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Your Ghost Is A Gift (03/21/2006)
03/21/2006
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I'll wait for the answers someone else has given you.
I'll wait for days.
I failed my heart for way too long.
I've fallen apart, but that's over now.
Those who disrespected me tread upon broken glass and they will not last.
I gave everything I had just to be here.
Their words don't mean shit and life's not fair.
So wait for days all alone with the false idea of truth.
Pray for the empty walls you built 'round your hope.
This is my last request to you before it's too late.
Cherish the time you've been given to look forward.
Go ahead lie to my face, but just for today.
I remember everything.
I failed my heart for way too long.
I've fallen apart, but that's all over now.
It's time to set this straight.
We won't turn back now.
You turned your back on me.
Call out for friends you don't have.
We won't turn back now.
You turned your back on me

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This is your brain on drugs.
This is who you are now.
Are you happy?
Are you satisfied with the whore you've become?
You face the end.
It's like you're already dead.
Take a good look at yourself.
You're next to nothing and there's nothing left for you.
Check the pulse as the veins cauterize say hello to the goodnight horizon.
Date this day as forever when we felt another letdown.
The American dream is a fabrication, a lie.
Smile for the camera.
Right now this joke's on you.
No matter what path I walk, I tear knives from my back.
You can try and hold me down, but right now this joke's on you.
Me against the world, I fight my way through.
You can try and hold me down, but right now this joke's on you.
With a gun against your head tell me who's laughing now?
Smile for the camera.
Right now this joke's on you.
You squeal like a pig when you're fucked.
You'd lick the blood off a dick for a hit.
You squeal like a pig

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Fake that smile for one more kiss of the death you spread
Face the lies 'cause tonight's your night to realize
Happiness, i heard, is a heart attack for you'd
Better check your vital signs.
At any moment, the incisive will recognize defeat like perfection, bleeding fever, holy season of reckoning
You twist the knife
And you like to pretend when you cry it's all right
Well it's all right
The lies you cannot hide
We'll meet again and again at the fault line
We'll meet again at the fault line
You were the first one to stop my heart
You'll be the last one to hold me back
Expect the worse.
You deserve nothing but
Another prayer, another tragedy
Happiness, i heard, is a heart attack for you'd
Better check your vital signs.
Another prayer, another tragedy
The tears will fall like rain tonight
Under a bloody moonlight
And a bleeding sky

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Persisting beyond maladaptive disorder.
Stitching the mouth shut spitting disposition.
Spineless is the brace of weakness.
Masking contortion behind walls of indigence.
Perish in your guilt.
Let go of benediction.
Hang from the branch of truth.
Time runs thin for redemption.
The air reeks of betrayal.
So I hold my breath.
You pushed to far.
There's nothing left.
Backstabbing your way to the bottom of denial.
There is no forgiveness within sorrow.
The air reeks of betrayal.
So I hold my breath.
In this hour we devour all our fears.
Nothing you say is real

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The going rate on seduction must be a dime a dozen.
So don't get your hopes up.
This life's a contradiction, a typecast for hypocrisies,
But you run the miles away only to sell yourself short.
And I am the one who dreams of you.
I dream of you, I still dream of you.
Sirens fade from silence this is where the story ends.
In a dream of truth they'll never find you.
Yellow tape and empty chalk lines, that's all she wrote.
Head first through a noose.
I'd shed a tear for you, but you're not even here.
I scream your name for one last time.
Can you hear me now?
Can you feel me now?
But I must move on I find reason for years of weakening disaster.
So wait for passion, but tell me, do you fear for heartache?
There's no hope left for solace.
I know, I know so I let go.
This blackout begins to define this sorry moment.
So wait for passion, but tell me, do you fear for heartache?
I let go of everything I loved.
From all the bridge drops I leaver her crimson tide.
There's no hope left for solace.
I know, I know so I let go.
This blackout begins

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Denial is passion for the weak-minded fool that insulates reality.
A far call for hallucinations and household stereotypes.
This one rocks them all.
This is when angels fail.
Slice the lips and never kiss again.
Watch the tides take me away.
If only Jesus could repay.
If only revenge was sacred.
Still I won't sulk in silent strife.
I'm not your saint.
Still I'll slice your lips every night just to taste your blood.
To forget fade your eyelids shut.
Nail your hands to the cross with love.
I will have your end tonight, I will finally win.
You won't forget me, not after this.
I'm here to make you pay.
Without a soul I take your life forever.
Hollowed-bodied skin textured vacuum of innocence.
I couldn't stop her from killing herself.
Every time that I see her face it takes me away.
Every time that I open my eyes I see her crying, I see her dying

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Murder, question for the hour
Should she paint the town red again?
Such an act of compassion,
Such a waste of life
She awakes her smile with the keys in her hand
Pretty facial mod with the tire marks in his skin
He'll wait to forgive you
He'll lose this time and never win
Like clockwork, oh how the tables have turned
This tragic play of cards you've been delt
Fall in love, lose your life
Back and forth again, it's suicide
Love is suicide, it's freedoms child
She couldn't bear the pain
Broken skies beyond the diagnosed,
Fade the sun to black and wait for the ghost.
Love is suicide, it's freedom's child
She couldn't bear the pain
No sense to beg for mercy
No sense to reconcile now

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How many times?
How many times should I stab you in the face?
How long will shame instill suffering?
"But it won't happen again" she says, lying through her teeth.
Rotting at the mouth she prays for tragedy, With your hands tied around your back.
You drown in your own blood.
You choke on dependence.
You were always powerless.
Erase your self-worth.
This time her blood will spill.
This time I won't stand still.
Last call for decadence.
She's already gone.
My eyes will bleed from what I've seen.
Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable.
Cry out for help textbook battered wife, but she says she's sorry, but it'll happen again.
Spread your legs for revenge.
How does it feel?
Does it feel good?
Does it feel like success?
You kiss the knife that slits your wrist.
You long for love that doesn't exist.
Thorns enter through belief and the covering, but your downfall is inevitable

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I smell your fear, filled with reject.
As a last resort, today I watch you die.
Walk the line as the fade.
The immaculate deception, as you dwell for years.
Parasite with credulous eyes, but your lost something more.
Redemption is born denying the trusted.
Savor the time serial killin'.
Off seconds to a magic misery.
Forget this passage, forget the sorrow.
I've gone and done it again.
Across the pathways of premonition, a cyanide romance called disbelief.
You keep searching.
I'll keep searching for a remedy to light the way.
I'll keep my head held high.
Am I just a fool to trust in you?
The immaculate deception, you're just a fraud.
Parasite with credulous eyes.
Today I watch you die.
Slash the heart and spread the light.
Open rib cage watchin' you die.
I found nothing.
I have gone and done it again.
Scream aloud dismembered friend.
Open rib cage watchin' you die.
I found nothing

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Vomit paints the picture, losing flesh in a missing moment.
Eating locusts, asleep for days.
Silver splendor burns the memory.
Let the blood from our vein run dry all night.
Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine.
Murder awakes the child.
Cancer whore of manipulation, stab wound mistress plays the travesty.
Let the blood from our vein run dry all night.
Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine.
And it signifies your heart and it signifies your arms broken, bathing in sin.
Open dissection, removing skin.
I have nothing with you.
You're just nothing.
I'm sorry you did this to yourself and I'm sorry you failed again.
It's time to reverse the aim of this barrel, to forget I'm punctured forever.
The purity died and so will I so cough your lungs out cancer.
Let the blood from our vein run dry all night.
Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine

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Cut your heart out.
Count to ten.
Where incision begins, illusion will end.
Dispose love, her crying embrace.
Shatter my hope into pieces.
And I'm left to pick up the pieces.
Every word that you spoke was just poison and I choked.
Everything that we had meant nothing to you.
Kisses burn my lips with sick sadness.
Awake from years of slumbering fear.
Love is a filthy word.
Puss flowing from the heart of burden.
Now say goodnight my love.
Well I guess this is goodbye with knives stabbed through my eyes one last time for feeling safe.
Now say goodnight my love.
Cut your heart out and count to ten.
One day you'll see there's no such thing as a happy ending.
Every word that you spoke was just poison and I choked.
Everything that we had meant nothing to you.
It meant nothing to you.
Every word that you spoke was poison.
No more crying eyes.
No more sick sadness.
No more pretty faces.
No more happy endings.
Now say goodnight

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