I should have known, not to look into her eyes, I'm cast to stone, her glare was my demise...Mood: (none)
Posted at 6:15 AM Nov 9 view more
yeah right, i wish.
thats me bitches!
I love Metallica and can't get enough System of a Down (may your memory remain). I also like Lemon Demon, a small name band, but seriously, if you like the funny, wierd Al stuff mixed with some pretty cool rock background music,google Lemon Demon. Pretty much I love all things music but mainly metal and other types of rock. Oh, and i'm an aspiring yet very bad guitarist. Other bands... Black Sabbath, Ozzy, AC DC, Iron Maiden, Pink Floyd, Korn, Slipknot, Quiet Riot, Guns n Roses, Godsmack, Motorhead, Anthrax, Judas Priest, Megadeth, Slayer, Pantera, Destroy the Runner, Messhuga (spelling?), Cavalera Conspiracy, Dead By Wednesday, Sepultura, Exodus, Lamb Of God, Suicide Silence, Soilent Green, Mudvayne, Job For A Cowboy and other stuff..........................
Oh Yeah, Queen is pretty bitchin to
The Black Dahlia Murder, Bring Me the Horizon, Whitechaple, Dethklok, As Blood Runs Black
"(I Used To Make Out With) Medusa"
----By: Bring Me The Horizon----
Dead hands clutch my arm/
the smell of death fills the air/
her fragrance,/
her carcass reanimates./
Oh! if you need me, ill be tying a rope to the tree/
where our/
where our love used to be./
I've took down every photo, and I've buried them at sea./
I've took down every photo, and I've buried them at sea./
don't worry dearest, beauty is only skin deep./
sike!/
your beauty/
is no more./
so why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore./
Oh!/
your beauty/
is no, no more./
so why don't you just fuck yourself you stupid fucking whore./
well i should of known, not to look into her eyes/
I'm cast to stone, her glare was my demise/
medusa/
medusa/
your beauty/
is no, no more./
so why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore./
Dead hands clutch my arm/
the smell of death fills the air/
her fragrance,/
her carcass reanimates./
since you left me, things have never been the same/
since you left me, things have never been the same/
but hour by hour/
day by day/
your memory
will fade away/
every sunrise/
every sunset/
will help me to forget your name/
your smile/
your eyes
medusa/
decapitate her and bring her head to athena/
unlike her sisters, she ain't no deathless god/
this is for every-time you stabbed me in the back/
every notch in your bed post/
this is for every-time you stabbed me in the back/
For every notch in your bed post baby!/