buckcheeks
01/24/09, 09:58 AM
It's always been my dream to hear something I wrote in the form of music, but due to my lack of musical chops, I could never do this on my own. So someone, I don't care if you're a junior high kid with an acoustic guitar or Metallica, put music to my song and send it to me. I want to hear it. Please? A boy can dream, right?
Did you find the perfect way to flaunt your fake smile?
How else could you manipulate them for such a long while?
Will they bury themselves or ask for your hands?
Or will their bodies lay still and erode into the land?
Did you bury your dead with the nooses that broke them?
And did you write their epitaphs with the words that choked them?
Did you cut out their tongues or the neck that did hold them?
Or just their ears, so they'd believe what you told them?
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shit out of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.
You'll start off frostbitten and cold, but that ice will soon melt.
And with each ounce of sweat, you'll be living what they felt.
You'll start to shake as the heat dries your skin.
But all devils can't survive hell; you'll never reign again.
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shitout of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shit out of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.
Did you find the perfect way to flaunt your fake smile?
How else could you manipulate them for such a long while?
Will they bury themselves or ask for your hands?
Or will their bodies lay still and erode into the land?
Did you bury your dead with the nooses that broke them?
And did you write their epitaphs with the words that choked them?
Did you cut out their tongues or the neck that did hold them?
Or just their ears, so they'd believe what you told them?
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shit out of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.
You'll start off frostbitten and cold, but that ice will soon melt.
And with each ounce of sweat, you'll be living what they felt.
You'll start to shake as the heat dries your skin.
But all devils can't survive hell; you'll never reign again.
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shitout of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.
You hope it's cold where you're going
Cause that's all that you've been
But you're shit out of luck,
Hell won't freeze over again.