Daryl.....sings the portrait we live....
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it seams as if the music was subliminally
setting in....a surreal realization of
the life im living...been living..
loving...
loved...*******
EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT SILENCE
(plays the cd)
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.........................................
is what it read across the screen
still listing are we...?...
best to believe that all this will pass...
today i lived like it was my last....
the visuals are to much for my eyes......
even in the nights sky i see her silhouette....
i try to forget...
is it better to forget?...
i just wish i had slept....
do i want to forget?
i just wish i had slept...
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(end of cd)
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and at the end of transmission.....
the one that stuck out in my mind.
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Hotel Of The White Locust
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Welcome to Hollywood Girl
My dance has passed.
Welcome to Hollywood girl.
Wake the fuck up in Hollywood whore.
Combine the throbbin' in my head
with the rhythm of my fucking feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
and read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've whored myself for less than this
and I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched the fucking fists and banged my head.
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Now I kiss up to God my fists
and I pray to keep my head
though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
and my fists all fucking red.
Through sickness and health,
I've kissed up to God two years, I have focused..
On the cameos made by the tiger in the valley of the fucking locust.
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
No one can the place of me?
Wipe...
Wipe off your mouth.
Get up off your knees and make me your god.
Who could ever,
Who the fuck could ever?
It's sexual debauchery you fucking cunt, you fucking whore,
You cost what you're worth.
Followed by a boy like this,
Reignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut you'll still be fuckin beautiful.
Pack your shit and leave, and take my memories of her with you.
(I don't need to know) (10times)
...And take her fucking with you
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******
**
*
<3
it seams as if the music was subliminally
setting in....a surreal realization of
the life im living...been living..
loving...
loved...*******
EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT SILENCE
(plays the cd)
**********************************************
.........................................
is what it read across the screen
still listing are we...?...
best to believe that all this will pass...
today i lived like it was my last....
the visuals are to much for my eyes......
even in the nights sky i see her silhouette....
i try to forget...
is it better to forget?...
i just wish i had slept....
do i want to forget?
i just wish i had slept...
..........................
............................
..............................
...............................
..................................
...................................
(end of cd)
********************
and at the end of transmission.....
the one that stuck out in my mind.
*************************
Hotel Of The White Locust
*************************
Welcome to Hollywood Girl
My dance has passed.
Welcome to Hollywood girl.
Wake the fuck up in Hollywood whore.
Combine the throbbin' in my head
with the rhythm of my fucking feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
and read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've whored myself for less than this
and I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched the fucking fists and banged my head.
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Now I kiss up to God my fists
and I pray to keep my head
though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
and my fists all fucking red.
Through sickness and health,
I've kissed up to God two years, I have focused..
On the cameos made by the tiger in the valley of the fucking locust.
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Who could ever..
Who the fuck could ever..
No one can the place of me?
Wipe...
Wipe off your mouth.
Get up off your knees and make me your god.
Who could ever,
Who the fuck could ever?
It's sexual debauchery you fucking cunt, you fucking whore,
You cost what you're worth.
Followed by a boy like this,
Reignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut you'll still be fuckin beautiful.
Pack your shit and leave, and take my memories of her with you.
(I don't need to know) (10times)
...And take her fucking with you
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**************
******
**
*
<3