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Gabriel Reyes ([personal profile] longiflorum) wrote2016-01-18 03:52 pm

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GOODBYE
$UICIDEBOY$

Leaving 'em dead,
smoking with lead.
Leaving they bodies bloody red.


WHERE'S YOUR GOD?
$UICIDEBOY$

All the way from hell,
climbing up and out a well.
Blood sells, so I cut my fucking neck
and sold myself to the Prince of Darkness.
Souls I harvest, bodies I reap and sow.
Turn off the lights and watch me glow.
Back from the dead, had to sew my throat closed.


WHAT MAKES A MAN
CITY AND COLOUR

What makes a man
spend his whole life in disguise?
I think I know.
I think I might know.


LOSE YOUR SOUL
DEAD MAN'S BONES

I get up in the morning
to the beat of the drum.
I get up to this feeling,
keeps me on the run.
I get up in the morning,
put my dreams away.
I get up, I get up, I get up again.


SOMEONE YOU'D ADMIRE
FLEET FOXES

I walk with others in the yearning to get out,
claw at my skin and gnash their teeth and shout.
One of them wants only to be someone you'd admire.
One would as soon just throw you on the fire.
After all is said and after all is done,
God only knows which of them I'll become.


DON'T FEAR THE REAPER
THE SPIRITUAL MACHINES

All our times have come.
Here but now they're gone.
Seasons don't fear the reaper.


DIE, DIE, MY DARLING
THE MISFITS

Die, die, die, my darling.
Don't utter a single word.
Die, die, die, my darling.
Just shut your pretty eyes;
I'll be seeing you again--
yeah, I'll be seeing you in hell.


BAD BLOOD
SILENCE THE CITY

Band-aids don't fix bullet holes.
You say sorry just for show.
If you live like that, you live with ghosts.
If you love like that, blood runs cold.


I GET IT
CHEVELLE

You're right, I get it.
It all makes sense, you're the perfect person,
so right, so wrong.
Let's all live in your imaginary life.


RUN
ENTERTAINMENT FOR THE BRAINDEAD

The me that you know's always sweet and polite,
but another part emerges when I'm all alone at night.
This one's out to bring it on you,
this one's willing to destroy.
So run for cover, place no trust in me,
or I'll complicate you, boy.
Before I start to sabotage you.
Before I start to complicate you.


THE BOY WHO BLOCKED HIS OWN SHOT
BRAND NEW

Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad you that can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.


CTRLALTDELETE
BONES

Never one to banter, I wanna up the ante.
Every day I take the standard
and put it where they can't see.
Forever where they can't be, never understand me.
I'd rather be the one they hate
than the one they think is friendly.