See all those people on the ground
Wasting time
I try to hold it all inside
But just for tonight
The top of the world
Sitting here wishing
The things I've become
That something is missing
Maybe I...
But what do I know
And now it seems that I have found
Nothing at all
I want to hear your voice out loud
Slow it down
Without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
And I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On My Own
Food For (boring) Thought: I always thought I didn't like The Used. It's just that I never had the CD I suppose because I know almost all of the words to about 3 or 4 of their songs. I think I didn't like them because they are "popular". *shrugs*
Kinda funny, I never knew what Sara's screen name was from. "BuRiEd MsLf ALvE". Well, durh its a Used song. You know what else is kinda funny? Saras old SN was GreenDayGirl07 or somethin like that, and Val Irogoyen's SN was GreenDayGirl52 (very similar, confused me for a while until sara got the buried myself alive one)... and Val, she just changed hers ever so reciently to xpoetictragedy52 which is another Used song. haha. Ironic, or a copycat? Way to act emo kids.
If I gave you pretty enough words
could you paint a picture of us that works
an emphasis on function rather than design
aren't you tired cause I will carry you
on a broken back and blown out knees
I have been where you are for a while.
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream
all the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night
every evening that I die.
I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold -
I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold -
I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold -
I am exhumed just a little less human.
After all these images of pain
Have cut right thru you
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone
Then I'll show you that place, in my chest where my heart, still tries to beat
It still tries to beat.
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream
All the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night
Every evening that I die.
Live, Love, Burn, Die -
Live, Love, Burn, Die -
Live, Love, Burn, Die -
Live, Love, Burn, Die.
I've always really liked that song. Lip Gloss And Black by Atreyu. Its good.