My music libray is sik from tricked out gangster styles to a mixture of alternative rock to rap. I used to be a vocalist for a LA no name band and played the wiskey and troubador for a bit. I have a nact for finding new music alot of times before the video is coded so you may enjoy and rip away at my tracks if it dont work though help me help ya'll mark the track broken and I will fix it asap!!!
My latest addition to my library is Hed Pe's newest and OTEP has one being released in AUGUST ha ha I allready have a copy. I'm gonna start loading new trackz if you don't like them let me know so I can bounce them out we'll get them off the playlist and add some new songs!!!
Peep my Tracks I like all kids of music....
Let's go
With bloodshot eyes, I watch you sleeping
the warmth I feel beside ME is slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
TEARS!!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
the visions left inside me are slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
This battered room I've seen before
the broken bones they heal no more, no more
with my last breath I'm choking
will this ever end, I'm hoping
my world is over one more time
Let's go
Would she hear me, if I called her name
Would she hold me if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Graphic by Silverywitch Creations.
