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 Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 4:57 pm
 XXXXXXXXβ πππππππ πΏπ πΉππππ πππππππππ β Warning- You are now entering dangerous territory. Turn back now!
Here we go, back to the bad part of town. Back to the slummy streets and the crime. It would probably be smart to stay away from the warehouse but the darkness and mystery of the abandoned building attracts many different species. Late at night, not- so- nice people hang around, many aren't even human. The warehouse is usually a place for runaway teens and adults. Drinking, smoking, dealing; it can all be found here. There are queer rumours that the building is haunted. But that's impossible. Everyone knows ghosts don't exist. . .
The police never seemed to notice the building, or maybe they are just to scared to come around here. So should you stay away? Eh, duh.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:26 pm
 xxxxxx xxxxxx xxxxxx .:: AsΟΙΠΈ Δ΄oβΞΉΙ SΚΠΈΙ ::.-Vampyric Siren-_________________________________ xxxx β β β (( I wouldn't be the same._Train wreck, that I am. ))_____ β₯ Shiver on your roof._____ β₯ See your face lit by starlight._____ β₯ I've got five fingers on each hand. _____ β₯ For every mistake that i've made._____ β₯I'm a shade to pale for handsome._____ β₯And habits I can't shake.If you try to take that from me then I wouldn't be the same.
____βββββββββββββββ β° Ξ΅ΡΠ· β± ββ βββββββββββββ
Aspen stopped looking at Sin. She didn't understand fully why she didn't want to give up on him. For a friend of course, but it seemed to be more than that to her, even if it wasn't clear to her. She sighed softly then leaned her head lightly against his back. She did enjoy the wind against her skin, but it just didn't excite her as much as it did yesterday. Her mood seemed so haze as she thought.
Seeing the scenery automatically change, she looked up and around at the dying plants and weird, unsafe looking people. She frowned softly then tightened her arms around sin, was this suppose to prove something? Why would he bring her to a place like this... Maybe it's because he had an errand to take care of. As he pulled up to the warehouse, Aspen looked at the building. "W-Where are we?.. I've never been here before." She stayed on Jezebel until Sin cut the engine and got off as well. No way in hell was she going to stay here alone. Aspen looked around again, then her eyes feel back on Sin. "Will we be here long?" She wouldn't mind it if she had him for protection, but still, she rather leave soon other than later. 
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:43 pm
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XXXXXXXXβ² γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Even he didn't understand why she didn't just give up. Half of a day with him couldn't possibly make the girl think fondly of him yet it seemed that that was in fact the case. He felt her head lay against his back and tensed slightly. She didn't seem as lively as yesterday. And somehow, that annoyed him. It gave him time to think without her giggling in his ears. He didn't want to think.
Sinister felt her arms tighten around him and sighed softly. He stopped Jezebel a good distance from the building and kicked the stand down, turning her off, he slipped the key into the pocket of his coat. "Where are we? Not to far from the prettier parts of Northstar, Sweetheart. Welcome to the slums." he muttered gloomily. "You've probably never been here before because most people from Northstar don't come around here, it's dangerous." he stated it like he was talking about buying milk from the grocery store. It was fairly safe around here if you knew the right people and had a history of your own-- and if you knew how to protect yourself. He got off Jezebel and walked towards the old looking warehouse. He knew that it wasn't empty but it sure as hell wasn't as busy as it normally was at night.
"Maybe." he replied simply, pushing the old door open, he glanced inside. Off hand, there were three males unconscious in the room. Liquor bottles lay knocked over around them. More people were upstairs Sin knew. No one in here was human. Glancing at Aspen, he sighed. Hell, maybe it was wrong to bring her here but it was here that a certain someone had what she wanted since she rode Jezebel. One of the drunken men in the corner of the room stirred, he actually looked to be about twenty. He groaned before falling back asleep. The stench in here was revolting-- if you weren't used to it. Sinister simply pushed his hands into the pockets of his coat and entered the building.
His coat billowed out around him slightly, for a moment he appeared more like a story book bounty hunter or vampire hunter. Sinister walked towards the man who had stirred and groaned earlier, now he lightly kicked the man in the knee with his foot. The man stirred again before opening blood shot eyes to look up at Sinister. The look in his eyes seemed a little like fear as he looked upon Sin, though he had nothing to worry about if he had done as Sin had requested. . .  οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:34 am
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:11 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Sinister snorted in reply. He doubted that she would have ever been here before, and if she had, he would have questioned her sanity. He glanced at her, noticing how close she stayed to him. It was obvious that Aspen didn't like it here. "Club? No, abandoned warehouse that people have brought back to life." he replied calmly. He was still watching Aspen from the corner of his eye but his attention was mainly on the man in front of him. The man pushed himself up into sitting as straight as possible. "What can I do. . . for you Sinner?" he asked, his words slurred but understandable. "I'm sure you've gotten what I've requested." Sinister muttered calmly, his crimson eyes still watching the man. With a smile, the person nodded. A lot of his teeth were yellowed and missing. Oh, the horror of it all. We have literally become as bad as the humans.
Hearing Aspen's question, they both turned to look at her. "Who's she? You brought 'er here?" Sinister nodded slowly, "The booze ain't around here, hon. They brought it here. If there's more, one of them," he nodded towards the two other unconscious men. "They should know." Looking back at the man, he stepped back slightly. "Get up, show me to the 'cycle." he ordered. The man struggled to push himself into standing, when he finally managed to, he swayed from side to side. Completely drunk. Sinister rolled his eyes. It always annoyed him to see people wasting their life away but getting drop dead drunk. What did that solve? "Get moving, I don't have all day." he snapped. The drunken man stumbled towards a door to the back of the room. Sinister looked at Aspen and nodded for her to follow.
Silently, Sinister moved behind the man as he pushed the door open, sunlight flooded in. Another exit, that was all it was. Another exit that brought them out the back of the warehouse. His crimson eyes settled onto the shining silver motorcycle with slight interest. The man turned to glance at Sinister over his shoulder, looking for approval. Sinister approached the motorcycle and touched the handle bars gingerly, almost like he was touching a new born baby. He held his hand out and the drunken man dropped something into it-- keys. "Sinner, what exactly do you need another motorcycle for? I thought the other one worked perfectly." he murmured. Suddenly his eyes widened slightly. "I mean if you don't mind me asking!" Sinister waved a dismissive hand. "Jezebel needs a friend." he joked dryly.
"Well, this one's brand new! A Carbon Fiber Hayabusa. She's a beauty isn't she?" Sinister glanced at Aspen. After all, it was her motorcycle but he didn't need the man beside him to know that. So Sin did what he had been trying to avoid lately, he spoke to Aspen through telepathy. 'What do you think?' οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:54 pm
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 1:18 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Looks were quite deceiving. Aspen didn't seem like the type to drink booze, it just showed Sinister that he'd been too stupid lately. Hell, he was letting his guard down too much. He noticed her face brighten up, seemed she already liked the motorcycle. Hearing her say that he liked it, Sinister slid his hand into the pocket of his jeans. "How much then?" he asked the man next to him. The man put a hand to his jawline thoughtfully. "These one's is very expensive. I can't go easy on ya this time Sinner. You got a good price for that other one, but I can't do the same now." he said carefully. "How about $200,000?"
Sinister rose an eyebrow, "I know for a fact that Hayabusa's range from $160,000 to $200,000. You immediately go for the higher price?" he asked coldly, his crimson eyes narrowed dangerously. The man flinched, "Sorry. Um, how about $170,000? Yeah, that should do right?" Pondering the thought, Sinister ran a hand through his long midnight black hair. Closing his eyes, he bent his head. "I'll pay you half of that then. I'll swing around later tonight or tomorrow morning to give you the rest. I don't make a habit of carrying that much money around with me." he replied, opening his eyes. Sinister looked up at the man through his eyelashes. The man frowned slightly but nodded, "I suppose so. Alright."
Sinister smirked slightly before pulling his wallet out and paying the man, it was amazing he even carried that much money. Around here, getting jumped isn't uncommon. Though, Sinister had exactly what he needed to make people keep away. "I'd advise you not to spend it all on booze." Sin muttered. The guy nodded and turned to walk back into the warehouse, even he knew that he wouldn't listen to Sinister's advice. Sinister turned his attention to Aspen. "I hope you don't mind being possessed. That's the only way I'm going to be able to get you and Jez home at once." he spoke like it was an everyday thing, yet he was dead serious. His plan? Make her drive her new motorcycle home, though he planned to possess her to help her drive while he drove Jezebel. Though, not many people were willing to give their body up to a demon. It was a stupid thing to do to be honest, but Sinister didn't plan to use the ability for evil at the moment. οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 4:41 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.:: AsΟΙΠΈ Δ΄oβΞΉΙ SΚΠΈΙ ::.-Vampyric Siren- _________________________________ xxxx β β β (( I wouldn't be the same._Train wreck, that I am. ))_____ β₯ Shiver on your roof._____ β₯ See your face lit by starlight._____ β₯ I've got five fingers on each hand. _____ β₯ For every mistake that i've made._____ β₯I'm a shade to pale for handsome._____ β₯And habits I can't shake.If you try to take that from me then I wouldn't be the same.
____βββββββββββββββ β° Ξ΅ΡΠ· β± ββ βββββββββββββ
Aspen watched the negotiation going on between Sin and the man. She looked back and forth between the two then smiled when they finally settled on something. When the man left, Aspen looked at Sin. "Yay! Thank you thank you thank you!" She clapped her hands together then looked back at the bike. "Let's see, since yours is a girl, min will be a boy..." She held her index finger to her lip while she looked over the bike. "I'm going to name him... " She paused again, then still could think of anything. She frowned then looked up at Sin.
"Being possessed?" Aspen as looking at him then she smiled and shook her head, "No, I don't mind. I mean, we'll have to get home one way or another, and since I can't drive it'll help us out a lot." She nodded with a smile, "So I'm ready when you are!" All the while, Aspen thought of a name for her new bike.
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:05 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Sinister chuckled at her struggle to think of a name for the bike. "I'm sure you'll think of something soon." he commented coolly. His eyes darkened slightly as she said that she didn't mind being possessed. Sin looked over her outfit, sighing at the dress she wore. He shrugged out of his long coat and held it out to her, "Put your arms through it and button up." The coat was way longer then her dress and would cover her up extremely well. Aspen would really need to learn how to wear pants. It seemed that they would be seeing a lot of each other, just a hunch but whenever with him, it was best to wear something easy to move in and that wouldn't limit her. οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:15 pm
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:41 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Sin rose an eyebrow slightly as she blushed. He really wasn't looking at her body, he didn't want to be rude but there wasn't exactly much to look at. . . on the better side, she had nice legs at least? He rubbed the back of his head and sighed, brushing the thought from his mind. If he managed to leave her house later tonight, he could pay Denzel back and then fool around and crap for a while, act like a true demon behind closed doors. Part of him looked forward to that, another part of him knew that he was just a sad excuse for a demon. He watched Aspen do exactly as he said. "Ja, let's get this done with." he replied. Exhaling, he focused on controling her every movement. Sinister just had to think about her sitting on the motorcycle. He tossed the keys to her and forced her to catch it and bring the bike to life. He thought about her gripping the handle bars and then kicking the stand off before darting around the building and stopping not too far from Jezebel.
He followed behind slowly, walking casually around the building. When he reached Jezebel, he got on and brought her to life. Gripping the handle bars, he kicked the stand and drove off, Aspen following beside him. Sinister managed to get them both through red lights before they changed. He had no patience for waiting. This time, he had himself and Aspen driving at a safer speed, it took a little bit of concentration to control her, he couldn't afford to lose that concentration. They began to near her house, the slums lost far behind them now. The plants returned to vibrant greens and other colors. More people littered the streets, it didn't feel as dangerous anymore. They were back near Northstar. οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 6:29 pm
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:57 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ The warehouse was a lot lively when the sun set. The creatures around the warehouse enjoyed the darkness more then light, and they enjoyed partying and drinking themselves dead and everything else around here. Sinister shut Jez off and walked up to the warehouse, pushing the door open, there were a lot more people inside. People talking, drinking, sleeping, and doing things that were definitely illegal. Sin walked over to Denzel and paid the man the rest of the money promised. Denzel rose an eyebrow, a bottle of whiskey in hand. "What's wrong with you? You looks pissed man." he said, he was drunk. Sinister kneeled beside him and took the beer passed to him.
"I'm worse then pissed." Sinister replied, taking a long drink of the beer before pulling it from his mouth. Denzel laughed, "It must be hard being you, Sinner." he commented, taking a long drink of the alcohol in his hand. Sinister snorted in reply, "You have no idea." One of the other males turned his attention to the two, he couldn't be any older then eighteen but he looked drunk and the empty bottle in his hands only confirmed that assumption. "Why don't you take a girl and go upstairs, that should cool ya off." the stranger suggested with a hearty laugh. Rolling his eyes, Sin shook his head. "I've had enough of females to last me the rest of the year."
Denzel grabbed at his shoulder and squeezed lightly. "I know what you mean, Sinner. Fo'get them. They ain't worth it." Sinister looked around the room, so many creatures all in one place doing the same yet different things. It was more like home then he wanted to get. Yet, he was thinking of just returning to Hell, maybe he wouldn't have so much to worry about. . . Just give into the darkness. . . οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 2:48 pm
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βΊπΎπ¦π«π¦π°π±π’π― ππ©πΣπ’ π²π―ππΆ β
XXXXXXXXβ²γ¨ What do you do when the world comes down on you? οΈ½ Sin froze, the feeling of danger took him over. But he wasn't in danger so why did he feel that way? Even more agitated then before, he stood up and left the warehouse, ignoring the calls of Denzel behind him. Throwing the empty beer bottle into a tree, he took some comfort in the sound of glass breaking. He approached Jezebel and straddled her. Starting her up, he drove away. He drove further and further from the slums until he reached the healthier and wealthier put of the neighborhood. It took a moment for him to realize maybe Aspen was in danger. He really didn't care at the moment, he didn't feel like playing Clark Kent but he did feel like murdering something. Turning Jezebel, he headed towards Aspen's house. It wasn't like he really could allow her to die though, his father had issues with him and was bringing an innocent into it. Not fair, not fair at all. Sinister knew that he had to do something, he'd be no better then his siblings if he sat by and let something happen. He forced Jezebel to go faster, completely ignoring the speed limit. οΈΎγ¨ Do you run and hide or face the truth? Ρ²Ρ²ΟΉ - β Hurtful words from my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below. _____________________________________________ So grab this statement,
And read between the lines.
I'm walking on an edge, that's how I stay alive.
I need a fix now.
The pills I have to take,
It helps me live a lie,
and blinds all my mistakes.
Before I die,
I will have seen it all.
The mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
Oh the webs you weave.
We are caught in the fame.
The passion's dead.
The life you've lead,
has drown in your shame.
Oh the webs I weave.
I am caught in this game.
My passions dead,
the life I've lead,
has drowned me in vain.
So paint my portrait,
the colours of my life,
and the untold stories are painted in black and white.
i can hear the footsteps, that follow to my pulse.
This paranoia has haunted me like a ghost.
Before I die.
I will have seen it all.
the mountains I have climbed,
help me enjoy the fall.
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iElectronica Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 11:04 am
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