Blackwingsixx
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"How do I write my story from this point?
Who am I?
A hopeless romantic who feels he owes the world nothing?
Maybe a budding alcoholic who's anxiousness will get him killed?
I change my skin more than a chameleon changes his colors.
I'm a lost soul who can't do anything right without hurting someone else that I care about. I thrive on friendship yet I spend most of my time alone lost in a book or in my own deranged mind wondering how I can kill who and make that look like something else while developing an addiction to true beauty in the world.
Music has always been my relaxant. It's my way of burning stress and I've finally run out of ideas.
Maybe my chapter is coming to an end sometime soon? Maybe I'll kiss the sky with Hendrix or have a drinking contest with Lemmy? Maybe write a spiritual harmony with Bowie.
I'm not sure where to go with anything. My writings, my work, even my own fucking brain.
Honestly who doesn't get tired of life?
I'm tired of the stress."
Blackwingsixx
Just thought I'd let everyone know that I'm working on an Album.
"Backwoods Resurrection"
Coming soon to a SoundCloud app near you.
Blackwingsixx
Here's a question for you.
Imagine you find out you have a stalker. Not just a strange Internet stalker, but a madman obsessed with the thought of you.
One day you tell him to get lost and that night he shows up again except this time with a knife.
What do you do?
(No weapons)
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How would I describe myself?
Asshole
Loser
Psychopath
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When I wake up to the sound of demons
They're always telling me that I'm no good
And all the angels keep scratching at my door
I'm doing what I can to fight this anger
I'm just a product of a living hell
And I don't want to live like this no more
Everything is crumbling in my head
Sometimes I wish I was...
But maybe I'm not alone
Maybe if you take my hand
And I reach up to God
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for the damned
What have I got to lose
When I've already lost it all
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for
Say a prayer for the damned
For the damned
Have you ever been abused by someone
So brutal that it chills your soul
Have you ever been afraid of your own ghost
I'm just a creature of a broken past
We're all looking for a second chance
And I don't want to live like this no more
And all the madness rages in my head
Sometimes I wish I was...
But maybe I'm not alone
Maybe if you take my hand
And I reach up to God
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for the damned
What have I got to lose
When I've already lost it all
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for
Say a prayer for the damned
We are not alone
It's darkness before the hope
But you and I we're not alone
Maybe I'm not alone
Maybe if you take my hand
And I reach up to God
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for the damned
What have we got to lose
When we've already lost it all
Maybe this time he'll say a prayer for
Say a prayer for the damned
(Say a prayer for the damned)
(Say a prayer for the damned)
(Say a prayer for the damned)
(Say a prayer for the damned)
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I lay in the lake and stay silent.
After all if I hadn't drowned I wouldn't hear the bastards laughing from the shore.
No one needs me so why do I struggle against the current? I can't even answer it. But all I hear is the fading of murdering laughter and all I see is a fading light.
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Who really knows why I'm still alive? Fuck I don't even know. I fuck everything up while trying to make things better. I don't even know what or who I am anymore.
I don't recognize myself in the mirror. I try to tell myself things will get better but I know I'm lying to myself.
Maybe it's the hole my once thought love left when she tore me to pieces. Like I said though Who fuckin knows? Maybe I should cry myself to sleep before I do something idiotic. But to quote Trent Reznor, to my friend if I do something stupid "You can have it all. My empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt."
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I apologize
That your memory serves you more than I can now
You'll have to make sense of my life somehow
Yeah, somehow
Well, I close my eyes
Remove each piece of armor one by one
Inhale this moment deep into my lungs
Make amends for all I've done
All of my devils are free at last
And all my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I
Need to heal
Well how long have I
Been sitting here, I must have drifted off
I cannot finish any of my thoughts
Forgive me for my wayward shot
All of my devils are free at last
And all my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I
Need to heal
I wake up in the morning, and it comes back to you
I breathe in I breathe out, it comes back to you
I stare up at the ceiling, and it comes back to you
I step out my front door, and it comes back to you
The end of my driveway, it comes back to you
Brakelights on the highway, it comes back to you
I could die in Los Angeles.
It would come back to you.
All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
And all my secrets are revealed, yeah
And your permission is all that I,
I need to feel
All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
And all my secrets are revealed, yes they are
And your permission is all that I need.