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Masterpiece:
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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Kugai:
Johnny Cash's last Hit.
Masterpiece:
I bought a bottle of rum
after a day of boredom
I’m feeling rather glum
and so I chug till I’m numb
It’s a feeling of freedom
I drink my rum and I’m gone
I hear the music in my eardrum
come on and give me some
But is this really what I want to do today?
Is this really the only reason I stay?
So come on baby, take me away.
Another bottle of rum
This is the alcohol’s wisdom:
As long as you don’t succumb
keep drinking until you’re dumb
And is this really what I want to do today?
Is this really the only reason I stay?
So come on baby, take me away.
Some people want to have fun
or need a way to feel handsome
some just don’t like what they’ve become
and so they drink some more rum.
And this is really what I want to do today.
Is threre really a better reason for me to stay?
Get me more rum, and baby we’ll be okay.
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chaospersonified:
I broke free on a saturday morning!
I put the pedal to the floor,
Headed north on Mills Avenue,
Listen to that engine roar!
My broken house behind me,
And good things ahead,
A girl named Kathy wants a little of my time.
Six cylinders underneath the hood,
Crashing and kicking,
Aha, listen to that engine whine!
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me!
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me!
I played video games in a drunken haze,
I was seventeen years young!
Hurt my knuckles punching the machine,
The taste of scotch rich on my tongue.
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me.
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me!
I drove home in the California dusk!
I could feel the alcohol inside me.
Pictured the look on my stepfather's face,
Ready for bad things to come.
Downshifted as I pulled into the driveway.
Motor's screaming out, stuck in second gear,
The scene ends badly, as you might imagine,
In a cavalcade of anger and fear,
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me.
I am gonna make it through this year,
If it kills me.
Masterpiece:
A river that flows down a mountainside,
it’s hard not to get caught up in the tides.
Time is passing ever so slowly
I still remember the last time you told me
that this was it and it was over now.
I make do with my good friends
new things start when an old thing ends.
It’s been seven years since you last called me
what makes you think that I’d be happy
to hear from you, after all this time?
And I’ll call you back later
I’m not in the mood
Let me call you back later
it won’t do me any good
Call you back later
when you’re out my mind
Fresh water that washes everything away
I think by this riverbed I’ll stay
I don’t see the point why you try hard
you try so hard for a brand new start
when all I hold dear has happened after you?
So I’ll call you back later
I’m not in the mood
Let me call you back later
only if you have been good
Call you back later
you’re not hard to find
Let me call you back later
I’ll call you back later
when you’re out my mind
after all this time?
Get out of my mind!
Time is passing ever so slowly
It’s been seven years since you last called me
you hear a voice that answers “hold the line”.
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