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The EMO or ****L game
Can you guess if these lyrics were written by an EMO band or a ****L band? Don't cheat and fucking google them, either.
Song # 1
This song will become the anthem of your underground.
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house, do you think you'd make it out,
or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem.
This song will become the anthem of your underground.
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house, do you think you'd make it out,
or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem.
I'd offer you my hand it would hurt too much to watch you die.
And you can bet when we mourn the death of you that night of you that night!
that they'll lay me on the dinner table and I will be the pig
with the apple in my mouth, the food that celebrates your end.
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem.
I'd offer you my hand, it would hurt too much to watch you die
and at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand, it would hurt too much to watch you die.
Song #2
And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away and apathy my one way
Street it took so much from me separated by this divide I created
Through my fears and in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and
Tell deaf ears if we can make it through the landslide standing we'll
Lift each other up to see the bliss on the horizon been looking
In from the outside lately I've seen who I used to be and it's not me
And we can keep healing and we can keep holding on I just want to take
You where our time won't be waste anymore through the mountains on the
Water we'll stay engulfed in one another and when I can wake up to see the
Sunrise in your eyes and we'll finally be free I'll know I've made it home so lets go out west
And bask in the overcast and walking through the rain we'll see the
Beauty in life again
Song #3
These hours seem like years...
I've been staring at this wall, wondering when it's going to take all of our lives.
I'm just glad we have jokes.
I think way too much back here.
My eyes are slowly closing; boredom is causing this loss of interest.
When will I awake? Asleep...
This party of four includes three grown adults and myself.
The first adult is very shy and wise enough to keep the second one from conversation.
(They're on a mission).
Gender is not recognized.
The third adult is a male and talks too much.
The stench of shit is in the air...
The room storms with laughter... fours turns into a hundred and the noise is unbearable.
"It's time, you are in hell, this place will kill itself soon!"
I cry, and the hands surround me.
Born into a hell...
I never wanted to wake to this.
I have experienced nothing, yet I feel I'm the only one who has not done harm.
If only I could understand how to change things...
I can't fucking think. The noise is unbearable.
THE noise STOPS.
Song #4
So fuck me gently with a chainsaw
And take the glass against your wrists.
You know I am your worst nightmare,
Oh how you love my bloody kiss.
But it's time to die.
You're worth more dead.
Tell me your fantasies,
I'll make you believe,
That I really care.
I'll look into your eyes,
I'll tell you all my lies.
As I take you slow.
So fuck me gently with a chainsaw
I'll leave you like your father did.
I'll bite your lip so fucking, so hard.
And watch the innocence just drip
Down your chest,
And into my mouth.
Tell me your fantasies,
I'll make you believe,
That I really care.
I'll look into your eyes,
I'll tell you all my lies.
As I take you slow.
So take your tears and go away.
So take your tears and go away.
A bitter ending from a slow decay.
So take your tears and go away.
And I'll sit here with a smile and a match.
The lies, she cried, the heartache [x3]
And the lies, she cried, the heartache.
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I DON'T LOSE.
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