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Remember me....special dream
I support Living Dead Dolls, Fangoria, Tim Burton & Roman Dirge.
Vjerojatno potaknuta viškom informacija, iznosit ću svoje over-rated ideje ovdje.
Ovo je jedini blog koji sam otvorila za sebe only, pa je sve što pišem otvoreno i potpuno neovisno o komentarima...
Slušate: Requiem For A Dream/ Main Theme.
"What I would find amusing, a reaction I would like to create,
for example, is for somebody, who in his life has been homophobic, to come to a gig and mistake me for a woman for the first half of the gig, and actually think I was quite cute, and then discover that I was a bloke and have to ask themselves some questions about themselves, you know..."
~Brian Molkó~
Funeral For A Friend
Monsters
Scattered seeds and breaking storms
Wont make a decent lie for you
Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs
Step by step and I don't need this
I don't need to be saved
Five steps away from this cliff top
And birds sing their praises
To this weary world that haunts my weary soul
There are monsters here
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
There are monsters here
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
In every despair I'll find you standing there,
Waiting With the bitter taste of envy on your sleeve
Because tonight is our night,
And I don't want this
No, so wont you let me go
There are monsters here
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
There are monsters here
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
And every animal will find itself a home
Every man and woman
Well, they'll just lose control
And we can make ourselves believe
That I don't want this that I don't need this
No, I have this to myself
There are monsters here
And as you scream it makes no sense,
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
In every despair
I'll find you standing there
It makes no sense,
It makes no sense at all
Hawthorne Heights
Niki Fm
Let's go down now
into the darkness
of your thoughts
hurry up now
we're waiting for
us to fall
I fall to pieces now (I fall to pieces now)
a broken mirror (I fall to pieces)
in your life
Silence in black and white
falling forward as she walks toward the light
I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio
I sleep with one eye open so I can
see you breathing (I sleep with one eye open)
I follow your chest home
Until I, (so I can see you breathing)
I can see you, I can hear you breathe in exhale
Silence in black and white
I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio
I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio
KNOW KNOW
I'm outside of your window
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)
I'm outside of your window
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)
I'm outside of your window (one eye open)
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)
Labels...:(
From First To Last
Ride The Wings Of Pestilence
Hiding behind the Shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
To drive this blade straight through your heart
I'll drag your body to the car
As blood races down my arm
I think everyone will wonder where you are (tonight)
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
i'll wear your skin As a suit pretend to be you
Your friends will like you more then they used to.
Dear diary my teen-angst has a body count!
I believe its six going on to seven now!!! seven now!!!
I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood,
With your eyes gouged out
By the work of my thumbs,
The scent of your insides
From under the floor boards,
The perfect perfume
For settling the score
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit, pretend to be you
your friends will like you more than they used to
pretend to be you, your friends will like you more than they used to
Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of...
Ride the wings of pestilence!!!
Ride the wings of pestilence!!!
Ride the wings of pestilence!!!
Andie Davies
Each individual cut
represents a shattered heart...
Each individual cut
shows how many times I've fell apart...
Each individual cut
represents my wish for you...
Each individual cut
shows you what I have been through...
Each individual cut
represents a time I've lied...
Each individual cut
has helped me stay alive...
- The Birthday Massacre
Happy Birthday
I think my friend said, "I hear footsteps."
I wore my black and white dress to the
birthday massacre, birthday massacre, birthday
I wore my black and white dress
I think my friend said, "Stick it in the back of her head."
I think my friend said, "Two of them are sisters."
"I'm a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said
"I'm gonna bash them in, bash them in", I think he said
Then we wished them all a happy birthday
We kissed them all goodnight. Now he chases me to my room,
chases me to my room, chases me
In my black and red dress
I think my friend said, "Don't forget the video."
I think my friend said, " Don't forget to smile."
"You're a murder tramp, murder tramp", I think he said
"You're a murder boy, birthday boy", I think I said
In the end...