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What if I wanted to break, laugh it all off in your face. What would you do?
What if I fell to the floor, couldn't take all this anymore. What would you do, do, do?

Come Break me down. Bury me, bury me. I am finished with you.

What if I wanted to fight, beg for the rest of my life. What would you do?
You say you wanted more. What are you waiting for? I'm not running from you.

Come, break me down. Bury me, bury me. I am finished with you.
Look in my eyes. You're killing me, killing me. All I wanted was you...

I tried to be someone else, but nothing seemed to change.
I know now, this is who I really am inside. Finally found myself.
Fighting for a chance, I know now, this is who I really am.

Come Break me down. Bury me, bury me. I am finished with you, you, you.
Look in my eyes. You're killing me, killing me. All I wanted was you...
Come, break me down. Break me down. Break me down

What if I wanted to break...?

Right.

"Right Click... Save target as..." and the work is done.
Easy as ABC, on a golden plate, free for everyone.
A track won't be enough, get the complete works, what does it change?
5 hours to swallow, a lifetime creation. Anything strange?

From Elvis to the Doors up to Judas Priest, I've got it all!
Browse my folder, fill your disk from Sinatra to Genesis up to Motörhead.
The universal knowledge, the masterpieces of all time.
Art for free, just add it to your virtual cart.
And when a singer gets ruined and ceases to sing,
the TV channels will build some new kings.

"Right Click... Save Target as..." or fill your wish list.
Don't forget anything, It would be a shame.
No file is missing, the last one of the folder you shouldn't neglect, this one's a hit,
The artist is glad to show you his supermarket bills and his rent receipts.

From the Shadows to the Stones up to Napalm Death, I've got it all!
Browse my folder, hold your breath.
From the Beatles to the Bee-Gees up to Brutal Truth, the universal knowledge.

Went to the baker's. Stole some bread. Got arrested. That makes no sense!

Random lost souls have asked me "What's the future of rock'n'roll?"
I say "I don't know does it matter?", this and that scene,
They sound all the same to me, neither much worse nor much better.

We're so fucked these days.
We don't know who to hate or who to praise, yet we consider this our suffering and pain.
When we're so privileged, a fact we all forget about as we go whinging all over the place.

How we've laughed as they shoveled the ashes. Wrath hath soured.
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt, for this candy store of ours.

Look at those cunts on MTV, with their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit.
Is that what being a celebrity means? Look, boys and girls, here's BBC.
See corpses, rapes, and amputees. What do you think now of the American dream?

And our soccer moms and dads, who raised us brats on these TV ads.
I know that they sleep at night, their conscience is intact.
They've convinced themselves of that giving money to Jesus Fucking H Christ.

How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes of the twin towers.
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt for this candy store of ours.

Eye on the TV ,'cause tragedy thrills me. Whatever flavor it happens to be.

Like: "Killed by the husband", "Drowned by the ocean", "Shot by his own son",
"She used the poison in his tea and kissed him goodbye".
That's my kind of story, it's no fun til someone dies.

Don't look me at like, I am a monster. Frown out your one face, but with the other.
Stare like a junkie, into the TV. Stare like a zombie, while the mother, holds her child.
Watches him die! Hands to the sky cryin, "Why, oh why?"

'Cause I need to watch things die, from a distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too - don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'.
Neither the brave nor bold, will write us the story so,
we won't give pause until the blood is flowin'.

I need to watch things die, from a good safe distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all feel the same so, why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain fallin' down, drown on grave and ground.

Part vampire. Part warrior. Carnivore and voyeur
Still have the transmittal, sing to the death rattle.

Lie!

Incredulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
But pull your head on out, your head please and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.

The universe is hostile. So impersonal. Devour to survive.
So it is, so it's always been ...

We all feed on tragedy. It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than I...

You are a worm in a dog's heart, A newborn mongoloid child,
Operating at great speeds, Covered in vaseline and immaculate skin,
And fantastic pigmentation,

You are a milky tear in a dead mans eye, In disguise an insect martyr,
Under pink light incubation and postcard amnesia and immaculate skin,

Pathetic little sheep children following the herd,
Guided by the voices in their empty little heads,
You are a worm in a dog's heart.

Sick of trying to find a way inside. Sick and tired of all the after.
Sick of trying ot find a way to slide, even though it always ends in laughter.
I'ts never hard to tell when things are done. She looked into my eyes and a voice said RUN!
She says that I'm a mess but it's alright. Whether it's 2 weeks, 2 years or just tonight.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high.

I can find a reason that we should quit. I can find a reason to do it,
I can find excuses for all my shit. She tells me just to work right through it.
She's pretty and I like her but she's too well, 'cause I need red flags and long nights and she can tell.
It's not that its my fault it's just my style. Beginning with a look and then a smile.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high.

She don't need a thing, she don't need saving or a lay. She's got all the friends around and you can hear them say:
"He's not into you, he's into the idea of" But little do they know that she's not through.

You can occupy my every sigh, You can rent a space inside my mind. At least untill the price becomes too high...

I'm digging you a desert grave underneath the burning sun.
I'm digging you a desert grave, you won't be found by anyone.
Burying the sins of man, in an eternal tomb of sand.
Vultures circle in the sky and you my dear are the reason why.

You fought so hard to get away from the tight grip of death.
You tried so hard to run away, until your last dying breath.
Burying the sins of man in an eternal tomb of sand.
Vultures circle in the sky. You my dear are the reason why.

Go kiss the daylight goodbye as the sun lays down to die.
Comes to end another day. As night falls on your desert grave.

Täytä kohdat, ja haasta sitten viisi seuraavaa:

TÄMÄNHETKINEN:

1. Sijainti? - Kämpillä
2. Opiskelu/työpaikka? - Vansco Electronics Oy
3. Vaatetus? - Red Skull-paita ja White Skull-farmarit
4. Olotila? - Hikinen
5. Musiikki? - Dog Fasfion Disco - Darkest Days
6. Ärsytys? - Typerät ihmiset
7. Ilon aihe? - darrattomuus
8. Ihastus? - Katselee suolattuja elimiä toisessa huoneessa
9. Ajatus? - Missä?
10. Mieliteko? - Aloitin siivoamaan (en mielelläni, mutta on pakko)

VIIMEISIN:
1. Humala? - M.A.N./Fear Factoryn Keikalla viikko sitten
2. Automatka? - Duuni - kämppä
3. Kalenterimerkintä? - en suporttaa
4. Elokuva? - Idle hands
5. Tekstiviesti? - Evt. Havannan joku mainos
6. Lääkäri/sairaalakäynti? - Keskiviikkona (vatsatauti)
7. Vaateostos? - White Skull-housut
8. Matka? - Stadiin, FF-keikka
9. Pettymys? - Misery Index
10. Unohdus? - Unohdin jo mitä unohdin

SEURAAVA/TULEVA:
1. Keikka/konsertti? - ööö... Paradise Lost, ehkä. Provinssi tietysti sitten joskus
2. Yöpaikka? - Sänky
3. Ostos? - Ruokaa. Lasitaulu, johon saa laittaa kerätyt settilistat
4. Rahanlähde? - IAET-kassa?
5. Tavattu ystävä? - evt. Katsotaan
6. Soitettu puhelu? - evt.
7. Teko tämän kyselyn jälkeen? - Kuppaan
8. Juhlan aihe? - Tuparit kenties
9. Lupaus? - todennu että paree ku ei lupaa mitää (varastin haksulta)

LEMPI:
1. Jogurtti? - Kolmesta mahdollisesta syötävästä : mansikka-greippi
2. Tupakkamerkki? - Sininen Lämäri
3. Piirretty elokuva? - Viidakon Läskipää
4. Itsetehty ruoka? - Konjakki pihvi ja lohkoperunat
5. Rakkauslaulu? - SYL - Love?
6. Baari/Ravintola? - Hullupullo
7. Auto? - Oma biimerin vanhus
8. Sunnuntain viettotapa? - darra
9. Ruokakauppa? - Shittari
10. Levyn kansi? - Nuclear Rabbit - Mutopia

EPÄMIELUISIN:
1. Virvoitusjuoma? - Salmiakki kola tai fievel-limsa
2. Asia kotipaikkakunnallasi? - Apinat autoissansa
3. Herätys? - Kaikki perus
4. Suudelma? - semmoset EVOt
5. Karkki? - Fazerin parhaat (ei jääkarhut)
6. Puoli itsessä? - Laiskimus maksimus
7. Sairastettu tauti? - Kaikki, jotka estää pystyssä olemisen
8. TV-ohjelma? - 99,9% reality ohjelmista. Johdossa tällä hetkellä efsii nördärit (en ole kyllä sekuntiakaan kattonu, mutta silti)
9. Alkoholijuoma? - SLIVOVICHY POPOZEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (joku tuokaa mulle muutama pullo jostain itävallasta jos saatte!)
10. Kieli? - Mathlab ja Java

Sinä, joka luet tätä, kuvaile minua yhdellä sanalla.
Siis vain yhdellä ( ! ), ja sen jälkeen laita tämä omaan päiväkirjaasi, jotta näet mitä muut ajattelevat sinusta.

So far so good oh well, so you're in love what the hell.
Someday I can retry this gut rhetoric outtake.
Why must I feel disgrace please wipe that smile off your face.
Forget you, all you do I know that you'll forgive me.

Your piece of me is fading, part of me is gone,
saw you from far away, and lost you in the sun.
So far, so long.

This is a point of view it's doing nothing for you,
I donÂ’t care if you stare its not that complimentary.
I'm where I need to be is that hard for you to see.
What once was better for you is better for me.

Your piece of me is fading part of me is gone.
Saw you from far away and lost you in the sun.
So far, so long, so long, too long.