, love)
Hey, how long, how long, how long (Everyday)
Everyday, ah
Pick me up, oh, from the bottom
Up to the top, love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I take my chances on everyday
Left to right
Up and down, love
I push up love, love everyday
Jump in the mud, oh
Get your hands dirty with
Love it up on everyday
All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.
Everyday
Everyday
Oh, Everyday...
Pick me up, love, from the bottom
Up onto the top, love, everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I'm gonna take my chances on everyday
Left to right
Up and up and inside out right
Good love fight for everyday
Jump in the mud, mud
Get your hands filthy, love
Give it up, love
Everyday
All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.
Oh...
What you’ve got
Lay it down on me
What you’ve got
Lay it down on me
All you need is
All you want is
All you need is love.
All you need is
What you want is
All you need is love.
Everyday
Everyday
Oh, Everyday...
Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everday...
Up from the bottom, everyday
Up to the top love, everyday
Pick me up love
Lift me up love
Pick me up love
Everyday |
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| OH MY GOODNESS!!! WHERE HAS THE JOURNAL BEEN!?!?!?!? |
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| 09:46pm 01/06/2005 |
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mood:  mosh pit mode
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Well...here i am with another exciting LiveJournal entry...for those of you who don't already know, the band is going to be in Kettering this Friday playing at The Cellar...this is our first out of town show...i'm excited, but wait...THERE'S MORE!!! On the 18th we're supposed to go to Indiana...UH-OH TDDUP, we have an out of state show first!!! :o Oh snap!
but other than that, there's nothing very exciting to report from the front...keep it metal my metal friends of metal middletown, and other places
i'm out like a weird belly-button |
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| 06:45pm 12/05/2005 |
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mood: bored
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Your Deadly Sins
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Envy: 60%
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Sloth: 40%
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Gluttony: 0%
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Greed: 0%
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Lust: 0%
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Pride: 0%
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Wrath: 0%
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Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%
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You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic. |
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| you know exactly who the fuck this is for... |
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| 04:03pm 10/05/2005 |
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mood: pissed off
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Truth
You wrap your words around it
Strength
Born in each one of us but somehow you never found it
Hate
It's too late to erase and now hates all I have for the weak
You're just so weak
You talk you talk you talk
But you never walk the walk
Ive heard it before and ive had enough
You talk you talk you talk
But you never walk the walk
I'm up to my neck now I want the truth
Theres just no way around it
Strength
You can front all you want but your nothing without it hate
No escape from my hate, theres no way,
your lies made you too
Weak
You're just so weak
You talk you talk you talk
But you never walk the walk
Ive heard it before and ive had enough
You talk you tak you talk
But you never walk the walk
Im up to my neck now I want the truth
I want the truth
Hate for the weak and hate for all those lies you fed me
Dont fucking speak
Its too late, you're all but dead now to me |
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| .:let's give it up for those M-town kids:. |
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| 11:23pm 26/03/2005 |
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mood: mosh pit mode
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I LOVE YOU GUYS
the show was awesome last night...
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO CAME AND SHOWED THEIR SUPPORT FOR THE LOCAL BANDS!!
don't forget though...
APRIL 2nd, at CC's SHOWCASE
i don't have the details right now, but i'll have them later...promise? |
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| here we go again |
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| 10:54pm 15/03/2005 |
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mood:  hmm
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MARCH 25 @ 7:00 CC's SHOWCASE
Middletown, OH 45042
Cost: $5.00
A DYING BREED, SUBVERSION, TILL DEATH DO US PART, END IT ALL, other bands TBA |
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| 10:30pm 27/02/2005 |
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mood:  happy
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| .:flying on the brightest wings against the darkest sky:. |
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| 10:16pm 27/02/2005 |
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mood: happy
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well, we played our show, hell yeah...i was in shock for awhile that we actually pulled it off, i have to say:
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME AND EVERYONE WHO HELPED OUT
also...
THANKS TO ALL THE BANDS, THAT MEANT A LOT TO ME
we'll have a demo next time, maybe, i want to see a huge crowd like that again!
love you guys |
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| .:live each day:. |
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| 10:42am 19/02/2005 |
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mood: frustrated
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alright...listen, everyone who reads this,
i want to know who planned on fucking with the bands show, i want to know who's telling lies, and i want to know why for both questions. this is flat out fucking bullshit, as far as i know, i haven't done a damn thing to anyone that would provoke something that low. so answer me any of you cowards that can't come right up to me and tell me. |
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| .:i close my eyes, pretend that i am weightless:. |
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| 09:44pm 09/02/2005 |
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mood:  giddy
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*big sigh*
well online "journal" readers...i'm bored outta my mind, i'm tired of this same thought, it hasn't left me for the last 2 days...well, i'm nervous about the show, a lot, but most of you already know that, even though it's 2 weeks from now, i'm all jittery and stuff...oh well, i'll tough it out, 'cause i'm a badass
i love you |
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| 02:53pm 08/02/2005 |
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mood: gloomy
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everyday you have to play your role...for me, it's be the guy that you can look to, laugh a little louder, say something a little nicer, hug them a little tighter, push the bar a little farther...by the time it's friday, you can barely stand it...and then it's Saturday, and it all comes out in the basement of the white house...in two weeks, everything that doesn't get out in those hours every weekend, is going to break out all at once within that one hour...
but still...why not be the person you can look to? why not be the person everyone can hug when they need one? i don't feel any better after that, well...no...i feel better after i've helped a few people, you know who you are, and some might think they're one of those people, but they aren't...sometimes trying to make something better for someone else only makes everything worse for yourself, and i'm sure you all already know that...i guess i'm just a little behind the rest of you when it comes to figuring stuff out
whatever, in the last year a lot of things have happened for me...i'm part of a band that i love, i have friends from that experience that mean tons to me, i've met people that i wish i hadn't, i felt a feeling i'd never had before i'm still feeling it...i've tried some things that i'm not doing anymore, and i wish i could get everyone else to stop it, but there's little chance for that to happen...
hell, i'll just say it STOP DRINKING...just quit, you won't get anything out of it...you feel empty, so you'll try to fill it up with another empty feeling, and yeah, you might feel better for a few hours...but what about when that's gone? then what do you feel? it's not worth it... |
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| .:this is ours:. |
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| 10:23pm 07/02/2005 |
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mood:  cold
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I've been working on a song...that i think might just be me playing by myself...but incase there's going to be anything else...this can be read over the sound my heart puts out through that instrument...
This angel,
That held me above this hell of life,
The most precious rose,
The brightest star...
Held the sharpest thorn,
And the hottest flame.
My new mistress,
A steel ensnarement,
The clearest feeling,
The straightest line,
This stinging love...
A bitter song
On the lips of those,
Who raise black sails,
And don't look back,
Who live on the edge,
And don't look back...
The strongest heart,
Would break to hear,
The cry of those,
Who had it all,
And lost the world,
To the perfect thought,
The sweetest dream,
The most enticing eyes..... |
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| .:live LOVE burn die:. |
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| 02:52pm 07/02/2005 |
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mood: pissed
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If I gave you pretty enough words.
could you paint a picture of us that works.
an emphasis on function rather than design.
aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back
and blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while..
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. All the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die.
I am exhumed just a little less human and a lot more bitter and cold.
I am exhumed.. just a little less human....
so much more bitter and cold....
after all these images of pain, have cut right thru you,
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone...
then I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat.
aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. All the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die
LIVE LOVE BURN DIE |
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