Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Good Charlotte

Because I can't really give you a real rant.

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In This World (Murder)

In this world all our sins are simple
We choose Death over innocent lives
and in this world its not all money thats evil
It's the ones that choose it over life

and in my heart I can not beleive in this murder
and I will not be fed by the lies
or the lives that are created just to be murdered
It's murder

no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven

and they can't see
the innocent lives
the pointless suffering
and in my heart I
wanna undo all this murder
and give back the innocent lives
open cages and stop their luxirous murder
its murder

no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven

murder innocent lives innocent Murder
what have done?
No Mercey for beautiful,
money for blood it's murder

no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven

no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven
heaven [fading out]
heaven.....
[music]


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Ghost Of You

will wait until the end
When the pendulum will swing back to the
Darker side of our hearts bleeding
I will save this empty space
Next to me like it's a grave
Where I lay a place for us to sleep eternally together

[chorus]
I have been
Searching for
Traces of
What we were

The ghost of you
Is all that I have left
It's all that I have left of you
To hold
I wake in the night to find
There's no one there but me
And nothing left of what we were at all...


So here I am
Pacing around this house again
With pictures of us living
On these walls
I see my breath in the cold of the air that I breathe and I'm wondering
I'm wondering if it's you that I feel
If it's you that I feel here haunting me forever


[chorus]


And I'm not looking for
Anything but us
Anything but what we were
And I'm not asking for
Painted memories
I only want to know you're here


[chorus] x2