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The SILENT Treatment (New song by me)

The SILENT Treatment
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[Shush-]

[See No- See No- EVIL]

[Staple my eyelids open… I’ll still find a way to close ‘em]

“Stitch his lips shut quick!” (Doctors’ resolution to HEAL THE CUTS)
“God, he’s full blown insane, not just sick” (Ssssssssssssssssssshhh!)
Oh No… I can’t eat since… (I’d swallow the pills IF I HAD THE GUTS)
…It’s known as… The SILENT Treatment. (SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHH.)

Strapped on the operation table, looking lovely (Surgery-gloves shine in the light)
Dialogue doesn’t leak out of my own cuts (My silence says, Something’s not right)
Bring all

Purgatory (NOTHING. Wrong) new song by me

Purgatory (NOTHING. Wrong)
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[What’s Wrong?…]

… I’m Okay… I’m Okay… I’m Okay… I’m Okay-
GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!!!
I’m Just tired… I Promise… Nothing’s Wrong…
No-………I’M!!!-………NOT!!!-………OKAY!!!………

Forgot how your medication has such a sharp taste!!!
Bullet-holes scar and carve in your face…
Watch as your own sanity’s leaking out…
“Please, I think-“ (“He’s”/”She’s”) “FREAKING OUT!!!”

These Inkblots just make me inhumane (STAY!!!)
How I remain now, isn’t Insanity’s say! (SANE!!!)
But just maybe… I should NOT cut… These twin-blue-veins
Could make a new meaning for

Leftovers (new song by me)

Leftovers
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[As the Monsters Ate… I just Sat.]

(Teehee…)

Helplessly restrained with both my eyelids pulled open wide
So I CAN’T LOOK AWAY from THE INKBLOT. (Lips stitched, so my mouth only shuts)
My Pupils dry even though I cry on the inside (So I can’t call the Surgeons “NUTS!”…)
Everyone else has EVACUATED… But I’ve been LEFT TO ROT.

Well, that’s ONE way to get a good thrill
Within Days of the Refill none were Left
Who knew HAPPY-PILLS COULD KILL!!!
Funny how you LAUGHED TO DEATH…

Remember what the Doctor said
If it lasts longer than Two Hours
Take the Inkblot an dye it Red…
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D.I.R.T. (Dead In Record Time) new song by me

D.I.R.T. (Dead In Record Time)
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[With all the “I Remember When-” crying…]
[Saying “GOODBYE” is harder than Dying!!!]

[*Gasp*]

That Puppet who Refuses to sing… (TA!!! DA!!!)
In a puddle of my own juicy things (TA!!! DA!!!)
Though my guts are so gone (…Cutting my-STRINGS…)
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!! (CUTTING MY STRINGS!!!)

It goes so well with my NEW RED Dress!…
So NOW you want me to FUCKING STOP?!
Oh… Am I making a MESS?!… (Ooooooh…)
Than go get a FUCKING MOP. (Aaaaaah!!!)

[“He seemed so happy…”]

Mortician Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)

Heart-Pinata (Still Kickin'!) New song by me

Heart-Piñata (Still Kickin’!)
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[I’M NO ANGEL!!!- Heaven’s still quite a drive…]

Stalking my shadow with Blood in my eyes (We’re the Condemned)
… I found myself fallin’ on the WET FLOOR. (Silence is My Calling.)
…LOOK UP!!!- LOOK UP!!! And see the Sky (It’s the End of Them.)
Won’t get their “Perfect” World any more. (The sky is falling!…)

TODAY THEIR WORLD MAY BE DESTROYED
But I’ll show why it pays off to be paranoid…
I’LL KEEP FALLING UNTIL I FLY…
Through the fracturing blue sky!!!

Mirror, Mirror, making me look more Vile!!!
Got me bleeding on my Hands and Knees…

Sickness (IN THE HEAD) New song by me

Sickness (IN THE HEAD)
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(“La LA-LA LA-LA La…”… *Chuckle*)

INSANITY can’t be cured by any BACKYARD-ANTIBIOTIC…
So who can blame me for being paranoid of Pushing Daises!
NO… I am -NOT- Fucking PSYCHOTIC…
Just a LITTLE scared of Catching Crazy.

The first sign- HEARING NOISES- (“Things that one would not think twice about…”)
Then comes- HEARING VOICES- (“Hearing voices that SING and SHOUT…”)
Soon enough…Nosebleeds occur- (“Covering tissues with blood an snot…”)
The Brain leaking out, in a Blur- (“Until one CAN’T THINK ANY NICE THOUGHTS…”)

Ba Da Da-Da!!! Ba Da Da-Da!!!
Ba Da Da-Da!!! Ba

MISSING Ghots/ The Following Finale's Side B (Album)

Titled: MISSING Ghosts
(The Following Finale's Side B)
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This album kind of Sums up The Following Finale, filling in what it was missing, while putting alot of the pure opposite into it

tell me whatchya think :)

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SANE (In An Inkblot)
http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/johnschwarcz/sane-inkblot

MISSING
http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/johnschwarcz/missing-new-song-me

Leftovers
http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/johnschwarcz/leftovers-new-song-me...

Straitjacket (A Mandatory Hug.)

MIRRORS (New Song By Me)

The main song of the new Side B songs, this one was meant to capture the Im Not Okay feeling, while mixing it with the feeling of being a reject, being super-stressed, and singing/screaming to the mirror XD so tell me whatchya think? does it capture the Im Not Okay feel well enough? :)
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MIRRORS
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For how we always happened to “just fall”
Recall all those happy pills I took today
MIRROR- MIRROR- ON THE WALL…
Do I look okay?! Do I look okay?!

Silently asking if all is well…
YELLING TO THE MIRROR!!!
AS IF IT COULD HEAR HER!!!
She’s too deep down in Hell…

The mirror made me go

CPR For Dummies (New song by me)

CPR For Dummies
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[May be easy, but believe me, it isn’t fun]
[Breathing through the barrel of a gun...]

Step one- (THE END…)
Put down the gun.
Step Two- (Condemned)
Take off the noose.
Step three- (Count to ten)
Don’t let it BLEED…
Step FOUR- (Tell me when)
Breathe some MORE!

Fell asleep from Pills and Needles
Pins an Needles cover my arm
I’ve never looked this peaceful
“Just one more, what’s the harm?”

I won’t breathe…
I’m TOO lonely…
No I WON’T BREATHE
I’m just too LONELY!!!

When we “go to hell”
“We did what daddy said”…
“WELCOME HOME!”
What do you mean “Dead”?

You,

The Adventures Of Emo Kid (And His Trusty Sidekick Grandpa Meh)
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HA-… …… …… …

CODE BLACK- bully tolerance at zero. (Na Na-Na Na-Na Na)
All happy faces, but one unlikely hero
Saw the helpless children getting iller… (Na Na-Na Na-Na NA)
“Laughter ain’t the cure, it’s the killer!!!”

It’s The Adventures Of Emo Kid!!!
Just rich, whiny an prone to cry!!! (Na Na-NA NA-Na Na)
Do you know what you just did…
Why don’t you lay in bed to die… (Na Na-NA NA-Na Na)

Have you heard! He’s insane! Who’s FEARless?…no.
Scared of blood and frightened by thunder…
He’s the asylum’s

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