

WelcomeWelcome To Death Welcome To Life Welcome to my strife Lets go take the diveWelcome
It wasnt your choice Your kind chose for you It wasnt your choice It is better this way Lets go find your voice
Listen to what I say There will be a day when you can choose You will have to find your own way Take it or leave it, leave it or die
Roam free in the box Take your turn, dont touch the locks Play the game your own way Here are the rules Dont follow fools
Follow, follow, follow me Follow ,


Down Fallwhat is death? just another path. what is a waterfallDown Fall
but a path to death. what is life? a stream, a river, an ocean a waterfall? a well.
are you dying to live or living to die? are you crying because of the lie or lying to have a reason to cry?
In death you can not lie. But in this lie you might die.
A waterfall for thought. Can you think over the crash?


Endless WellYour alcohol lake Take another swig And watch it break Watch it all fall down Watch and drownEndless Well
Your sorrows The hollows Not quite empty But towards the bottom Are you free?
Touch the glass The edges Touch ledges Fall through like gas
(to your) Your alcohol lake Take another swig And watch it break Watch it all fall down Watch and drown
Boil and burn There is no escape Try another shape The one you spurn
One path out Through the drought Nothing to cry  


Brewingbrewed on the outside, crying within covered with a smile hating who i have been I walk on broken bottles from a broken home the love that i could be given and what i could give is a fond memory far goneBrewing
so pick the scabs and remember your pain slowly sinking yet never setting in. Tears leave a trace in my heart just as my cuts leave a scar in my skin crying with in but don't let them see just cover it with a smile be who they want you to be
So pick the scabs and remember your pain slowly sinking yet never setting in. tears leave a trace on my heart jus


Sunday MorningYouve got that sweet smile And, mmm, Im glad I can stay awhile This world is a warm placeSunday Morning
When its Sunday morning And I feel the way you taste The suns gaining ground I want to chase it away As I slip on my muddy shoes
And have to leave you
Eventually Starsll make the sky a mess As Im pressed against your chest I can feel your heartbeat breathe
Mmm, this is the way its suppose to be
I think the souls of our shoes Keep us away from the fools I think the tops of our feet Watch for the trouble
what u like about it? what ur fav?
I just finished reading all ur stuff, its quite good. keep up the good work.
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I was walking up the stairs,
and i met a man that wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish I wish he'd go away
scary but good. me likey!
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Once I saw a chocolate fountain, and I said, "the only thing that could make this ANY better is Johnny Depp."
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