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Serene  Djent (tintagliafyre) | 6 comments Lay my head, under the water.
Lay my head, under the sea.
Excuse me sir, am I your daughter?
Won't you take me back, take me back and see?
There's not a time, for being younger.
And all my friends, are enemies.
And if I cried unto my mother
No she wasn't there, she wasn't there for me.

Don't let the water drag you down, (Don't let the water drag you down)
Don't let the water drag you down.

Broken lines, across my mirror
Show my face, all red and bruised.
And though I screamed and I screamed, well no one came running.
No I wasn't saved, I wasn't safe from you.

Don't let the water drag you down, (Don't let the water drag you down)
Don't let the water drag you down.

Don't let me drown, don't let me drown in the waves, oh
I could be found, I could be what you had saved!
Saved, saved, saved.

Lay my head, under the water.
Aloud I pray, for calmer seas.
And when I wake from this dream, with chains all around me,
No, I've never been, I've never been free.
No, I've never been, I've never been free.
No, I've never been,
I've never been


free.


message 2: by Serene (new)

Serene  Djent (tintagliafyre) | 6 comments Gaze into her killing jar,
I'd sometimes stare for hours.
She even poked the holes so I can breathe.
She bought the last line.
I'm just the worst kind of guy to argue
With what you might find.
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie with you?

Alright, give up, get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time.

Lost in the prescription,
She's got something else in mind.
Check into the hotel Bella Muerte.
It gives the weak flight,
It gives the blind sight,
Until the cops come or by the last light.
And for the last night I lie,
Could I lie next to you?

Alright, give up, get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time.
Alright, give up, get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time.

Pull the plug.
But I'd like to learn your name.
And holding on,
Well, I hope you do the same
Awww sugar...

Slip into this tragedy,
You've spun this chamber dry.

Alright, give up, get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time.
Alright, give up, get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time.

Pull the plug.
But I'd like to learn your name!
And holding on,
Well, I hope you do the same,
Awww sugarrrrrrrrrrrrrr...


message 3: by Serene (new)

Serene  Djent (tintagliafyre) | 6 comments When sun sets dusk and streets are cleared,
Well, this town's renegade is there.
I'm standing tall, awaiting host,
What's it like to see a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed,
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling.
So long my sweet.
Bye bye.

Standin' alone through the soot and stone,
He draws from his holster, a man.
Groanin' alone through the soot and stone,
He makes his way home half to death.

He clenched his fist and said a prayer,
For every breath of dusty air.
He fires loud, awaiting host,
What's it like to be a ghost?
Both outlaws equal, yes indeed,
A one shot rhythm to the gunsling,
So long my sweet.

I hear those voices shouting...
"Take my life"
I cannot take mine lying down...
No!

Standin' alone through the soot and stone,
He draws from his holster, a man.
Groanin' alone through the soot and stone,
He makes his way home half to death.

In time.
In vain.
I wash my hands of yesterday.
If I should fall,
If I should pass,
It's worth one last stand before the gates of Hell!
Before the gates of Hell!
Before the gates of Hell!

I hear those voices shouting...
"Take my life"
I cannot take mine lying down...
No!

Standin' alone through the soot and stone,
He draws from his holster, a man.
Groanin' alone through the soot and stone,
He makes his way home half to death.

In time.
In vain.
I wash my hands of yesterday.
If I should fall,
If I should pass,
It's worth one last stand before the gates of Hell!


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