Glass Casket

And when your golden curls have turned to red, when your eyes have lost all their light find strength in my life. Enough white to kindle a massacre of poems. At least tremble enough that I may flame in your green array, all these years, the battle of

And this is where I stay, in between the in between. No more cold winter days. No more sudden tragedies. If you really want to know me take away the human heart and stab it with Something not so sharp. Twist like her finger in my hair she's got a bra

Everything that comes out of your mouth is amazing. See your pale face passing over, over again. I'm sorry you're dead. Bite the curb. Snap. You should have loved me. Oops, it's too late and now your mouth is big enough to suck mine and his necks. I

In me lies no fear. Nothing else can make me still, so I'm calling on you now to lend me the strength. I need to wake up again. Slaughter my anything and my everything, make the oncoming traffic be the end of me. Don't let me wake up again. 专辑:We Are

Lurking in the background, my only talent, gotta hide because I can't help holding back, No more my flood will wash away anyone who has given up, That's the last thing they would have wanted you to do. Can you see me now? I'm stuck in between the she

Your face is loosely sculpted fragmented, pigment and drive You're dying to spill your guts to me, but I'm not that kind of guy. I hope we all learn to swim, because the dam has burst again. There I am crushed beneath the lee-way A cork stops the whi

I am eternally faithful for my second chance to live. Life is too important and not nearly cheap enough to give. My sister taught me a lesson that I'll be able to teach to somebody elses kid. Never leave a loved one on a bad note. I must confess I'm

Tears seem to melt out my brain, This faucet seems too big to turn off by myself Someone please step in, Without letting my mother know I want to die, All I wanted was a garage to park in Let Sigur Ros play on as I drift away. Answer me, answer me. L

I feel that each year repeats itself, only with their minor setbacks Today is her day, and God is not holding anything back, The sky is gray, the trees are dead, and the air is cold and hollow Each time I swallow, this knot in my throat grows swollen