My turn to make my very own thread.
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:21pm
Thread Topic: My turn to make my very own thread.
-
sorry
-
Why.
-
Consciously unconscious.
Why am I filled with hate?
I like to blame my parents.
I'm sure you do the same.
Swallow the hurt,
spit out the jerk that's too afraid.
(You're right, I am a failure,
and when my life turns to s---
it won't have anything to do with the fact that it's all you ever taught me how to do,
so you can relax!) -
Why what?
-
(the definition of man evidently varies greatly from person to person)
-
So we all stand enthralled by
this planned curtain call.
And the truth we pursue
as we all,
we all beg you to
kill the lights,
kill the actor,
kill the actress.
I'm afraid that the spotlight dries you up.
Don't even think about it.
Don't even think about it, no,
I'm begging you to
kill the lights,
kill the actor,
kill the actress.
Or kill us all. -
Why are you sorry.
-
SO SICK OF NOTHING GOING RIGHT
SAIL ON ALONG INTO THE NIGHT
NOT EVEN DEATH COULD STAND IN THE WAY
YOU NEVER EVEN TRIED IN THE FIRST PLACE -
Oh. I don't know. I just am.
-
I don't think you wanna f--- with me.
-
I'm
Not f---ing with you. -
Another dreamer steps onto the stage.
He sings his hope and his fear and his rage.
As the applause from the crowd start to fade,
he hears them swallow the key to his cage. -
no son still lyrics
-
Ohhhhh. I'm all alone.
-
nope still here just with nothing to talk about
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
