My band is finally having a full CD.
After many many demo's and such we are making a full CD.
Half the song are from out old demos and the other half are new.
The band is called, She Dies In December
We are Hardcore with a mix of punk and some emo.
Here is all the lyrics for our CD.
The first half is hardcore screaming and all.
The second half has screaming but mostly soft vocals.
She Dies in December- the Apocalypse Is Coming and I�m Still Drunk
1) The Strip Joint
2) This Is the Time Where We All Breakdown
3) 1-800-Don'tFuckUp
4) Home Is Where the Heart Is
5) Bottle of Poison
6) Therefore, I Give Myself a Reason
7) Let Me Fall Tonight
Sorry But I Won't Be Home Tonight
9) Please Don't Forget Me
10) As I Bleed Forever
11) Forgive Me Because I Tried
1) The Strip Joint
I live in the strip joint
Cause it's where the sluts come to play.
Mom, I'm not a whore I swear.
I'm an innocent, little virgin, just how you raised me.
I like to watch, I don't touch.
I never touch, I never fuck.
The havoc amongst teens these days are all oh so painful to watch.
Let's take the Viagra.
Give it to Mr. Benignant.
I swear he needs it more then me.
But god, oh god.
We can't control what everyone does.
They treat them like shit and think they are gonna get some of it.
Wrap your arms around me.
It's my first time.
Take it slowly, don't hurt me.
The greatest hookers are lovers and they know how to do it.
Let's drink the alcohol.
And you take advantage of me.
Let's love like lovers do.
Except I don't love you.
I live in the strip joint
Cause it's where the sluts come to play.
Mom, I'm not a whore I swear.
I'm an innocent, little virgin, just how you raised me.
I like to watch, I don't touch.
I never touch, I never fuck.
The havoc amongst teens these days are all oh so painful to watch.
2) This Is the Time Where We All Breakdown
I woke up hot in a cold room.
I've never felt like this before.
Watch the people pass on by.
Happy Anniversary my loved one.
Now I drink, I drink all night.
Only for an hour buzz.
Doesn't she look beautiful standing in her dress?
I am distracted, absorbed into her.
I'm a poet.
I'm a screamer.
I'm taking this revolution out for a ride.
You're beautiful.
And I'm a slut.
And you know I can't control it.
These are just ideas, they are not copyrighted.
I swear I'm sorry if I ever hurt you.
The glass machine can finally break.
And baby I'm coming home.
You gave me your hand.
I'll be someone to love as long as you live.
I'm a poet.
I'm a screamer.
I'm taking this revolution out for a ride.
You're beautiful.
And I'm a slut.
And you know I can't control it.
This armless race, wind blowing in my face.
And I am still thinking of her.
If you haven't noticed by now this song is about you, Amanda.
3) 1-800-Don'tFuckUp
I am drowning in my sleep.
And I can't control my feet.
Wherever they shall take me is among the holy wraith.
They brought me to you and brought me away from this world.
I'm like a drunk setting sail in the prevailing westerlies.
Blurry visions of my only sacrifice.
My love lets live like this all forever.
Set the sails, set the wings and let's fly away to a far off kingdom.
1-800-Don'tFuckUp has been disabled.
For this short time you will have to rely on your heart.
Let's just hope it takes where you want to go.
Knocking over the buildings that stand in my way.
Nothing will separate us from love at bay.
Every time I see you I think of when we fucked around.
Well don't fuck with me and don't fuck with my heart.
1-800-Don'tFuckUp
1-800-Don'tFuckUp
1-800-Don'tFuckUp
1-800-Don'tFuckUp
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
It's been disabled for my own fucking use.
4) Home Is Where the Heart Is
Just like I knew what would happen.
We've been among the strays for ten fucking years.
All a sudden you think you can go?
Well let's rewind and retrace our footsteps.
I know you live in the city.
When I saw you walk by.
Maybe life could have passed us by.
But we were among many to fly.
Fucked up once and once again.
Late night sex is all at hand.
Maybe we tried to hard.
Maybe you felt too tired.
Home is where the heart is.
Maybe you will realize how much you mean to me.
Maybe once your dead you will find some way to breathe.
Run like hell. Run like hell. Run like hell.
Amongst the millions set, over the yard.
Consternating footsteps with trust with me reveled.
Let's step to the plate and hit it down the field.
Likeness is with only the lost and buried hope.
Like your buried father, more death then there is hope.
Home is where the heart is.
I've been knocking over buildings.
Running in the streets.
Mr. Mailman will you please, find a way to sleep.
She's the only thing that has ever meant to me.
I'll kill all you first before I reach the end.
This feeling will not stop; they are filling up my head.
Chapter two in my life has only just begun.
Home is where the heart dies.
5) Bottle of Poison
If looks could kill he'd be a murderer.
Slicing and dicing your way through the crowd.
Welcome to our fucked up city.
Where we can kill and fuck who we please.
Why have I been brought here?
With all these fucked up people.
Misconstrued faces, constellated places, only hoping kind, oblivious survive.
I found your body under my hotel bed.
I laid you down and examined all up in your head.
Found out you've been knocked out from a blow to the head.
Fucked up again, screwed over like him.
Why have I been brought here?
With all these fucked up people.
Misconstrued faces, constellated places, only hoping kind, oblivious survive.
We've poisoned the water.
We've polluted the street.
We can control what to do to you and me.
Oh this romance of the century we live.
Has been watered down to this.
The choir sings of when the dead walk.
The people scream in pain from set-aside.
We've poisoned the water.
We've poisoned the water.
We've poisoned the water.
We've poisoned the water.
We've poisoned the water.
We've poisoned the water.