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Something about me i really hate writing this stuff cause i dont even know me...i dunno
got any questions send them and i'll just post the answer in the profile with the question
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"Fortune Favors the bold. Life favors the deadly. Death favours the cruel."
"Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying"
"The only thing I truly know is that i was born alone, I live alone and I will die
alone."
"-Have we meet?
-You hit me with an ax one time. Remember? Uh, 'Get the hell away from my
daughter!'"
"Real love isn't brains, children. It's blood. It's blood screaming inside you to
work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it."
"She just left. She didn't even care enough to cut off my head or set me on fire. I
mean, is that too much to ask? You know? Some little sign that she cared?"
"Isn't it a fantastic day? Birds singin', squirrels making lots of rotten little
squirrels, sun beamin' down in a nice non-fatal way. It's very exciting. Can't wait to see
if I freckle."
"Beneath me." I'll show her. Six bloody feet beneath me. Hasn't got a death
wish? Bitch won't need one."
"You know there are quite a few American beers that are highly underrated. This,
unfortunately, is not one of them."
"Ahhhh, my head. I think I'm sobering up. It's horrible. Ah... God... I wish I was
dead."
"In 5 words what the hell are u doing here? -Out. For. A. Walk...Bitch"
"I came to you in friendship. Well, all right, seething hatred..."
"It's interesting to me that 'preparing' looks a great bit like sitting on your
ass!"
"-Passions is on! Timmy's down the bloody well, and if you make me miss it I'll...
-Do what? Lick me to death?"
"Dracula? Poncy bugger owes me £11, for one thing."
"Oh, listen to Mary Poppins. He's got his crust all stiff and upper with that
nancy-boy accent. You Englishmen are always so... Bloody hell! Sodding, blimey, shagging,
knickers, bollocks, oh God! I'm English!"
SLIPKNOT
Everything Ends
You are wrong, fucked, and overrated
I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault
This is the end of EVERYTHING
You are the end of EVERYTHING
I haven't slept since I woke up
And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker
This is the end of EVERYTHING
You are the end of EVERYTHING
Shallow skin, I can paint with pain
I mark the trails on my arms with your disdain
Everyday it's the same - I LOVE, YOU HATE
But I guess I don't care any more...
Fix my problems with the blade
While my eyes turn from blue to gray
God, the worst thing happened to me today
But I guess I don't care anymore...
You are wrong, fucked, and overrated
I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault
This is the end of EVERYTHING
You are the end of EVERYTHING
I haven't slept cince I woke up
And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker
This is the end of EVERYTHING
You are the end of EVERYTHING
My flaws are the only thing left that's pure
Can't really live, can't really endure
Everything I see reminds me of her
God I wish I didn't care anymore
The more I touch, the less I feel
I'm lying to myself that it's not real
Why is everybody making such a big fucking deal?
I'm never gonna care anymore
What the hell am I doing?
Is there anyone left in my life?
What the fuck was I thinking?
Anybody want to tell me I'm fine?
Where the hell am I going?
Do I even need a reason to hide?
I am only betrayed
I am only conditioned to die.
BRAND NEW
"Guernica"
Ever since I was young your word is the word that always won. Worry and wake the ones you
love. A phone call I'd rather not receive. Please use my body while I sleep. My lungs are
fresh and yours to keep, Kept clean and they will let you breathe. Is this the way a toy
feels when its batteries run dry? I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind.
Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these, so I sat alone and waited out
the night. The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed. So I'm
asking you to shine it on and stick around. I'm not writing my goodbyes. I submit no
excuse. If this is what I have to do I owe you every day I wake. If I could I would shrink
myself and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt
but I am too weak to be your cure. Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind. Nobody plans to be half a world
away at times like these, so I sat alone
and waited out the night. The best part of what has happened was the part I must have
missed. So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick around. I'm not writing my goodbyes.
I'm not letting you check out. You will beat this starting now and you will always be
around. I'm there to monitor your breathing I will watch you while you're sleeping. I will
keep you safe and sound. Does anybody remember back when you were very young. Did you ever
think that you would be this blessed?
"The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot"
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I
already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you
can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll
be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than
stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm
betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can
forget. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself.
I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in
your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a
grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm
betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty
unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close.
You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood
in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm
only hoping as time goes, you can forget. |
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