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Name: Cory
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Birthday: 2/3/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: I play bass, and I like it. O.o I have an amazing soulmate named Brittany. I am a devote disciple to Jesus Christ. I like crackin' skulls, playing music, and singing in my underpants. I love Dan Faulkner, and out awesome band... www.purevolume.com/iwantyouforusarmy. THats pretty much it.
Expertise: I've got cool shoes, and I listen to cool music. So i'd say i'm at expert at being cool. and hangin' wit dan
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
AIM:  forgottenarmy07
Member Since:
8/15/2005
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| I've been really busy lately.
I passed English.
I won the election for U.S. Gov't, say hello to your new governor
Getting another lip piercing hopefully
Keeping it gangster.
Workin' two jobs now, sucks.
Yeah I guess thats it.
later,
cory.
It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead
These days they're allowing
Visitation to aid in my rehabilitation
To make these days mean so much more to me
I beg friends and family for forgiveness
And now for the first time together we’ll witness
Together we’ll live this song I’ve been living incessantly
So come sing with me
Through these poison pills and chemicals
I know that you'll be something beautiful
And brilliant, release will be instant
I'm sorry its the only way
It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead
So come over to my house
Catch up over dinner
We're having strychnine and sirloin
Port wine and paint thinner
You'll convulse through the chorus
It's the song of the sinner
The audience is all dead
As I slowly clear the table
I know that this wont be the last time
It won't be the last time
We wrote this song
And the world will sing it
To me it's everything, to me it's everything, to me it's
On every corpse I see, her face, my love, my heart
I hear her laughter and she’s still alive
It's like she’s still alive
It's in her body I’m holding
As we make love
My heart breaks everytime I dismember the flesh
Hide the evidence and start again because
It's all about the song in my head
The one where the audience is all dead
(with your last breath - only through death, our voices will join together) | | |
| So I had this entry up earlier and it was pretty lame, but I wrote a new song, and it looks like i'm actually going to put music to this one haha, finally a real song! Yes, but yeah, check it out, leave your opinions, you know the drizzle.
I’ve never felt the cooling of the wind
Just the burning of my eyes,
staring into the sunset
I’ve never touched a rose without
First feeling the pierce of a thorn
And a trickle of blood
Not pure enough to see beauty
Now what have I become
I’m waiting for anything to touch me to tonight
Full of beauty, full of hate, full of fear, full of anything
Let this tornado sweep me up and swallow me whole
And leave me feeling nothing yet everything
I’m not afraid to die at the hands of myself
Or at the hands of another
And i'm not afraid to look in to hell and snicker
It was all fake pretending I knew better
I’ve never felt the cooling of the wind
Just the burning of my eyes,
staring into the sunset
I’ve never touched a rose without
First feeling the pierce of a thorn
And a trickle of blood
Not pure enough to see beauty
Now what have I become
Tell me what you hate most about me
” You put me through this”
Was all she had to say
” Things will never be the same”
As we both walked away
” I thought you’d never turn away”
I gawk at the faces of the firing squad
Unaware their fear is bigger than me
Crossing my fingers and hoping for change
As the shots ring out, this love was all in vain
I’ve never felt love ( cooling of the wind)
I’ve never felt pain ( burning of my eyes )
I’ve never felt hate ( staring into the sunset )
I’ve never felt anything ( never touched a rose )
I’ve never felt truth ( pierce of a thorn )
I’ve never felt trust ( trickle of blood )
I’ve never slept at night ( Purity ruins beauty )
I’ve never felt right ( Look at what I’ve done )
To appreciate beauty you must first appreciate destroying something beautiful
Trapped in your room full of darkness
Trapped in your room full of lights
Trapped in your room full of mirrors
Trapped in your room full of fears
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| You're a regular decorated emergency.
DROP IT LIKE ITS ON FIRE | | |
| I GOT THE HOT TOPIC JOB I START THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The only hard part: Obtaining a work permit by then, and, figureing out if i want two jobs or if I want to quit Tim Hortons.
But anyways, you know what this means? Another lip ring on the way, as well as a tragus to conch industrial.
Gonna look like this
( the great brody dalle sporting it ) Definitely going to be in the next couple of months
And the industrial when I get the guts to do it
Yeah, i'm really really excited.
I realized how much I live for pure teenage romance and passion. It's kind of weird haha. Maybe thats why I love the Spill Canvas so much eh?
New song in the backround. " Thought's on Love's Mishaps " by the Working Title, great great band, check em out sometime. I heard another great band too at the recommendation of Jamie. Their name is " Until June " www.purevolume.com/untiljune, really good stuff, check it out.
Well I'm off to do whatever, so I will catch ya all tomorrow probably.
Keep it gangster.
" Would you like to leave this human race, tonight? " | | |
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