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[Song Text Edition] In The End_____

anonymous_atticus’s Profile PhotoPaxton Hall
We were searching for reasons to play by the rules, but we quickly found it was just for fools. And after all the sorrow we'll be riding high. And the truth of the matter is: I'll never let you go. You go down just like Holy Mary on a cross. Not just another Blxxdy Mary, your beauty never really scared me.
Song Text Edition In The End

MY SONG (Tag 15) Das letzte Lied, das du vor deinem Txd noch einmal anhören möchtest.

I'm still here with a fire burning inside. If you want to burn light it up, let it rise. When you're hxgh who you‘re flying for? When you ride who you‘re riding for? When you toast who you‘re drinking for? When you play, you gotta deal with the devil. — Pop Evil.
MY SONG Tag 15 Das letzte Lied das du vor deinem Txd noch einmal anhören

Best stupid friends!

cadenxcruz’s Profile PhotoCaden Aurelian
They say we are what we are, but we don't have to be. I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way. I'll be the watcher of the eternal flame, you'll be the guard dog of all their fever dreams. Oh, we're the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass. It might be your wound, but they're my sutures. 'Cause we could be immortals, just not for long. And when we live forever now, we'll pull the blackout curtains down.
Best stupid friends

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What Is The Tragedy Of Your Life?

anonymous_atticus’s Profile PhotoPaxton Hall
I am the night you wish you could forget, but as soon as the sun dissapears I‘m right here to remind you that I will never be gone. Maybe this is madness. Maybe that’s what hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up. You can romanticize me all you wish, but the devil wrapped in silk is still the devil.
What Is The Tragedy Of Your Life

PAP - Sunday Look!

At the core I've forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts. Taken far from my safety: The picture's there. The memory won't escape me, but why should I care? In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up. The darkness is holding me tightly until the sun rises up.
PAP  Sunday Look

MY SONG (Tag 1) Ein Song mit dem du dich identifizierst und von dem du denkst, dass er dich repräsentiert. Teile den Song und die Textzeile/Musikstelle an der das für dich am besten zum Ausdruck kommt.

Architects - Animals
I do my best, but everything seems ominous. Not feeling blessed, quite the opposite. This shouldn't feel so monotonous. It never rains, but it pours. I dug my heels, I thought that I could stop the rot. Buried under dirt, a diamond in the mud. Infinity is waiting there because nobody can burn a glass cathedral. We're just a bunch of fxcking animals, but we're afraid of the outcome. Don't cry to me because the fiction that we're living in says I should pull the pin.
MY SONG Tag 1 Ein Song mit dem du dich identifizierst und von dem du denkst dass

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Ich hab mich selbst nicht erkannt, als ich in Blüten stand. Mir wurde ganz blümerant als ich in den Blüten stand. Und erst am Ende begriff ich: Die Blüten waren herbstzeitlos und giftig. Dann kam der Winter und Alles war weiß. Ich warte noch heute darauf, dass das Eis taut. Wir waren gefangen wie Insekten im Eis. Mit Salz in den Wimpern, mit tosenden Ohren. Und all unsere Farben haben uns verloren.
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„Oldie But Goldie!“ What Are Some Of Your Favorite Oldies Songs?

anonymous_atticus’s Profile PhotoPaxton Hall
Welcome to the room of people who have rooms of people that they loved one day, docked away. Just because we check the gxns at the door doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grxnades. You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you, you'll never know the mxrderer sitting next to you. // Heathens.
Oldie But Goldie What Are Some Of Your Favorite Oldies Songs

anonymous_atticus’s Profile PhotoPaxton Hall
We were born splaying in the wreckage, buried down on birds with stones. Water as warm as morning suns, I don't think quite like I used to. I got a bed to call my own, I see stars and painted lies, broken glass upon your road and now I'm driving home too soon. Say you love me like you used to and we'll vacation first class. You say you're ok. You're faking, fxcked up, drinking all day, you give me a cup. And I'll be damned if we can make it out of this alive, baby. I say I'll be damned if we can make it out of this alive. But is this what you want? What you wanted? Do you need love? Am I enough for you? In time you'll find I've got my baggage too.
We were born splaying in the wreckage buried down on birds with stones Water

Was ist die wichtigste Lektion, die du je gelernt hast?

Called to the Devil and the Devil said: Hey! Why you been calling this late? It's like 2 a.m. and the bars all close at 10 in hell, that's a rule I made. Anyway, you say you're too busy saving everybody else to save yourself. And you don't want no help? Oh well, that's the story to tell.
Was ist die wichtigste Lektion die du je gelernt hast

- thoughts of the day.

There's a whole army thinkin' that they're gonna harm me. Say goodnight, I'll never get free. Oh, I got troubles that won't let me be. But I won't get tired, set the town on fxre 'till my troubles got trouble with me. Every day is a new box. You open it, you take a look at what’s inside. You’re the one who determines if it’s a gift or a coffin.
thoughts of the day

COLLAGE (Tag 3) Ich ... wenn ich meinen Beruf ausübe. Wie sieht es auf eurer Arbeit aus? Wie seht ihr in vollem Tatendrang aus?

Breakthroughs don’t happen because of the medicine. Real breakthroughs happen because someone is scared to dexth to stop trying. Pretty good isn’t enough, I want to be great.
COLLAGE Tag 3 Ich  wenn ich meinen Beruf ausübe Wie sieht es auf eurer Arbeit

Welcher Song beschreibt dich gut?

Halsey - New Americana
— Cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles. Just what you'd expect inside her new Balenciaga? Viral mess, turned dreams into an empire. Self-made success, now she rolls with Rockafellers. Survival of the richest, the city's ours until the fall. They're Monaco and Hamptons bound but we don't feel like outsiders at all. We are the new Americana.
Welcher Song beschreibt dich gut

Gebt uns Input - raus aus dem Smalltalk/0815 !!! - Wo/Wie/Wo kann man Dir begegnen? - Beim Job? Dunkle Gasse? Club? Nur Nachts? - Usw.

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Am besten trifft man mich in Neapel oder New York an. Gelegentlich auch in Rom oder St. Petersburg. In Neapel bin ich meistens in meiner Psychiatrie beschäftigt, New York schläft bekanntlich nie. Wenn findet man mich mitten im Geschehen oder abgelegen in den Hamptons. Meistens beiße ich nicht und ich freue mich über neue Kontakte - keine falsche Scheu! Ich bevorzuge es direkt zu schreiben, Smalltalk langweilt mich recht schnell.

Weekend vibes!

Beach house vibes, maneuver the jet ski. Multi-million dollar commercials, from food-stamps to more ice than Gretzky. I don't gotta talk, no need to defend me. I watch them all fall for going against me. 'Cause me and all my angels shot the devil up - while you was trying to pull me down, I leveled up. I leveled up twice, I leveled up three times. Prepare for a miracle blessing in these times. Every tongue that rises up against me? Shame it. I breathe success in and out my lungs. I got the power of life and death coming out of my tongue.
Weekend vibes

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