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Here is some song lyrics to some good kick a** songs...
Hawthorne Heights Saying Sorry
These colors will not change, you change the way I see them These words will fade when you explain why you hate them We are the same
She keeps repeating (echo She keeps repeating) a friend she needed She says she's right here (echo She says she's right here), she seems so distant
Saying goodbye, this time, the same old story Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count We're counting backwards (Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count) We're falling forwards.
She keeps repeating (echo She keeps repeating) a friend she's needed she says shes right here (echo she says shes right here) she seems so distant
Saying goodbye, this time, the same old story, Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry, Saying goodbye, this time, the same old story, Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry.
Saying sorry, we're fallen apart Wish we knew this from the start Saying goodbyes, the hardest part Wish we knew this from the start
Saying goodbye, this time, the same old story Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry Saying goodbye, this time, the same old story seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry saying goodbye, this time, (echo this time), Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry
Him Pioson Girl
A prey she was, for the crulety of love while its serpent inside crawled straight towards her hear and the coldest kiss, love ceased to exist while we grew apart like never before
I did it all just for her, I did it all just for her love wants us dead, me and my POISON GIRL I did it all just for her, I did it all just for her love's heart is death, for me and my POISON GIRL
the fire in her eyes grew dim and then died as the poison inside reached her heart and the coldest bliss faith ceased to exist as we grew apart like never before
the taste of the poison on her lips is of a tomb
Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders And its weight seems unbearable Your tomb is where your heart is, I should have told her But within me hid a secret so terrible
To cry is to know that you're alive But my river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
If I should die before I wake Pray no one my soul to take If I wake before I die, Rescue me with your smile Him Buried Alive By Love
The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual murder And fed the gods of war insatiable Your home is where the dark is I should have told her Embrace the fire indestructible
To die is to know that you're alive And my river of blood won't run dry I never wanted to lose you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
Oh, it seems to cry is to know that you're alive And my river of tears has run dry I never wanted to fool you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart A deserted soul is gone A cold heart is a dead heart And it feels like I've been buried alive by love
Him Funeral Of Hearts
The Funeral Of Hearts Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you
She was the sun Shining upon The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail He was the moon Painting you With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
She was the wind, carrying in All the troubles and fears here for years tried to forget He was the fire, restless and wild And you were like a moth to that flame
The heretic seal beyond divine Pray to god who's deaf and blind The last night's the soul's on fire Three little words and a question why
Him Circle of Fear
Heartache is knocking on her door Shadows dance outside her window Tears keep falling on the floor As the world around her crumbles
If you want to save her First you have to save yourself If you want to free her from the hurt Don't do it with your pain If you want to see her smile again Don't show her you're afraid Because your Circle Of Fear is the same
Love can be as cold as grave A one-way ticket to endless sorrow An empire of gentle hate Today without tomorrow
It's the circle of regret The circle of hate The circle of death Your Circle Of Fear is the same
blackbutterfly92 · Tue Aug 29, 2006 @ 05:21am · 0 Comments |
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