Welcome to Your End, by Loneliness is condescending
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I'm watching you fall
Never thought that your pain would bring me joy
Then again never thought you want me dead
Here I am so take your shot
Explain to me
Everything That I did wrong
No it doesn't matter
Discovering your human
Your dreams are being shattered
Upon my lips a smile curves
Unearthing the demons you hid in me
Maybe I still care for you
Eventually we'll know the truth
All of this is catching up
Nothing is making sense
Nameless voice surrounding me
Oubliette in which I live
Towering over me like some unnamed god
Haphazardly commanding us about
Its your artful way of decepting them
You built you world in a glass house
So easily it falls
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Posted: 2005-11-02 04:24:47 UTC |
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2005-12-14 06:57:13 | lost the lonely dead |
this intregues me to the point of eager curiousity....but i think i know better than to ask for a story behind it... |