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View Poll Results: Which song? | |||
Justify | 2 | 16.67% | |
Face Down | 5 | 41.67% | |
Love seat | 0 | 0% | |
Missery loves its company | 5 | 41.67% | |
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04-01-2007, 01:44 PM | #41 (permalink) | |
Existential Egoist
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Pennsylvania
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2. In My Time Of Need I can't see the meaning of this life I'm leading I try to forget you as you forgot me This time there is nothing left for you to take, this is goodbye Summer is miles and miles away And no one would ask me to stay And I should contemplate this change To ease the pain And I should step out of the rain Turn away Close to ending it all, I am drifting through the stages Of the rapture born within this loss Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core of my soul Summer is miles and miles away And no one would ask me to stay And I should contemplate this change To ease the pain And I should step out of the rain Turn away At times the dark's fading slowly But it never sustains Would someone watch over me In my time of need And you know they aren't that good either. I mean influencing band like Novembers Doom and Draconian doesn't amount for much. Yeah they suck. April fools! |
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04-03-2007, 05:58 PM | #44 (permalink) |
contrast&compare.
Join Date: Jan 2005
Posts: 661
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I think they're really terrible.
they're all like, "we don't want kids killing themselves." so make unhappy music. do it. make sense.
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Jesus Christ, I'm alone again, so what did you do those three days you were dead?
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05-04-2007, 06:37 PM | #48 (permalink) | |
isfckingdead
Join Date: Nov 2004
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05-04-2007, 08:36 PM | #50 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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the milky way galaxy isn't on earth
i live on earth, which is located in the milky way.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |