Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme to those of us who've never tried to find a face behind our lipstick smiles. And as our pretty faces die, our broken hearts will wonder why the makeup just won't hide the scars of time.
--The Birthday Massacre: Play Dead
When you talk You talk without a sound And when you walk Your feet hardly touch the ground
--Zeromancer: Hollywood
Stand before the gates and watch metropolis Empires come and go we live forever And eternity is in your hidden eyes Take my broken wings teach me to fly again
--Covenant: We Stand Alone
A pounding head piercing pain prophetic sight narrowing down Elastic dream out of time you almost caught a glimpse of the truth
--Suburban Tribe: Watching You
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