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Saturday, 09 August 2008

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    On Flame with Rock and Roll
    By Blue Öyster Cult
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    (Don't Fear) The Reaper

    -- Blue Oyster Cult

    All our times have come
    Here but now they're gone
    Seasons don't fear the reaper
    Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
    Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
    We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
    Baby I'm your man...

    Valentine is done
    Here but now they're gone
    Romeo and Juliet
    Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet
    40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet
    40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness
    Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
    Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
    We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
    Baby I'm your man...

    Love of two is one
    Here but now they're gone
    Came the last night of sadness
    And it was clear she couldn't go on
    Then the door was open and the wind appeared
    The candles blew then disappeared
    The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid
    Come on baby...and she had no fear
    And she ran to him...then they started to fly
    They looked backward and said goodby...she had become like they are
    She had taken his hand...she had become like they are
    Come on baby...don't fear the reaper

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    Things are starting to look up, finally.  And may I be the first to say:  HELL YES.  It's been a long, hard road, but I'm finally 18.  My beautiful angel is asleep in the other room, finally out of that hellhole she had to live in for 17 long years.  I start going to Piedmont sometime in the fall, finishing up my diploma and going into some video game design courses (yeah, I'm a nerd.  So sue me.)

    Victoria and I went to do a bit of shopping today.  My heart melts whenever I see her reaction to the smallest things that make her happy.  She seems to look younger each and every day, like everything negative is being reversed.  She needs it.  I love that sweet smile of hers.

    She's adorable when she's asleep.  (She'll probably kill me for that XD )

Monday, 21 July 2008

Friday, 04 July 2008

  • I miss my baby...

    Hey There, Delilah

         --Plain White T's

    Hey there Delilah
    What's it like in New York City?
    I'm a thousand miles away
    But girl, tonight you look so pretty
    Yes you do
    Times Square can't shine as bright as you
    I swear it's true

    Hey there Delilah
    Don't you worry about the distance
    I'm right there if you get lonely
    Give this song another listen
    Close your eyes
    Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
    I'm by your side

    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    What you do to me

    Hey there Delilah
    I know times are getting hard
    But just believe me, girl
    Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
    We'll have it good
    We'll have the life we knew we would
    My word is good

    Hey there Delilah
    I've got so much left to say
    If every simple song I wrote to you
    Would take your breath away
    I'd write it all
    Even more in love with me you'd fall
    We'd have it all

    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me

    A thousand miles seems pretty far
    But they've got planes and trains and cars
    I'd walk to you if I had no other way
    Our friends would all make fun of us
    and we'll just laugh along because we know
    That none of them have felt this way
    Delilah I can promise you
    That by the time we get through
    The world will never ever be the same
    And you're to blame

    Hey there Delilah
    You be good and don't you miss me
    Two more years and you'll be done with school
    And I'll be making history like I do
    You'll know it's all because of you
    We can do whatever we want to
    Hey there Delilah here's to you
    This one's for you

    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    Oh it's what you do to me
    What you do to me.
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    I wish she was here with me right now.  I really do.  I miss you, my beautiful angel...

Saturday, 21 June 2008

Monday, 23 July 2007

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    The Chronicles of Life & Death (Death Art Version)
    By Good Charlotte
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    Good Charlotte Lyrics

    ONCE UPON A TIME: THE BATTLE OF LIFE AND DEATH

    (Life Life Life)
    (It dies It dies It dies)

    (Life Life Life)
    (It dies It dies It dies)

    (That raise, death, being born, it dies)
    (That raise, death, being born, it dies)

    (The vampire lives eternally, it was promised)

    (That raise, death, being born, it dies)
    (That raise, death, being born, it dies)

    (Eternal death)

    (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)
    (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)
    (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)

    (The vampire, eternally, you live, it is beautiful)


    THE CHRONICLES OF LIFE AND DEATH

    You come in cold,
    You're covered in blood.
    They're all so happy you've arrived.
    The doctor cuts your cord.
    He hands you to your mom.
    She sets you free into this life.
    And where do you go with no destination, no maps to guide you.
    Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter, we all end up the same.

    These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
    These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
    You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
    Today could be the best day of your life.

    And money talks in this world,
    That's what idiots will say
    But you'll find out that this world,
    Is just an idiots parade
    Before you go, you've got some questions.
    And you want answers
    But now you’re old, cold, covered in blood,
    right back to where you started from

    These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
    These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
    You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
    Today could be the worst day of your life.

    But these are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
    These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
    You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
    Today could be the best day of,
    Today could be the worst day of,
    Today could be the last day of your life.
    It's your life, your life.


    THE WORLD IS BLACK

    Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
    You see the same damn thing it's just a different day and
    No one really knows why this is happening
    But it's happening
    And everywhere you go it's just a different place
    You get the same dark feeling
    See the same sad faces
    No one really cares that this is happening

    We come into this world
    And we all are the same
    In that moment there's no one to blame

    But the world is black
    And hearts are cold
    And there's no hope
    That's what we're told
    And we can't go back
    It won't be the same
    Forever changed
    By the things we've seen, seen

    Living in this place it's always been this way
    There's no one doing nothing so there's nothing changed
    And I can't live when this world just keeps dying
    It's dying
    People always tell me this is part of the plan
    That God's got everybody in His hands
    But I can only pray that God is listening
    Is He listening?

    We're living in this world
    Growing colder everyday
    Nothing can stay perfect now I see

    But the world is black
    And hearts are cold
    And there's no hope
    That's what we're told
    And we can't go back
    It won't be the same
    Forever changed
    By the things we've seen, seen, seen

    We come into this world
    And we all are the same
    And in that moment there's no one to blame
    But we're living in this world
    Growing colder everyday
    Nothing can stay perfect now I see

    The world is black
    And hearts are cold
    There's no hope
    That's what we're told
    And we can't go back
    (We can't go back)
    It won't be the same
    (It won't be the same)
    Forever changed
    (What will ever change)
    By the things we've seen, seen, seen

    Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
    You see the same damn thing it's just a different day
    And no one really knows why this is happening


    IN THIS WORLD (MURDER)

    In this world all of our sins are simple
    We choose death over innocent life
    And in this world it's not our money that's evil
    It's the one's who choose it over life
    And in my heart I cannot believe in this murder
    And I will not be fed by the lies
    Or the life that's created just to be murdered
    It's murder

    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how loud they cry
    They can't
    Buy their way into heaven
    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how high they climb up the ladder
    They won't reach up into heaven

    And they can't see
    The innocent lives
    The pointless suffering
    And in my heart I wanna undo all this murder
    And give back their innocent life
    Open cages and stop their luxurious murder
    It's murder

    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how loud they cry
    They can't
    Buy their way into heaven
    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how high they climb up the ladder
    They won't reach up into heaven

    Murder
    Innocent Life
    Innocent what...

    What have we done?
    No mercy (No matter how hard they try)
    For beautiful money (and no matter how loud they cry)
    Money for blood (they can't buy their way into heaven)
    It's murder

    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how high they climb up the ladder
    They won't reach up into heaven
    No matter how hard they try and
    No matter how loud they cry
    They can't
    Buy their way into heaven [Fading away]

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