thatkindavampireluv

im me, if you dont know me you should ask myself, if that made any scence good for you.


"I can't imagine any other bands having better kids than ours, and if they do at least I know our kids can beat up their kids."-Frank Iero










here is my first song that i didnt throw away

" broken windows usually mean something's wrong "

the windows are broken the mirrors are gone
you left your house burning and abandoned your son
the dope left you crying you missed your own head
your fathers been hanged and your husband is dead
you let your dreams go ablaze and you burn yourself today
just try to keep down the food on you tray
you almost fell asleep at the end of the day
you know that no one can hear you say
i want to go home, i want to go home, *please Take Me There*
i want to go home, i want to go home, too bad
I CANT, COME HOME
I WANT TO TAKE A NAP
THE ISOMNIA THAT I COULD HAVE SHOWN
DONT TAKE THERE because i never cared

(chorus)

you throw your will at the mirror, hoping the shards will ease your pain, if the bleeding could stop the tears, the demons will lose all they have to GAIN, the images you cannot bear, haunting you for never being there...

(verse 2)

been fired by the economy
left to bleed by society
spend the rest of your days a tradgedy
hunted down by calvery
i can hear you shout
youre starting to enjoy that magic knock out
shuned out help without a dout
i hope you like to sit and pout
curled up in a ball, braced for the fall
and hurt yourself, against your HEALTH
BEING HELD, WITHOUT SOMEONE LETTING GO

~ (chorus)~

to stop the tears, to hold them dear, live and die, after the blood you lost you still survive, fearing the sun, but youre finally done, letting GO, with nothing to show, you still Let GO your head is the treasure, everyone wants as you venture to PICK UP THE KNIFE, READY TO FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE, FORGETTING THE FEAR THAT PICKED YOUR PLACE IN ALL THE LIFE YOULL NEVER HAVE ANYMORE

~(chorus)~

to stop the tears, and hold them dear, live and die, after the blood you lost you still survive!...


that's it, i guess

i just realized that love is something that without helping it, or even being able to stop it, it makes you feel good, and/then feels bad, no matter what the bad
is going to happen, but i guess the same with good. even if it is that you like someone but you never accually tell the person, the pain is being away from them. but the thought of the other person is the good. and when you ask them out, it's axilerating. just wonderful. but then it ends. here comes the pain. luckly it leaves you open for another experience... what luck.

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yes, it's mine.

here i, am

here i sit right next to my bedroom window, with tears flooding out my eyes
sobbing from the day before, and fearing the day ahead,
hopping what will come to be, better than all my misplaced keys
rotting on my bedside, longing to be found

here i walk, smashing mailboxes, enraged from broken beings
their pictures on a dart board, you really cant tell who they are now
must be my aim, or the fact i threw them away
they deserve the trash, if only i knew that sooner

here i lay on this operating table, after another accident
that has left me crippled, the other driver's in the next room
probably not going to make it, so i guess the question still stands
how am i going to get out this place, with tears or asprin

here i sit on your front pourch, wining the day away
working the gut to ring the bell, ill take it, that long distance relasionships arnt me, staring at you from afar, wanting to talk
but they arnt, i just want to know your name

here i,
am

fueled by a random mood

new providence(tell me what you see)

i can see the clouds, an upcomming storm,
decending from the sky, like a pack of angry wolves
hunting you down for what your worth, coming to break in the door
shaking cold to see the stars you finnaly stoped asking for more
but they spread, a personal plague, ruining you once good name
never to see the sun gleam again,

it happened to you for no good reason
and yet it goes along for the thrill
what is with the weather, the wrong season
it wont stop until there is a kill

(chorus)
the rain will come crashing down, and wash away, all the words that hurt you, get up and stay, to prove that they arnt true, and never had been, crawl out of that hole, open your eyes, and tell me what you see...
(verse2)
everyone shaking you down and blaming for for the things you didnt do
expecting stolen awnsers you had never dreamed would come true
are you crying or is it just the rain, rolling down your face
sobbing for what you thought were your friends and then were traced
back to you and never seen to be again, shocking you almost awake
walking down allies was never safe, and you continue shake
dark figures tracking close behind but you know who they are
because they were the ones that always kept you far

shunned away and always scared
it was never this bad before
it must hurt that they never cared
and now it hurts to the core

(chorus)
and under, these blacken skies, when they think of you they think of lies
they harvested alone to inflict damage over the phone, walking alone soaking wet, public enemy number one, they are taking it too far, drowning in a joke fired into blank skies, and fell to hit, a soon to be tragedy, the first rain drop, now tainted red, someone call the cops, they know that you had fled, their all seeing eyes.

but were closed when it started, trying not to see the pain
looking away to not be blamed for a prank gone to vain
and then the guilty will have a phony alliby
almost out cold, hypothermia setting in
now dont be shy
(ending chorus)
the rain will come crashing down, and wash away, all the words that hurt you, get up and stay, to prove that they arent true, and never been, crawl out of that hole, because the sun will take a peek, and warm you up, it will take you back, and hold you tight, now you can lay down and take a nap, close you eyes, for there is nothing more to see

medium on the upbeat scale, but i still luv it


toxic intervention

the time their organized coalition came crashing in
i dont need to remember how long it has been
unless a time bomb has been set
to catch those who left our net
as i heard the sirens screeching
i decided you need to be teaching
another lesson
broke in the door and came single file
to make sure we are here in style
gassed out right away hands acrossed face
then they drank all my mace
and i guess we should have told them
as they slept with their pnemonia
that we gave them
(chorus)
with the fear of our toxic intervention, and as we stare at this horrible invention, trying to cause a deadly situation, or get dirty from another mutalation, as we forgot the detination code, try to tamper with our nuclear episode, you caught me in a really violent mode, dont worry we've gone down that road


you
cant
AHHHHH!

mustard, boxine, ephadrine or morphine,
just to take the pain away and bring it back
and you found another way to ignore the fact
you cant exterminate us like the rats
even if we are measly vermins
the screaming is like music to my ears
our artwork only causes tears
i cant prove its nothing personal
but now its time to get rid of the terminal
now dont you fellow inhale
cuz i just lit a gale
so sit back and relax, welcome to our show
if this wasnt banned we would have started years ago

(chorus)

tear gas and tazers cant keep us apart
if the confession says i lite the mini mart
no amount of resistance can keep us away
we were safe after they shot our plane
and if they lock us away, it will be okay
cuz no amount of bars and walls can separate
there is no fear in our ill fate
and if our bodies are blown to bits, we will still be together
chemicals only make this as light as a feather
we been busted and caught, how can we let them win
so now its time for our ever famous intervention

(solo)

i pour my heart out and made a mess, youre the only thing i could not confess,
i pour my heart out and made a mess, youre the only thing i could not confess,
i pour my heart out and made a mess, out of everyone we touched
(chorus)

*this ending is pending for aproval, by me*
and now we're sleeping with the fishes, attempting to break all the dirty dishes, making it out with all of your riches, without wasting the last of our wishes,
and now i know pretty colors are no good if you cant see *whisper*(so lets let you be) and you take in the clouds of smoke, gasping for air as it goes down your troat, your life flashes through your eyes until you collapse(dead on the floor)

half screamish, and awesome! a couple, that are chemical terrorists

handgun heaven

(chorus)
bullets fired up wont be enough to fuel my rage so turn the page, lead is in my diet we need to riot abandon all we defend handguns to the end
*da da da*
keep up the spirit like a gunfight, dont fade out by the flashing light
dont worry it doesnt hurt, but if you lose youll eat the dirt
there goes my last round, just as they release the hounds
i found my enemies, taking a piss behind the trees
its starting to sting on my neck, it will be a sec before...
(chorus)
try to escape the warfeild, theyll tie you up and make you kneel
the gun to your head will be your choice, the fountains will silence your voice
and you will be lying here, in the morgue theyll clean your hair
we'll all be left fighting here, with more gaurd on our rear
all our hands are full, it never gets dull as...
(chorus)

bullets fired up
bullets fired up
bullets fired up
bullets falling down

this cant be what i want, ide better change the font
before so many lives are lost, i guess it is what this costs
ive picked up so many shells, this has to be better than handgrenade hell
all my friends are gone, we quit at dawn, but...
(chorus)
this cant be what i want, (bullets fired up)ide better change the font(wont be enough)before so many lives are lost, (to fuel my rage)i guess it is what this costs(so turn the page)ive picked up so many shells,(lead is in my diet) this has to be better than handgrenade hell(we need to riot)all my friends are gone, (abandone all we defend)we quit at dawn, (handguns to the end)

i was hanging out with my friend after school durring play practice when i was off stage(got one of the worst parts but im better than that, and got the best part in a play with different director) and i was thinking of names for a band and came up with this, suggested it to him, and he loved it as a song.

purly about the luv of handguns

bad antidote

disiaster strikes the best of us
causing fear that vanishes in dust
beggin for questions from every stranger you pass
finishing the race without being last
you hear a ring so you pick up the phone
calling all your friends but nobodys home
starting to collapse when the meal hits your table
things like this wouldnt happen if you read the label
poison 101

i denied
now reply
for you, will will take back
all your cyanide

find a soulution, drain all your poisin, realese, my, heart
from your grip, pounding for salvation, losing pressure, and skipping every last beat

an ordanary contridiction filled with razor blades
gushing out your arm in every shade
more than the posters in the streets
telivising make beilive fleets
running away just to defi
in hopes on seeing through the blinds
im slowly dying with my fingers tingling
when i make it to the table my arms will be dangling
and youll be laughing

i denied
now reply
for you, will will take back
all your cyanide

(chorus)
in an undisturbed, depriving lust
that craves you in pain
before dire flatline comes to take me away, in flashing lights
i wont rest, until its your heart in my hands

so i can sqeeze, down

you were slipping toxins into my drink
then you dumped the rest down the sink
placing pieces in all the wrong places
im gonna catch you buried in cases
the evidence is in my veins
we all kno its for the fame
so drop the needle

do you have the bad antidote
give me the bad antidote
give me the bad antidote
give me the bad antidote

(chorus)
(chorus)
give me the bad antidote
the bad antidote
the bad antidote
the bad antidote
the bad antidote
give me a bad antidote

the writing on the wall

i cant read the writing on the wall
it might prove that im possesed
it wasnt very small
i wont stop beiliving who i am hasent changed
its the only way i ever were

when the face in the mirror is one you cant reconize, you stumble to think and then say your goodbyes, you can almost call it an acoma but no ones asleep, trying to drown but the waters not deep, and you gasp for air when it takes over, until you finnaly wake up at the end of october

stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, and now try to die
stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, and now you die

i cant read the writing on the wall
it might prove that im possesed
it wasnt very small
i wont stop beiliving who i am hasent changed
its the only way i ever were

i know they wont go away
simply pray
and they ruined my day
stop and play
ill stop screaming, kay?
nothing to say, to, my, face

when the face in the mirror is one you cant reconize, you stumble to think and then say your goodbyes, you can almost call it an acoma but no ones asleep, trying to drown but the waters not deep, and you gasp for air when it takes over, until you finnaly wake up at the end of october

it cant be a broken mirror, only broken beings
no one can change me back
im only a freak that everyone is fleeing
there has to be another fact last fact

stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, and now try to die
stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, and now you die

when the face in the mirror is one you cant reconize, you stumble to think and then say your goodbyes, you can almost call it an acoma but no ones asleep, trying to drown but the waters not deep, and you gasp for air when it takes over, until you finnaly wake up at the end of october

stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, and now try to die
stop asking why, as you start to cry
stop asking why, you had your try