EMILY

Smiles and her laughter,
It's the only thing that I've been
waiting for, a time.
Regardless of our distance, and our
hope, cuz were
Swept by pretty eyes and LETTERS for, a time.
The only thing that I've been waiting for.
I hope it's something worth the waiting,
'Cause it's the only thought that I ever feel real.
Thunderstorms could never stop me,
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

.Death Ampetamine.

Youth is said to be the hope of the nation. But how can they be such if Youths today are addicted to drugs? Will they be the future role models of the future youths of our nation?
.I was just inspired with the video we watched last Provincial Youth Conference. It's all about the youths of our nations.
And because of that, i searched the net for a song which is related to drugs & I suddenly found this one!

DEATH AMPETAMINE

Life spent with lips on glass
Another hit, just one more blast
How long can you make it last?
Hit the pipe and vaporize
Feel the rush, so energized
Your longs being to crystallize
Try to stem the tide
From another five day ride
Don't you know your dead inside?
The world spins out of control
All amped up, nowhere to go
A glass house is all you know

Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine!

Spun and sleep deprived
The calendar burns before your eyes
Another hit, for now revived
So many slepless nights
Only whet your appetite
Strike a match, the torch ignites
See the shards start cracking back
Watch them turn your world to black
While waiting for the heart attack
All your dreams are dead and gone
I tell you now, it won't be long
Before death ends this marathon

Withered and sucked up
You're wasting away
Eyes sunken deep in your skull
You care not about yourself
Nor any other
Only if the pipe is full
Lick your lips
As you hover around the glass
Anxiously awaiting your turn
Depressed and paranoid
It's all gone to hell
Inhale as your world burns

Lost everything you own
Now waiting by the telephone
For the dope man to come home
All your friends and family
Are sickened by your need for speed
Only driven to exceed
So many years, so little time
For you to halt your life's decline
You've got to read the signs
Everything has come unwound
You've got to turn this shit around
Before you're six feet underground

Poison cloud hangs in the air
Breathe it deep, your only care
It's a nightmare, not a dream
Deathamphetamine!

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