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    Haunting Lyrics

    Please, please forgive me,
    But I won’t be home again.
    Maybe someday you’ll have woke up,
    And, barely conscious, you’ll say to no one:
    "isn’t something missing? "

    You won’t cry for my absence, I know -
    You forgot me long ago.
    Am I that unimportant...?
    Am I so insignificant...?
    Isn’t something missing?
    Isn’t someone missing me?

    Even though I’d be sacrificed,
    You won’t try for me, not now.
    Though I’d die to know you love me,
    I’m all alone.
    Isn’t someone missing me?

    Please, please forgive me,
    But I won’t be home again.
    I know what you do to yourself,
    Shudder deep and cry out:
    "isn’t something missing?
    Isn’t someone missing me? "

    And if I bleed, I’ll bleed,
    Knowing you don’t care.
    And if I sleep just to dream of you
    And wake without you there,
    Isn’t something missing?
    Isn’t something...

    Missing by Evanescence

    "Men had either been afraid of her, or had thought her so strong that she didn't need their consideration. He hadn't been afraid, and had given her the feeling of constancy she needed. While he, the orphan, found in her many women in one: mother sister lover sibyl friend. When he thought himself crazy she was the one who believed in his visions." - Salman Rushdie, the Satanic Verses

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    Gus Gus - Is Jesus Your Pal?

    Is Jesus your pal?
    Do you call out his name,
    when your concience is shivering?

    Do you need someone too,
    just like those people who
    find peace in someone's promises?
    You sure don't need my promises...

    So come and sit on my box,
    enjoy the view of this water,
    where my lifeboat is sinking.

    If you open your eyes,
    take a look at this mess,
    could you fake your reflection, child?

    If you reach out for more,
    you'll find nothing but sorrow.
    'Cause knowledge is hollow.
    And pride is hard to swallow.

    So come and sit on my box,
    take a view of this water,
    where my lifeboat is sinking.

    "Men had either been afraid of her, or had thought her so strong that she didn't need their consideration. He hadn't been afraid, and had given her the feeling of constancy she needed. While he, the orphan, found in her many women in one: mother sister lover sibyl friend. When he thought himself crazy she was the one who believed in his visions." - Salman Rushdie, the Satanic Verses

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    Creed - One Last Breath

    Please come now I think I’m falling
    I’m holding on to all I think is safe
    It seems I found the road to nowhere
    And I’m trying to escape
    I yelled back when I heard thunder
    But I’m down to one last breath
    And with it let me say
    Let me say

    Hold me now
    I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking
    That maybe six feet
    Ain’t so far down

    I’m looking down now that it’s over
    Reflecting on all of my mistakes
    I thought I found the road to somewhere
    Somewhere in His grace
    I cried out heaven save me
    But I’m down to one last breath
    And with it let me say
    Let me say

    Hold me now
    I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking
    That maybe six feet
    Ain’t so far down

    Sad eyes follow me
    But I still believe there’s something left for me
    So please come stay with me
    ‘Cause I still believe there’s something left for you and me
    For you and me
    For you and me

    Hold me now
    I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking
    That maybe six feet
    Ain’t so far down

    Please come now I think I’m falling
    I’m holding on to all I think is safe


    "Men had either been afraid of her, or had thought her so strong that she didn't need their consideration. He hadn't been afraid, and had given her the feeling of constancy she needed. While he, the orphan, found in her many women in one: mother sister lover sibyl friend. When he thought himself crazy she was the one who believed in his visions." - Salman Rushdie, the Satanic Verses

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    Come sail your ships around me
    And burn your bridges down.
    We make a little history baby
    Every time you come around.
    Come loose your dogs upon me
    And let your hair hang down.
    You are a little mystery to me
    Every time you come around.

    We talk about it all night long
    We define our moral ground.
    But when I crawl into your arms
    Everything comes tumbling down.

    Come sail your ships around me
    And burn your bridges down.
    We make a little history baby
    Every time you come around.

    Your face has fallen sad now
    For you know the time is nigh
    When I must remove your wings
    And you, you must try to fly.

    Come sail your ships around me
    And burn your bridges down.
    We make a little history baby
    Every time you come around.
    Come loose your dogs upon me
    And let your hair hang down.
    You are a little mystery to me
    Every time you come around.

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