Rygaar Sven » 12pm - Jan 2, 2012

http://bit.ly/newmusic12 This morning I made the call The one that ends it all Hanging up, I wanted to cry But dammit, this well's gone dry Not for the money, not for the fame Not for the power, just no more games But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado I can't replace the lies, that let a 1000 days go No more living trapped inside In her way I'll surely die In the eye of the tornado, blow me away You'll grow to loathe my name You'll hate me just the same You won't need your breath And soon you'll meet your death Not from the years, not from the use Not from the tears, just self abuse Who's to say, what's for me to say...be...do Cause a big nothing it'll be for me The land of opportunity The golden chance for me My future looks so bright Now I think I've seen the light Can't say what's on my mind Can't do what I really feel In this bed I made for me Is where I sleep, I really feel I warn you of the fate Proven true to late Your tongue twist perverse Come drink now of this curse And now I fill your brain I spin you round again My poison fills your head As I tuck you into bed You feel my fingertips You won't forget my lips You'll feel my cold breath It's the kiss of death http://www.rockbandparts.com (5 Year Warranty on Everthing, Ions, Destoryer Pedal's and much more)

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