lets get lyrices....
okay so i just want to say my journal is re-becoming FRIENDS ONLY and I mean it so leave me something to be added! and i left you with these 3 lyrics b/c i am mattie and don't hate me b/c i am mattie and there for i am not your star.
Artist: Senses Fail
Album: From The Depths Of Dreams
Title: Bloody Romance
Life, is floating fast away.
But I look, your head is turned away.
From the moment you left I knew that something wasn't right.
But the feeling inside has kept me up all night.
You and me are like one heart-beat.
So slice open my veins.
And let, the romance bleed away.
Back into I thought I knew, these words inside me, tell me what to do.
My heart held, in the palm of your hand.
(Forget my name)Now I know, the way to go, this place inside my demented mind.
(Forget my name)You saw me bleeding on the bathroom floor.
(Forget my name)This time in silence, this time I win.
Artist: Senses Fail
Album: Let It Enfold You
Title: Choke On This
Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash that infests my sheets
can't make a wife out of a whore, don't want your skin on me
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain
I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf
So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust,
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain
I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
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I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf
I'm here back in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my james dean, I'll be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close now
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish
Play russian roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me
I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf
* MY FAVE SONGS RIGHT NOW!*Artist: Used, The
Album: In Love And Death
Title: I'm A Fake
Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
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I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife.
Like I fell, you can tell.
By the way I move into my head.
Do you think that it's me?
Or it's not me I don't even care.
I'm alive.
I swear I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
I feel pain.
I feel
Just look at me. Look at me now.
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake).
Just look at me. Look at me now.
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake).
Artist: Senses Fail
Album: From The Depths Of Dreams
Title: Bloody Romance
Life, is floating fast away.
But I look, your head is turned away.
From the moment you left I knew that something wasn't right.
But the feeling inside has kept me up all night.
You and me are like one heart-beat.
So slice open my veins.
And let, the romance bleed away.
Back into I thought I knew, these words inside me, tell me what to do.
My heart held, in the palm of your hand.
(Forget my name)Now I know, the way to go, this place inside my demented mind.
(Forget my name)You saw me bleeding on the bathroom floor.
(Forget my name)This time in silence, this time I win.
Artist: Senses Fail
Album: Let It Enfold You
Title: Choke On This
Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash that infests my sheets
can't make a wife out of a whore, don't want your skin on me
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain
I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf
So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust,
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and i love your pain
I gave you these roses now but i left in the thorns
CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf
I'm here back in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my james dean, I'll be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close now
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish
Play russian roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me
I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf
* MY FAVE SONGS RIGHT NOW!*Artist: Used, The
Album: In Love And Death
Title: I'm A Fake
Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife.
Like I fell, you can tell.
By the way I move into my head.
Do you think that it's me?
Or it's not me I don't even care.
I'm alive.
I swear I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
I feel pain.
I feel
Just look at me. Look at me now.
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake).
Just look at me. Look at me now.
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake).