Screaming In Silence

I remember a time
A place when things were different
I remember touching you
So empty inside
I feared that it would leave me broken hearted
If I'm sick then when do I heal my withering soul
I remember I've had everything I wanted
She left me nothing but hurting pain
I am ashamed of my own name and scream in silence
For a chance to end this obsession, leaving her behind

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And all alone I reach for you
But find you no where near
Can you hear me scream
As the chemicals burn right through my suffering skin

I remember reaching for the darkened doorway
Seeing you reflecting in my only mirror
I find you all alone and screaming in silence
Tears of sorrow finding their ways to the ground.

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Good Night Cleveland

Metallica Sucks

Track 7

(No Lyrics)

Pussywhipped

Prozac

Straight Edge

Beer

Okay, this song here
iI about a magical elixir, that I call beer
It's good for you, it's good for me,
Hell man, it's good for your dog too.
You see, beer is a grain alcohol,
It's a product, not unlike computer chips, and tampons,
But you know something, who cares,
Cause beer could be urine,
But if it got you drunk, I'd drink it.

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I like beer.
I like beer.
I like beer I like beer,
It's a word I like to hear I like beer.

Now, you look at all the upsides of beer,
You know, forgetting about your problems,
Solace from your mother, your father,
Your grandparents, who cares.
They're all stressing you out,
You've got beer for you, it's your friend,
It'll be there for the rest of your life.
But you know something,
There is a downside,
And that's that you have to be 21 to buy your own beer,
So, if you don't have friends that are 21,
And your parents are mean, and evil, and won't buy you beer,
You're just shit out of luck, you know,
You're just gonna get beat upon by all your friends,
And laughed at,
You can never throw your own parties,
You can never really care,
And you know something, that just sucks, you're just a loser.

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Now, one time in my life,
I found myself with the problem of not being able to buy my own beer,
Yes, I had no friends,
My family hated me anyway,
So it didn't really matter much,
And the constabularies, that surrounded my town,
They wouldn't buy me beer either,
You know something,
I stole that beer and went to jail,
Yes jail for 5 days, got a $200 fine,
And you know something,
It just told me that no matter what,
I'm gonna be drinking my beer.

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