ITT: Lyrics that break your heart

ITT: Lyrics that break your heart

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>disarm you with a smile
>and leave you like they left me here
>to wither in denial
>the bitterness of one who's left alone

>Utopia - lost in chaos
>As the sky turns black
>Suicidal legacy
>There is no turning back

>Retribution answers cold
>Moving in for the kill
>Deep hideous festering
>Bestial epidemic, repulsive need

>Control, control

>Suicide nation
>Mass-appeal, death-addiction
>Dead but dreaming
>Restrained by phobia, brainwashed into submission

>Control, control

>Suicide
>Jaws locked around your spine

>I'm not living
>I'm just killing time

>I've got two choices. I either actually go through with it, or I say, "you know what, I'm too scared right now, I.. I don't want to do it."

>If I go through with it I die, as I must at some point. If I don't go through with it, my choice is essentially to suffer, and to inflict suffering on my family... And then die.

>Possibly in a way that is considerably more stressful and painful than this way; I've got death, I've got suffering and dying. Well gee, you know, this makes a whole lot of sense to me.

>There are people who will look at this and say, "no, suicide is wrong. God has forbidden it. You cannot play god and take your own life."

>When premature babies are born, they are given intensive medical treatment. Their lives are saved basically, because doctors and nurses are playing god.
>They're saying, essentially, "God's plan was that this person would die right now."

>We're thwarting that, we're playing god, we have to let them die.

sweet baby jesus... what dong is that?
>broken hearts, make it rain...

>I wan't to feel like I feel, when i'm asleep!

>Los ticka toe rest
>Might like a sender doe ree
>Your make a doll a ray day sender
>Bright like a penalty
>Exi-tease my ray day member
>Half lost a beat away
>Purst in like a one way sender
>War give a heart like a fay

>'Cause I can ford a red-eed
>Only street a wide a re-land
>Diamond make a mid-evil
>Bike a sake a like a re-caste

Powerful stuff...

youtube.com/watch?v=-NBHeyY3mO4

GARY CAN'T YOU SEE I WAS BLIND
I'D DO ANYTHING TO CHANGE YOUR MIND

MORE THAN A PET YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND
TO COOL TO FORGET COME BACK BECAUSE
WE ARE FAMILY
AND FORGIVE ME FOR MAKING YOU WANT TO ROAM
BUT NOW MY HEART IS BEATING LIKE THE SADDEST METRONOME
SOMEWHERE I HOPE YOU'RE READING, MY LATEST THREE WORD POEM:
GARY COME HOME

>you love her
>You need her
>And yet you don't believe her
>When she says her love is dead
>You think she needs you

>Love is natural and real
>But not for such as you and I, my love

I'm liking this, thank user.

>As you can see, having descended the hill
>I still look like me
>I still wallow like Phil
>And forever will
Man I miss Phil threads...

underrated

>Whatever could it be that has brought me to this loss?
>Your love will be safe with me

...

not a song but reminded me of this...
youtube.com/watch?v=byA3JAdqPQk
Oh well, i'm crying now.

>Don't change your name
>Keep it the same
>For fear I may lose you again
>I know you won't
>It's just that I am unorganized
>And I want to find you when
>Something good happens

>If you come down
>We'll go to town
>I haven't been there for years
>But I'd be fine
>Wasting our time
>Not doing anything here
>Just doing nothing

>We'll sit for days
>And talk about things
>Important to us like whatever
>We'll defuse bombs
>Walk marathons
>And take on whatever together

>Whatever together
>Whatever together
>Whatever together
>Whatever together
>Whatever together

Unironically gets my feels

fpbp

>sixteen, how was I supposed to know anything?

This and Ripped Pants

>Landmine has taken my sight
>Taken my speech, taken my hearing
>Taken my arms, taken my legs, taken my soul
>Left me with life in hell

>You broke me like a mirror.
>Seven years keep adding up.
>Walk barefoot through the glass,
>not a single cut

I know its not a super deep metaphor or anything but its really relatable

>it goes it goes it goes it goes it goes it goes it goes it goes
>GUILLLLOOOOTIIIIINE
>YUH!
I start bawling every time.

>It took so long
>To realize
>And I can still hear
>Her last goodbyes
>Now, all my days
>Are filled with tears
>Wish I could go back
>And change these years

>Nobody broke your heart
>You broke your own because you can't finish what you start
>Nobody broke your heart
>If you're alone, it must be you that wants to be apart

>i fell asleep in my car, he tapped on the window said he'd met another boy
>another pwetty boy
>i said
>KILl ME NoW I WAnT TO DiE

It didn't heal
It just got harder every day
To be still
To be passing
Through the throes
In a daze
Feeling heavy
Feeling cold in my skin
In my hand-me-downs
I'm wearing everything thin
And the pills
That you gave didn't do anything
I just slept for years on end

>feeling scared today
>write down "i am okay"
>100 times, the doctors say
>i am okay
>i am okay
>im not okay

also look up where mark got the lyrics from, it will break your heart into a million pieces, hell the fucking background of this album will break your heart too

>I am alive, I am alive
>And that is the best that I can do

>not including him crying FUCK before the guitar part.
you disappoint me.

let's not forget This Grill Is Not a Home

You'll find relief somewhere
Between the tree and its shade

When you go away
Heaven's a distance, not a place

I should have known better
Nothing can be changed
The past is still the past
The bridge to nowhere
I should have wrote a letter
Explaining what I feel, that empty feeling

I started crying in the middle of the street when I heard this

Fuck, how did I not remember that one

>Your pets are gonna die
>Your pets are gonna die
>Your pets are gonna die
>Your pets, are gonna dieee.
>Gonna dieee

>Oooooh motheeeer I can feeeeeee the soooil faaalling over my heeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad
Those last cries kill me every time

"Just shut up and swallow" is what the kid meant
When he complained about all of it
The ease of an important procedure and how everyone everywhere was always, mostly often laying down on him
Meeting, crushing, killing him
But I bought none of it
This is not universal
Kid is not he who abandoned that auditorium and no, I do not want to become him anymore
But yes, I do want him to become what I believe he once was, my best friend
And stop that, he still is
I don't really think about it that way, no, I don't really ever think about it that way

>were all gonna die
I got goosebumps just remembering the line. Going to go to sleep and listen to the album again. Gn lads, hope you have a great day/night, and a great life.

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>god is gay and no one cares
>even if you left a note
>you're suicide would go unheard
>you were a wallflower
>you were my only hope

*your

This looks like renaissance painting

I picture you rising up in the morning,
Stretching out on your boundless bed,
Beating a clear path to the shower,
Scouring yourself red.

The tap of hangers swaying in the closet,
Unburdened hooks and empty drawers;
And everywhere I tried to love you
Is yours again, and only yours.

This song breaks me.

The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
"Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you"
"Mother?"
"I WANT TO..."

You say all the people you know
All are slowly dying from a silent cause
From their quiet desperations
I walk you home in the rain
Pass by the yellow line train
Thought that I was different when you looked at me
But this quiet desperation is killing me too
Killing me too

>one too many years
>some tattooed eyelids on a facelift
>mind over matter is magic
>I do magic

Everytime you think you're walking you're just moving the ground
Everytime you think you're talking you're just moving your mouth
Everytime you're looking you're just looking down

September 9, 2001
Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley
An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn't moving or blinking. They hadn't closed her eyes yet
She must have died on the way. A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance
They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman's body asking her to wake up
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven. I didn't believe a word of it, but I knew it'd be easier for him to understand
Two days from now, at 9 AM, the planes will hit the World Trade Center killing over 3,000 people
I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless
But today, there is a God. And he has a plan for him
He doesn't know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won't see or talk to him for five years
And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don't know

On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid of
On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid of
On and on we run away
From the things we are afraid- of

I don't tell him about the dream I had the night before, where I'm riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I've never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree
I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured
I bleed to death in excruciating pain
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die

But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don't see it. I just see the sunset
I smile back and shake my head
I have absolutely no idea
I am afraid

So I'm closing my curtains and making my bed
'Cause no one on earth knows the pain in my head
No one knows of the hurt or the strain or the dread
Though I'm over the worst I can't face things ahead
I'm escaping instead, I'm leaving this place
Erasing my thread and I'm cleaning my slate
Safe now I've fled, serene and sedate
There's no waking the dead when they beam into space
I've seen into space, shaken hands with the stars
And the feeling's great when you're landing on Mars
Dreamy and weightless in ambient dark
Only hearing the sweetness of transient harps

death is real

>stop smoking
>we love you
>stop smoking
>we love you
>and we don't want you to die
>and we don't want you to die
>and we don't want you to dieee

>something wrong
>I hold my head

>one day, I hope I'm someone you'd miss

That hits hard. Dawn is such a great album.

>But in my lying
>Don't I have you in my mind the entire time
>Yeah, I can leave all the places we went
>But I can't leave without my bones you bent
>So I hobble along
>And now it's me who's gone
>And now it's me who has your fear of opening hearts

>Sometimes all I really want to feel is love
>Sometimes I'm angry that I feel so angry

>sometimes you laugh so hard you cry

>love you too much to leave
>dont like you enough to stay

youtube.com/watch?v=rIsAazPVnFQ

>I'm alone and now I'm sorry
>I'm at home and now it's scary
>And it seems like something's coming soon

>Day comes around and I won't wake up
>Dismiss the sounds of ill-defined make up
>It counts as loud but it just leaves me cold

>I was thinking
>Disillusioned
>And you were sinking
>INTO MEMORY

>I'd rather chip my priiiiide than lose my mind out heeeeere

>don't change your name
>keep it the same
>for fear I might lose you
>again

>I hurt myself today
>To see if I still feel
>Try to focus on the pain
>The only thing that's real

>All I want in life's just a little bit of love to take the pain away

Song?

>IN AUGUST
>YOU'RE OVERDRESSED
>PLYWOOD BROKEN
>UPON IMPACT
>THE MEAT IS
>THINLY SLICED

>Responsibility's cool, but there’s more things in life
>Like getting your dick rode all fucking night
I cry every time. It hits me right in the heart.

>I brought a chair from home
>I'm leaving it on the hill
>Facing west and north
>And I poured out your ashes on it
>I guess so you can watch the sunset
>But the truth is I don't think of that dust as you

>You are the sunset

>don't know what i wanted, i have a memory
>back at that party i was all over her
>we didn't make out, or do anything
>i just remember i was lonely
>i guess i am always, it's not a problem
>it's just something, i got used to it
>every stranger makes me feel safer
>and every person seems more beautiful

>*French Horn solo*
>And in her eyes, You see nothing
>No sign of love behind the tears
>Cried for no one
>A love that should've lasted years

Me too, user.

>I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
>To be calm when you've found something going on
>But take your time, think a lot,
>Why, think of everything you've got
>For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not

>How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again
>It's always been the same, same old story
>From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen
>Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away
>I know I have to go

THIS IS NOT THE STOVE I KNOW

either
youtube.com/watch?v=8rqW_ogLhP4
or
youtube.com/watch?v=I4LRsn3Eg-o

>I remember, I was walking around outside, talking to you on the phone
>We were both avoiding the parties we attended alone

>And I looked up at the drunken moon
>It was round and it was grey and it looked like the moon
>And I said “at least we’ve both got the moon”
>And you said “I’m inside”

youtube.com/watch?v=r1UfiFpzK48

>Gaze at the sky
>And picture a memory of days in your life
>You knew what it meant to be happy and free
>With time on your side

>Remember your daddy
>When no one was wiser
>Your Ma used to say
>That you would go farther than he ever could
>With time on your side

>Think of a boy with the stars in his eye
>Longing to reach them but frightened to try
>Sadly, you'd say
>Some day, some day

>But, day after day, the show must go on

>With nothing to say,
>And no one to say it to
>Nothing has changed
>You've still got it all to do

>Surely you know, the chance had gone by.

There's a lot of long walks throughout the week to take across campus back to my dorm as the sun sets, perfect time to think where it all went wrong.

>I am tired and uninspired
>I am used batteries
>I am talentless and stale
>I am a book that's been read and now just sits on the shelf
>I am a broken guitar string
>I am useless
>I am invisible

>I feel like a leech to everyone around me
>Unsure and false promises I make
>I invade your existence with my dependence
>And leave you guilt tripped until you take care of me, for If not I will surely die
>I don’t feed or clean myself and I am always high
>Putting pipe dreams before the necessities in life
>Without your help I have no hope to survive
>Now I know that sounds pathetic That’s because that’s what I am

dandelion hands never fails to hit me real hard right in the feels

>I guess it's somethin' in my brain
>I need whiskey to ease the pain
>But it's early in the mornin'
>And I'm feelin' bad again

>J'aime faire des craquettes aux chiens

>NIGGAS IFFY UGH BLICKY GOT THE STUFFY UGH

>i am stretched on your grave
>and ill lie here forever
>if your hands were in mine
>id be sure they would not sever
>my appletree my brightness
>its time we were together
>for i smell of the earth
>and im worn by the weather

Its an old irish poem that some singer sung, can remember who it was but she has a beautiful voice

>mfw listening to it and thinking about what id do if my wife bit it before me

...

I know brand new isn't cool anymore but leave me alone

>Barely conscious in the door where you stand.
>Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands
>You laugh at every word trying too hard to be cute
>I almost feel sorry for what I'm gonna do
>And your hair smells of smoke
>Who will cast the first stone?
>You can sin or spend the night all alone

>i thought that i was dreaming when you said you loved me

who said brand new isnt cool anymore?

...

>Yesterday, a telegram said that you had died
>But I knew, but I know that it was a lie
>I tried to laugh but went back to my room and cried
>I mean our room, I went back to our room and cried

>i fell asleep smokin' so i'd wake up on fire
>cause that might get me out of bed for a while

>Sorority Noise - Blissith
>You'll always be like a nightmare to me
>I'm always begging for sleep

FUCK I LITERALLY CAME TO POST THAT

>It’s awfully considerate of you to think of me here
>And I’m much obliged to you for making it clear that I’m not here

>If you're so funny
>Then why are you on your own tonight?
>And if you're so clever
>Then why are you on your own tonight?
>If you're so very entertaining
>Then why are you on your own tonight?
>If you're so very good-looking
>Why do you sleep alone tonight?
>I know
>Cause tonight is just like any other night
>That's why you're on your own tonight
>With your triumphs and your charms
>While they're in each other's arms

>When I left my island, I was wrong
>Met a phantom, memorized a song
>Nothing happens now that I belong

>It was just before dawn
>One miserable morning in black 'forty four
>When the forward commander
>Was told to sit tight

>When he asked that his men be withdrawn
>And the Generals gave thanks
>As the other ranks held back
>The enemy tanks for a while
>And the Anzio bridgehead
>Was held for the price
>Of a few hundred ordinary lives

>And kind old King George
>Sent mother a note
>When he heard that father was gone
>It was, I recall
>In the form of a scroll
>With gold leaf adorned
>>And I found it one day
>In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away
>And my eyes still grow damp to remember
>His Majesty signed
>With his own rubber stamp

>IT WAS DARK ALL AROUND THERE WAS FROST IN THE GROUND
>WHEN THE TIGERS BROKE FREE
>AND NO ONE SURVIVED FROM THE ROYAL FUSILIERS COMPANY Z

>THEY WERE ALL LEFT BEHIND
>MOST OF THEM DEAD
>THE REST OF THEM DYING
>AND THAT'S HOW HIGH COMMAND TOOK MY DADDY FROM ME.

All of World Coming Down by Type O Negative have some pretty feelsy lyrics

lol long distance sucks fuck this

oh nice, then you can both go be faggots together

fuck

The fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down
In a frozen ground

Ouch...

>i'd rather live outisde
>i'd rather go to jail
>i've tried hell

First time I listened to this I legit bawled, it was crazy.