Maybe Beautiful

By Dano

Maybe beautiful is what you are,
But we didn't get a chance,
To go that far,
And all that's left,
Doesn't feel like theft,
Anymore.



Maybe we didn't try that hard,
And maybe we couldn't,
Let down our guard,
To get past our own fears,
Trusting in the power of tears,
Down our cheeks.



Maybe it was beautiful,
And maybe it was just delusional,
To think of us,
As more than what we are,
When we couldn't get past ourselves,
And all the dreams we put on shelves,
For later use.

Starving All Your Friends

By Envy On The Coast


Thanks a lot.
I've been disadvantaged from the start.
He constricted the veins heading straight to my head,
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.


I am braindead,
Think in strictly in blues and reds.
Oh I'm in enough trouble man...
Oh man, I'm in trouble again.
Cause everyone's ears are watching me,
But I never, ever felt that this would be
Anything more than a makeshift personal IV.


I fall three times as hard.
If it's for nothing at all
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be.
And I feel terribly small.
When my head works too hard.
When you think with your chest,
There's not a thing that you don't see.


I'm hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.
I could swear that I don't care,
But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through.
So Look at me,I pray to God
But curse too much to be considered true.
I'm just like me.
So who the hell are you?


I'm but a boy,
Just like the rest of these thieves.
And I borrow phrases, from dusty, faded, record sleeves.
The story is the same.
I've just personalized the name.
But if it's all you need,
Then I'd be more than happy to confess my shame.


I know you think you know,
But these eyelids are windows that shut you out
From all the things that I don't want you to know.
And I refuse to tell you one single secret I own.
'Cause you'll find I'm petrified of your eyes.


I'm hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.
I could swear that I don't care,
But you know I'm too full of shit to think this through.
I've read the book,I prayed to God,
But cursed too much to be considered true.
I'm just like me.
So who the hell are you?


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Cellar Door

by Escape the Fate


We walk through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drag your body to the cellar where we lay, the wax it melts away,I kiss your face...

Now we are starting to love you more
Your body's on the canvas I painted on the floor

[Chorus:]
Now you wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

If I could take you somewhere, I'd take you to the darkest place,
Scatter you in art forms, admire the whore
Beauty in different ways, your hands on picture frames
Your eyes in the glass wear your face as a mask

Now they are starting to love you more
A gallery of your beauty, no charge at the door

[Chorus:]
As you wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold

[Chorus:]
Wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong...

It's so wrong.....[x8]

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Amaranth

By NightWish

Baptised with a perfect name,
The doubting one by heart,
Alone without himself.

War between him and the day,
Need someone to blame,
In the end, little he can do alone.

You believe but what you see,
You receive but what you give.

Caress the one, the Never-Fading,
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow,
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth,
In a land of the daybreak.

Apart from the wandering pack,
In this brief flight of time we reach,
For the ones who ever dare.

You believe but what you see,
You receive but what you give.

Caress the one, the Never-Fading,
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow,
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth,
In a land of the daybreak.

Caress the one, the Never-Fading,
Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow,
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth,
In a land of the daybreak.

Reaching, searching for something untouched,
Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling.

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A Letter To Myself

Dear Self,

It's been a while, a year in fact, since we had this heart-to-heart. It's been quite the year, from suicidal dreams, and rock-bottomness, to relationships ending and beginning. You've gained some friends, and lost some, renewed some, and discontinued some.
Right now, I'm proud of you. You've taken to bettering yourself, even more than I expected. You're working towards a goal, and although it may not be truly what you want, it's a goal, and a good one.
You enjoy life again, and that could not be said for the last year or so. You have learned when to trust, and when not to. You have learned when to talk, and when to listen. Even though sometimes it feels the world is against you, you've learned to smile at a world that doesn't care.
Your truth and honesty, sometimes to a fault, have left you stronger. Sometimes the people around you can't take this honesty, and they walk away to console undeserving egos, but you know they know, and one day will be just like you.
Your infectious laugh and charm, and good sense of humour, disarm and entertain even the hardest of souls. Perhaps one day you can love again, as you know you can, and as you know you deserve. Your love and pursuit of knowledge, even in the face of people who don't care, and wall themselves off against the world, is a love worth having. Your love of music, as your one true passion and your reason for not being dead yet, is the one drug you'll never stop pursuing.
I wish there was a way to fix some of the wrongs, done by you, and done to you, but I can't.
The only regret I have, is not having any. This is your strength, use it, and give it to others.
This is truly your love, the love you give to others, doesn't matter if it's returned, it may never be. It stands alone. As you do.