| 61. Mourning Misery - Loved Or Hated, A Rose Or A Thorn, Which One Hurts More? |
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Is life really that bad? (As you make it seem) To kill yourself and end nothing at all Suicide leads to the real pain of hell Where you will live a...
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| 62. Mourning Misery - Nothing To Me |
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You paralyze with your words I couldn’t hold onto anything Your beauty, a disease infecting me GO I have had no progression from this horrid state...
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| 63. Mourning Misery - Withered Dove |
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One of these days I’m going to send your heart through a shredder. That way I might have a chance to get a piece of it. I’ve been trying way too...
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| 64. Mourning Misery - Inconsiderate |
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I'm inconsiderate you say? Well consider this...no one will ever love you as much as I do and if you walk out that door right now as you are planning...
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| 65. Mourning Misery - Missing Pieces |
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I thought I could get by on my own But nourishing a broken heart Is too hard of a task to be done on my own Especially when all the pieces aren’t...
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| 66. Mourning Misery - Love Is You |
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Love is pain Love is unending Love is haunting And each tick of the clock moves me a step back Each tock pushes me forward I can’t move on I...
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| 67. Mourning Misery - You Were |
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This is the conclusion to a never ending story You were my heart’s breaker but you were afraid to piece it back together You were my grave’s...
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| 68. Mourning Misery - Bullet Envelopes |
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So bend your lips to the curves of that fake smile you used so many times I fall over and over again My face at your feet Dying there my lips will be...
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| 69. Mourning Misery - Walking Dead |
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Lives led by city street signs Moving to the same sequential pace Constructed by repetitive design There’s no individuality in a box of matches...
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| 70. Mourning Misery - No Toleration For The Intoxicated |
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I do not tolerate the fabricated You state you know the truth Your tongue spits lies You are only material Let my words be daggers Let me split your...
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| 71. Mourning Misery - Pirates Are Nothing Without Their Loot |
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I have no idea what I can give to save myself I’ve filled my cup with regret and what you’ve done hurts me the most You closed my throat and now...
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| 72. Mourning Misery - Crisp Nothing |
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You state I’m wrong I know I’m right This silence stabs I must fight back Taken away Everything my heart longed for I can’t resist feeling pain...
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