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12-14-2005, 09:07 PM | #341 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Dec 2005
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It's between
"Tell me something about a lonely night burnt by the steam from a better life But your lottery touch feels lucky enough Refugee hands from a gin war I know a place where we can rest tonight but when the bombs start falling, you've got to open your eyes and I just hope I still have mine" from 'The Gin War' by Cassino or "When our eyes meet, there will be misery to pay" from 'Misery' by War of the Fallen Soldier |
12-15-2005, 08:12 PM | #343 (permalink) |
Groupie
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Location: east gizzle, rhode island
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The love letters that lead to bliss,
Embracing, youthful, love's first kiss, Stops after school, the parents fooled, Thinking they'll be home so soon, She waits for him in parking lots and hallways everyday, He smiles anticipating, thinking of the words to say if you like me check yes, if you dont ill die - showbread |
12-15-2005, 10:51 PM | #345 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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i wish i were a mod..
these ass wipes would die.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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12-15-2005, 11:05 PM | #346 (permalink) | |
Music Addict
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Australia
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goooooooooooooooooooood call (thumbs up)
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12-16-2005, 01:23 AM | #347 (permalink) | ||
Bright F*cking Red
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Location: San Diego
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^ha....that made me laugh. i probaby already posted somewhere in this thread. but i have more favorites. i know its not exactly emo. but....this particular song gives me a laugh every time i listen to it. its just seems........sceneXcore. vendetta red - date with destiny When you're broken from the break up, and those cold tears smear your makeup, and you're wishing he made sure you were dead when he left 16 sutures on your throat dear from your left ear to your right ear. Goes to show you you're no good at breaking it off. "Oh Holy Grace, they made love to your face with a boxcutter. Now you'll croon through the cavities girl. The ropes burn your wrists, tape stinging your lips till you're crying out when those phantoms they claw at your door." Tied with barbed wire and guitar string to a junkie's soiled box spring. You were thankful for the gym socks he stuffed in your mouth. 'Cause the blood soaked through the tissue when your teeth broke when he hit you. You denied him the pleasure he gets when you scream. Say the words, tear the gauze, and these bastards pay with their lives.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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