Sunday 15 August 2010 photo 1/2
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Tired, so tired.
Words too familiar, life spits you out just to chew you up again. We make mistakes, dreams are shattered, feelings hurt.
Void of feelings, pain the only true feeling. The thrill of the fight. The rage, it gives meaning to the meaningless bloodshed.
Shunned, different. Born wrong. No, born right. Everything's as it should be. Fuck all, fuck the lies and deceit. Fuck the hate, we are bleak shells with a dormant light burning inside.
Awake, rise above the ashes. A new dawn arises. Wash away the concerns of others.
Live for the living, shed light upon the dead. Make not the same mistakes. Perfect... No, not perfect. Nothing's perfect, perfect's boring.
Fuck life. Spoken so many times.
Need not shun life, make do with what is.
Everything's as it should be.
I dare you to follow, into the burning light. For a new dawn arises.
Words too familiar, life spits you out just to chew you up again. We make mistakes, dreams are shattered, feelings hurt.
Void of feelings, pain the only true feeling. The thrill of the fight. The rage, it gives meaning to the meaningless bloodshed.
Shunned, different. Born wrong. No, born right. Everything's as it should be. Fuck all, fuck the lies and deceit. Fuck the hate, we are bleak shells with a dormant light burning inside.
Awake, rise above the ashes. A new dawn arises. Wash away the concerns of others.
Live for the living, shed light upon the dead. Make not the same mistakes. Perfect... No, not perfect. Nothing's perfect, perfect's boring.
Fuck life. Spoken so many times.
Need not shun life, make do with what is.
Everything's as it should be.
I dare you to follow, into the burning light. For a new dawn arises.
Annons
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