I’ll dedicate this page to the lyrics that strike a chord in me.
“Don’t acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong
This spot in hell’s where I belong”
-Clairvoyant Disease, Avenged Sevenfold
(This seems to describe most Edmontonian youth)
“I take my life tonight ’cause I have the right to die how I wanna”
-Brompton Cocktail, Avenged Sevenfold
(I’m feeling this way more and more often. I have the right to die so let me…)
“I can hate myself more, more than anyone
Will you join me?”
-Rabbits Are Roadkill On Rt.37, AFI
“This is my line, this is eternal
How did I end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone”
-…But Home Is Nowhere, AFI
“There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak
I’d share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
Just how much this hurts me
Just how much you…”
-This Time Imperfect, AFI
“Though the past the unwanted memories
Are holding onto you
All the power in the universe
Conspires to carry you
Truth you find through your adversities
Will defend you
As your powers and all your energies
Conspire to carry you”
-Carry You, VNV Nation
(This really helps me get through the many rough spots in life)
“I can say that you’re losing me
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world
but I know where this is leading
(please)
No tears
No sympathy
I can say that you’re losing me
but I must be that which I am
Though I know where this could take me
No tears
No sympathy”
-Epicentre, VNV Nation
“Life detaches
Much less loved
A taste familiar
But watered down
And each day passes
Into the next
Like television
Flickering unseen.
I breathe
But I don’t often think about it
Anymore
Its become a habit
Those embers fragment
That fire was
Just a fracture
In the ice.
Do you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Do you hear a voice from my side?
sleepwalking”
-Sleepwalking, The Crüxshadows
“So…
Look at your life, who do you want to be before you die?
Look at your life, what do you want to do?
Look at your life, who do you want to be before you die?
Look at your life, you haven’t got forever
And tell me what really matters
Is it the money and the fame?
Or how many people might eventually know your name?
But maybe you touch one life
And the world becomes a better place to be
Maybe you give their dreams another day
Another chance to be free
Happy birthday”
—Birthday, The Cruxshadows
“The world is full of poets
We don’t need any more
The world is full of singers
We don’t need any more
The world is full of lovers
We don’t need any more ”
— “The Art of Suicide” by Emilie Autumn
“So…
Look at your life, who do you want to be before you die?
Look at your life, what do you want to do?
Look at your life, who do you want to be before you die?
Look at your life, you haven’t got forever
And tell me what really matters
Is it the money and the fame?
Or how many people might eventually know your name?
But maybe you touch one life
And the world becomes a better place to be
Maybe you give their dreams another day
Another chance to be free
Happy birthday”
— The Cruxshadows
Ah! How did I forget this?