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And now! Another song from my album The Broken Promises
This one was obviously inspired by Im Not Okay but is mostly comprised of my good old, original, Insanity style that i've come to love so much :3
So please tell me what you think! :)
thanks so much guys! <3 <3 <3

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Happy Thoughts (And Bloody Stains)
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[Dont say die, just be thinkin’ happy thoughts]
[Daisies, roses and smiley faces]
[So that means lie, “my condition can't be caught”]
[Crazy can't be contagious]

NOW I’VE GONE SANE (“Sane is the NEW Insane”)
I’ve gone insane!!! (“Stay true an remain insane”)
I’ve gone insane!!! (“Stay true an remain insane”)
NOW I’VE GONE SANE (“Sane is the NEW Insane”)

Sane, Sane go away
I'd rather stay in my head today (rather stay awake)
Playing Columbine, no I'm just fine (no your just fake)

This song was written by my a LONGGG time ago, right when my writer's block was beginning, but during the process of my new album i found it (along with 2 other songs) and decided to adjust it (them) and include it (them) in my new album, so here's the first old one, an as you may see it's very different than the rest of the album, but still has its own unique message so read away :) pwease :3
Feedback is extremely appreciated like always! <3 <3 <3 :)

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The Haunting Of Everafter Street
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[Promises are sometimes severed]
[Love, I’ll be with you forever]

…Oh Honey, where did you go?…
“Paramedics call the place Death
-But what the hell do they know”
…WAS I THE ONE WHO LEFT!?…

“…When will you return…”
…And when will I already burn…
Don’t you ever come to stay with me
…Dear… Listen here… YOU STAY LIVING

You know I’ll always want to
“Make your ghost go away”
But I’ll always haunt you
“Even during the day…”

And it's begun! I'm releasing songs again :)
this is the second song from my new album The Broken Promises
it was greatly inspired by Teenagers
Comments are extremely appreciated, it keeps me alive. an i love you guys! :)

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PG
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[The fairy tales are gettin' old]
[Now working on wettin' poles]
[The Pinocchio of the real world]
[Wants to grow up to be a real girl]

She’s playing Truth-or-Dare every day (on her own...)
For the obscure possibility someone will say
Take these pills an make sure your jaw shuts
‘CAUSE SHE DOESN’T HAVE THE GUTS (on her own...)
(OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!)

Ask if I'm real or just all in your head… (In this safe, quiet suburb, I had my own personal hell)
Honey I'm a monster under your bed (Except for me these streets were cleaner than Purell!)
Coming to play, in the dark when the day's done…

Well, i'm back :) after a long break, writers block, emotional issues, giving up, and trying again, i'm back :)

and i've been working alot on some new songs to get myself back on my feet, so far i've got around 19 songs in the works and am hoping to cut the album down to the best 10 are so, and maybe actually get in a band and start making music for them! :D

This is a preview of the new album, The Broken Promises (inspired by Black Parade, Three Cheers, and a bit of other stuff
(Chiodos, The Used, Get Scared and even The Dark Knight!)
which is all about, well, broken promises, mental health, (cannibalism... unintentionally! i promise!), and the future (which is supposed to be soooo promising ;) )
this is one of my finished songs about a somewhat delusional ambulance driver ;3 which to me has a Dead feel and an obvious Blood feel :3

so please read, and feedback is EXTREMELY appreciated (it keeps me alive :P )
THANKS! :D

The Joker (T.I.M.M.Y.)
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[…So Innocent. Timmy. Such an Innocent name…]
[T.I.M.M.Y.… This “INNOCENT” May Murder You.]

Society may call him sick…
But THEY’RE The Epidemic!
He’s The Joker!! Just The Joker!!
“So laugh away until you CHOKE!!!”

JUST SHUT YOUR EYES
Don’t hide In Humanity.
They’ll follow your cries
To us… Living In… Sanity.

With a prick to our skin, the pain’s been recreated!!!
Pick up the Vaccine from under the beetles…
Can’t you see we need to be sedated…
Just for our fear of needles!!!

Oh honey… Everybody had heard shouts
“Someone PLEASE KILL ME.” “HA-HA-HA”
So funny… They laughed their hearts out
“You fashioned THIS ILL ME.” “AH-AH-AH”

The Creep, he’s been RASIED BY WOLVES!!!
CRYING SHEEP… And They Call Bull… (Smoke)
RELAX… RELAX… He’s Just choking… (…Poke.)
Everyone Reacts, AS IF HE’S JUST JOKING!!!

Society may call him sick…
But THEY’RE The Epidemic!
He’s The Joker!! Just The Joker!!

CREEP
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[A suicide song, Dedicated to you!!! (You left your fingerprints around the noose.)]
[Who helped me, out of my Depression (It turned out that the rope was LOOSE!!!)]
[Then making sure I learned the lesson (It’s wrong to kill me while I’m a wreck…)]
[Cut me, until I was black an blue!!! (You left your fingerprints around my NECK!)]

Must’ve left quite a DEEP CUT…
You shut me away from my sheep
Took my life right out of my “But”
Now I’m just a GUTTED CREEP!!!

Am I invisible?… They just don’t see… (Not a Ghost… Out of Reach…)
But they still know where to cut me
……Sucking my thumb UNTIL IT’S DRY (…Got a Host… I’m a Leech…)
……I FEEL SO NUMB… Until I die……

AM I A GHOST?… They see right through me
Morning light… Today seems… Bright to me
An NOT EVEN GHOSTS will hear me shout…
Silently… Gettin’ the Guts to CUT ‘EM OUT!!!

Dead on the inside… In bed, counting sheep all alone
An outside… They wait… For me to turn into a cliché

SANE (In An Inkblot)
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[What. Do. You. See.]

“Tell me what you see in these spots” (Stains…)
Well, I see myself… Don’t we all?… (La-La La-La!)
My Self-portrait is an INKBLOT!… (STAINS!…)
Oh mirror, mirror on the wall… (LA-LA LA-LA…)

[La… La-La!… La-La!… La…]
[RING AROUND THE ROSY.]

Today, I let my regret down the drain… (SANE…)
I may be on my own but I’m still sane!!! (SANE…)
Tomorrow, I will forget my pain… (Na…Na…Na…)
Even on my own…I’ll stay SANE!!! (Na-Na… NA!!!)

[………Sigh.]

Comatose. Asking in Morse code, “Should they even revive me?”
Life Expectancy measured by, “The amount of Stained-Clothes”
NO ONE KNOWS what’s been put In My I.V.…
“HAPPINESS WITH A DOSE OF RAINBOWS!!!”

SOMETHING’S WRONG… But you don’t seem to care!-
Sayin’ that I’ve GONE MAD!!! An I BELONG IN THERE!!!
So SWEAR I’M CRAZY!!! On your MOTHER’S GRAVE!!!
Pulling up her daisies- “Your -GARDEN can’t be saved!”

Safe An Sound… Being brought back to Inhumanity

MISSING
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[…Once upon a time…]

(…“There Were Once-”)
Fairy-Tales that told us, “It’ll all be okay” (“There are No monsters in the closet”)
Stuffing children Full of Lies… (The Tooth Fairy left a dishonest deposit…)
Mothers smothering them into slow prey (Being given So many “Another-Try”s)
LITTLE NURSERY LULLABIES! (…HAPPILY-EVER-AFTER An Other Lies…)

[*Children Crying*]

…As our World’s ending… We stop an stare…
Seeming Unaware Of WHAT’S JUST BEGUN…
Facing our worst fears by hiding anywhere…
While ghosts warn us, “WAKE UP AN RUN”…

Humanity has not been very nice…
Who are WE to call the planet mean…
WE ARE JUST THE EARTH’S LICE…
…Now… It’s only… GETTING CLEAN…

[…*Wind breeze*…]

[…*White-Noise*…]

Beginning with a Crisis in New York (Aliens, apocalypse, or any other cliché)
“Has anyone seen” from every fork (Go ahead an look from Coast To Coast)
A lost teen, or MAYBE… Even more (At most… I’m just a MISSING Ghost)

Straitjackets (A Mandatory Hug.)
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[Remember the “Lovers”- There’s nowhere I won’t go.]
[Innocent games children play- Hide And- Touch My No-No!]
[Us under the covers- Did it scar me?… I …Don’t know]
[NO!- DON’T TOUCH ME THERE-‘S NOWHERE I WONT GO!!!]

(“You Look Like You Need A Hug…”)

They told me!!! They really, really told me!!! (Red STAINS!!!)
“STOP!!!. PRETENDING!!!. TO!!!. BE!!!. DEPRESSED!!!.”
Now, not even the Straitjacket can hold me!!! (Dead-Pains…)
I hate to say I told you so. BUT YOU KNOW THE REST.

It’s only funny until Brain function gets lost…
“Your Son needs…” SANITY has a High Cost…
“WE need money for the toilets to get plumbed…”
“Um, Why don’t we… Dump him in The Asylum!!!”

Mom an Dad said I had to go ‘cause our property was foreclosed
The men had White Coats!!!… But all I got was a Hospital Gown…
With every Little Breeze… Making me feel SMALL and EXPOSED…

-PLAY- (Dementia)
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This is the… Fairy-tale… True Story… Record… of a Little boy with a Big imagination.
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(-PLAY- )

[I walked through the hallways using my binder as a gun]
[…It’s always-… It’s always-…]

They laughed at his Arts and Crafts (La La-La La-La La…)
Pushed and Pulled his heart in half (La LA-LA LA-LA LA!)
Sanity was slipping away ALL ALONG
On a Merry-Go-Round GONE WRONG

[Autobiography.]

Make sure to bring a gas-mask to the sleepover (Kind of you to offer your last flask!)
Precautions of an outbreak of “Fart-On-His-Face” (Epidemic! Put on your ass-mask!)
As they ask, “WHO INVITED THE CREEP OVER?…” (“Drink me!” …On a bottle of PEE)
THESE KIND OF SCARS STILL LEAVE A BAD TASTE! (“Drink this” On a bottle of Piss)

A camera caught the whole thing
Watching as he Played… (La La-La La-La La…)
Evidence of a murderer molding
Waiting to be -PLAYED- (La LA-LA LA-LA LA!)