Grumpyby ~ChaoticFoxGrumpy little storm cloud, floating overhead He pours his little heart out, until there's nothing left He grumbles like he's angry and he lights up like he's mad But all the while he's weeping for the love he never had... |
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Endless Mine Someday - someone will find meEndless Mine by ~ChaoticFox
Someday - someone will set me free
This can't - go on forever
I know - someone will come for me
(repeat)
Somebody take me away from here
Reach through the darkness and dry my tears
I keep on searching, but I can't see
Can't find the way out, can't set myself free
I... just wanna give up
But... I don't think I'm ever gonna make it
I can't take this
I can't take this
I can't take this
I can't take this
Please somebody save me, before I die
Break these walls, so I can see the light
I... just don't know what to do
I... need someone... to guide me through
(chorus x2)
My soul is lost in an endless
Grumpy Grumpy little storm cloud, floating overheadGrumpy by ~ChaoticFox
He pours his little heart out, until there's nothing left
He grumbles like he's angry and he lights up like he's mad
But all the while he's weeping for the love he never had...
Poorly Perforated Poorly perforated man doesn't tear along the dotted line.Poorly Perforated by ~ChaoticFox
She rips off another a piece of him
every single time.
Lovers, be cautious: for the heart is much like the mystical voodoo doll. Once given away, its owner relinquishes complete control over their lives to the recipient so that they may do as you they wish with you, and you must bear the brunt of it. Should they choose to discard it, you shall be condemned to walk the earth without a soul... Save by sheer force of will you manage to thieve it back.
Only two things can happen when a man is denied the one thing he cannot live without. He ei
Love and Death - Draft I lie in bed at night, cold and alone...Love and Death - Draft by ~ChaoticFox
and from the moment I close my eyes a shadow reaches out from the back of my mind,
threatening to consume me.
But in the height of my terror, I feel her warm and understanding arms envelop me...
In her embrace my heart is lifted
as my troubles fade away into the oblivion she offers me.
She, and she alone, brings me the comfort I can find nowhere else.
She is my solace. My savior.
I close my eyes and surrender to the soothing whispers she breathes so softly into my ear.
She pleads for me to stay with her, and my heart aches for nothing more than oblige her.
I am in love with the Lady Death
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