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Sexe : Male
Statut : Célibataire
Age : 26
Zodiaque: Taureau

Ville : Yarmouth
Région : Nova Scotia
Pays: CA
Date d’inscription :: 20/01/2005

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lundi, janvier 01, 2007 
I've spent

My life

Running from the emptiness that haunts me



And I've spent

My whole life

Trying to fuck the loneliness
away



And I die

Inside


When I think of all the people I have damaged



And I'm tired

I'm so tired

When there's no one else, except myself to blame



My life's been wasted, everything is gone

My life's been wasted, and I am all alone

My life's been wasted; there is no one else

My life's been wasted, and it's time I face myself



Well, I've spent

My life

Trapped inside a cycle of self destruction



And I've spent

My whole life

Trying to numb the pain inside my soul



And tonight

I cried

When I realized I fought this war with no one



I'm tired

I'm so fucking tired

But I'll find a way to keep my faith alive



My life's been wasted, everything is gone

My life's been wasted, and I am all alone

My life's been wasted; there is no one else

My life's been wasted, and it's time I face myself



When I reach the end

Will anything I've done

Mean anything?

Now when I reach the end

Will anything I've done mean anything?




My life's been wasted, everything is gone

My life's been wasted, and I am all alone

My life's been wasted, there is no one else



My life's been wasted



My life's been wasted, everything is gone

My life's been wasted, now I am all alone

My life's been wasted; there is simply no one else

My life's been wasted; well, it's time I face myself



- Stabbing Westward -

dimanche, décembre 17, 2006 
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ... mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world

- Gary Jules -
mardi, décembre 12, 2006 


What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do? (Oh, oh)
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you (from you)

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.

Ah, ah
Oh, oh
Ah, ah

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you.
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

Come break me down (bury me, bury me)
Break me down (bury me, bury me)
Break me down (bury me, bury me)

(You say you wanted more)
What if I wanted to break...?
(What are you waiting for?)
Bury me, bury me
(I'm not running from you)
What if I
What if I
What if I
What if I
Bury me, bury me
samedi, décembre 09, 2006 
If you were a king
If you were a king you'd set me free
But I'd be too dumb
I'd be too dumb to ever leave

Sometimes it is good
Sometimes this is bad as it could be
Sometimes it's lost
Sometimes it's right in front of me

I love it, I hate it
I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it
I come back for more
I build it, I break it
I even the score

I thank you for the war
I thank you for the Hollywood ending
I give thanks for it all
'cause life's not as easy as it seems

Sometimes it's a rose
Sometimes the smell is sobering
Sometimes it's a mouse
And sometimes the sound is deafening

I love it, I hate it
I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it
I come back for more
I build it, I break it
I even the score

It feels like it beats you up
It feels like it knocks you down
And it feels like a kiss on the mouth
It can feel like the saddest song
Like nothing can stop us now
Feels like a kiss on the mouth

A kiss on the mouth
Kiss on the mouth

I love it, I hate it
I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it
I come back for more
I build it, I break it
I even the score
I love it, I hate it
I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it
I come back for more
I build it, I break it
I even the score
I love it, I hate it
I feel like a whore

It feels like it beats you up
It feels like it knocks you out
It feels like a kiss on the mouth
It can feel like the saddest song
Like nothing can stop us now
Feels like a kiss on the mouth

It's a kiss on the mouth
It's a kiss on the mouth
Kiss on the mouth

- Our Lady Peace -
mardi, décembre 05, 2006 
Could I trouble you? don't you know who you are?
Since it came unglued I finally pick up all the parts
It seems you come together it's where we come apart
An in that vague connection ya fell down with my house of...

I've written out the task in less than a paragraph today
I rolled it up an smoked it an took it to my insides I am ashamed
Cause' when I troubled you you didn't even know just who you were
But you've come unglued An all thats left were all my words
That mean nothing to you at all

Cause' my world means nothing to you at all
yeah my word it means nothing to you at all
Cause' my world it means nothing to you at all
To tell the truth
So tell the truth you know

I said I'm sorry, I said I'm sorry to you
We answer questions that need attening to
Oh yeah it's so good when I'm sober
But I don't know this cause' I'm a loser
Oh yeah it's so bad when it's so good that I'm sorry for you

Cause' my world it means nothing to you at all
When my words means nothing to you at all
Yeah my world it means nothing to you at all
Cause' my word it means nothing to you at all
To tell the truth


- Hurt -

dimanche, novembre 26, 2006 
I am seeing tunnel vision in a world thats dark and cold,
I cannot believe how much I've changed since the days of old,
I know it's temporary but I need to focus straight,
I cannot believe I lost control of my fate,
I need forgiveness from the people I truely care about,
I need support behind my back to help me spit it out I am gonna win,
I can't afford to blow this one,
I hate myself sometimes,
I love myself,
I need this way of life because it holds me.
contradictions the way of life happiness is wealthyness is healthy
now I've made it through those lies and deceit,
I think whats done is done and I can't complain anymore i am sure,
now that I've found myself again it feels great I can't believe
I'd lost control of my fate.

- Taproot -
mercredi, novembre 15, 2006 
It's been a long dark road but I remember when it meant the world ot me,
It's been a long dark day and a cold black night and it still gets hard to see,

'Cause they don't know me and they never will,

It's been a long dark road I still remember why it took so much out of me,
It's a shallow pond we're swimming in and it makes it hard to breath,

'Cause they don't know me and they never will
No they don't know why or how it feels to live

It's been a long dark road and I rememeber skies that weren't so a hard to see,
It's been a long dark day and I remember nights that made me, me

'Cause they don't know me and they never will
And they don't know why or how it feels to live

- Ghost Machine