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Author: danvevers
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-20-06 - Updated: 01-20-06 - id:2094653

God please help me

I am so angry

I think I’m going mad

I’m so full of hate

I don’t want to be

Grudges shouldn’t be held

I can’t help myself

Need a license to kill

Chorus 1

Kick the case until it breaks

Shoot everyone with your imaginary gun

Kick the case until it breaks

I doubt I can rest until it's open


God please help me

I’m so sad today

Nothing coming my way

Except more misery

Throwing anything

Across the room (can you hear the vases smash?)

If only they could feel this pain

Just like I have to

Chorus 1

Kick the case...


Sleep Forever


I’m lying in my bed

Fury is pulsing through my head

And my only way of finding solace gone

I’ve been crying in my sleep

‘Cause I can’t recall my last dream

I just want to write happier words to this life


Try

You asked me you begged me, Try

Love, lies

This time they go hand in hand

This

This is the final straw again

Sleep … less

I won’t rest ‘til I’m resolute

Freeze … me

And all of these feelings in your heart

Sleep … less

I won’t rest until I’m resolute


This night is so sad

All these memories we’re revisiting

We can never live in that world again

I’ll never forget

Refuse to regret

All those times you lay in my arms

Accepting the end

The only way ahead

There are lights illuminating each of our separate roads

Chorus 2

Kick the man until he weeps

Shoot him dead with your imaginary gun

Kick the man until he weeps

He’s cruel, should be shot, he is scum


The last chance we got

It’s not worth the risk

Maybe I’ll run away from here

No I’ll carry on

Through thick and through thin

Though the wind fights against me


Let it come knock me down



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