friends only, bitchasses

hand in mine, into your icy blues
and then i'd say to you we could take to the highway
with this trunk of ammunition too
i'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets

i'm trying, i'm trying
to let you know just how much you mean to me
and after all the things we put each other through

and i would drive on to the end with you
a liquor store ( Read more... )

From high up on your crucifix ( Read more... )

"show me, show me, show me ( Read more... )

my heart is a black haunted loom ( Read more... )

yeah, homelife is a drag, deadly like a plague
if sadness lurks within yer walls, like in mine
where i am confined, to my room to hide
from all of the bullshit i've gotta deal with from them
and they won't give in, until i am cryin'
my eyes out over this shit, and then i scream out
homelife is a drag, deadly like a plague
gotta get outta here ( Read more... )

he says he's tired of working overtime and troubles weighing on his mind in class. he said he'd like to pack his bags and run away, and never look back. he says this life of mine's like doing time for crimes that i didn't commit. that if life is just a game, i'm on the losing team - and i just want to quit.

and she said we can take this weekend, ( Read more... )

maybe the butt brothers aren't as bad as i thought they were.. really damn screamy, though. imagine coheed and cambria. then imagine the coheed and cambria guy screaming every word. then imagine music thats actually decent. there you go. the butt brothers. mildly enjoyable.

i never said i'd lie and wait forever ( Read more... )

are you angry? are you searching for a better way to live? are you waiting? have you been waiting too long? what holds us back and how to burn the bridges of a culture that taught us to hate and fear and live like cogs in a machine and not like lovers friends and kin ( Read more... )