IRC-Galleria

"Is this my fate!?" he asked them
they answered, condemning him to burn
rejected, forsaken, for being fucking born
I can't believe that this is still a question
that needs an answer
a bigot's eyes judging lives
based on the sex of who you fuck

This is ignorance
failure to evolve
is failure to us all
when will you learn
that this is where we fall

Take my skin.
I can't wait till you're in
So the whisper of sin can erase my face (my face)
If you start to think of how
I traded love for hate
And why I chase the rain.

Get in the fire with die-cast hardware.
This forced emotion to never give a care.
When the needle hits the skin
And the paper touches pen
I will let go of myself and do this all over again.

I'm struggling to bury deep inside secrets of my life
in choices I've been left with today I'm making up for lost times.
You asked where are we are we now, we are exactly nowhere
and it's not about denial. Sharpening my words to make an impact.

I'm so close!
I'm waiting for someone to watch me fall asleep
so I can dream tonight, turn out the lights,
I'm pulling myself down, I can't stop feeling like happy endings are out of style now.

It's raining outside
There's a storm front on my back
Trying to keep, trying to keep me away from you
A stranger's up ahead, holding up a knife
Trying to keep, trying to keep me away from you
It's raining outside
There's a storm front on my back
Trying to keep, trying to keep me away from you
The stars are falling down
Breaking up the road
Trying to keep, trying to keep me away from you

I'll scream till I bleed
I scream stay away from me
They can't keep me back
Keep me back

This could be a movie
And this could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
This could be a movie
And this could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings

I thought you were an angel, I guess you were a vulture.
Either way, spread your wings and just fly away.

YouÂ’re still chasing him.
My saving grace is saving face.
Lost on the backburner.
Good for, good for you.
My saving grace is saving face.
I just sit and wait.

Hmm..

Mutsi erehty selkeesti juhlasta. No, joulutortut on hyviä.


Ja joku, leikatkaa mun hiukset. Kiitos.

Parhaimpia lyriikoita ikinä. Yhä. Ja koskettavimpia.


The traffic's backed for miles
on these quiet suburban roads
while the rubber necking strangers
are dying to see this victim's wounds
cause he's all alone
with his notebooks and poems
in this open grave where he wrote
all of his secrets that became his lyrics
with no intent to show anyone

and we give and we give
but its all for nothing
its all for nothing
we try to resist but I give
everything and its all for nothing

so the panic sets and cycles
his mind for restless sleep
while the blood sucking leeches
contaminate every line they read
just leave him alone in this dark room
this white sheet tightly wrapped cocoon

cause its no secret
I fucking need this
Like I don't need anyone

and we give and we give
but its all for nothing
its all for nothing
we try to resist but I give
everything and its all for nothing

It's like I'm falling asleep with my eyes open
shutting down and off the lights
cause after all of this it's all or nothing
still I wouldn't try to fight

I've fallen asleep with my eyes open
(and you'll lie to all your friends)
(about sights you never saw)
shutting down and off the lights
(and you'll preach to all the press)
(about what you don't know at all)
cause after all of this it's all or nothing
still I wouldn't try to fight

So let me drown so I can breathe again
I'm through choking and suffocating
on alter egos and alter motives
which weigh you down and take control of
the way you are and the things that you need
the life you live and the dreams that you dream
distort and blur all in slow motion
they broke you down and now you're broken
and it's sadder than the saddest movie
I ever saw but without the beauty
so I stopped watching, I stopped caring
I lost all interest and I stopped wearing
these plastic smiles I'll wash my hands clean
I'll forget that you forgot about me
and I'll live the life, the big city feeling
cause it's better than suburban dreaming
Living off the friends that hate you
who talk shit on me
like I don't know who my real friends are
anymore no I don't know you anymore
and it's sadder than the saddest movie
I ever saw but without the beauty
so I stopped watching, I stopped caring

spill the ink and spill your guts again

I've fallen asleep with my eyes open
(and you'll lie to all your friends)
(about sights you never saw)
shutting down and off the lights
(and you'll preach to all the press)
(about what you don't know at all)
cause after all of this it's all or nothing
still I wouldn't try to fight

Tonight, at twelve, we change, ourselves
forget, this world, we know
transparent we'll be
invisible so they won't see
our hearts beat
we won't hurt a thing
we just want to haunt this house
at least for now

Watch us change
kill the light
Phantoms now
dead tonight

You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll disappear
You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll disappear

We'll stay in this room
sit still and enjoy the calm, we become
we'll fall down the stairs
nothing can support us now
we're not here

Watch us change
kill the light
Phantoms now
dead tonight

You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll disappear
You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll disappear

I'll disappear
We're not here
I'll disappear
You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll disappear
You'll be a ghost
I'll be your dream
you'll float through me
I'll understand

If I fall or trip back into love
IÂ’m gonna bring a ladder and gloves
So I can climb right back out
If there is ever even a shred of doubt
IÂ’m gonna bring a flashlight too and
Leave a trail and stick to the plan
You can get real lost down there if youÂ’re not sure
Of the foreign territory
There are times when the path gets blurry
And the wrong turn feels right

But who would want me anyway?
IÂ’m a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give
I donÂ’t think I ever did

There are times when I wish that someone
Would help me find the person I was or give me
A detailed map of the streets
Spelling out the traffic pattern in beeps
I am finding safety in lines
They are painted so they can guide
Empty tanks and broken wheels take me home
Right now I find myself dangling
On the edge trying not to fall in
Back to where I came from

But who would want me anyway?
IÂ’m a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give
I donÂ’t think I ever did

Because I dove in way too deep with rocks tied to me
I should have had a plan cause now these ropes wonÂ’t come free
I do not have faith
If I did then I would feel safe
I would wait here for fate but itÂ’s conveniently late
The bottom is a place that I know too well

So who would want me anyway?
IÂ’m a lush with broken parts and IÂ’ll never change.
And I have nothing left to give
I donÂ’t think I ever did
I wish that I could find the person that I was,
I always thought that IÂ’d be happy if I was loved,
But I have nothing left to give.
I donÂ’t think I ever did.