B-b-birthday gal,
Walking down her b-b-birthday hall,
In her b-b-birthday gown,
looking like a ******* clown.

It's my birthday, and its a day like anyother day,
I don't feel any older but I suppose it makes a difference,
Because A-a-age does matter, well in this world,
And A-a-age can get you a lot of things.

I can get a job, and work my way to the top,
I don't have to pay any T-t-taxes, and I'm still living with my mom.
And I w-w-wish, that my dad can s-s-see this.
Watching me age up, into a young adult.

I guess it for the b-b-best, everything happens for a reason.
And I guess, I'm turning 15

I have been single for a long time,
I know how it feels, soft, warm, comfort.
I am allowed to speak my mind, do what I want,
hurt feelings, Mend others.
I knew just what to do, and all my limits.

When I met you, I didn't know what to think,
Body to big for your age,
I thought you were older, though you were mature,
You are funny, charming, and handsome in your own way.

'You have my humor' I thought with amazement,
I never knew that someone could be so much like me.
In an unfamiliar world, I thought you could pave the way.
With the warmth that burns to the touch.

We found each other together through peer pressure,
It was enough of a push, and through our honeymoon phase, I was happy...

But then the pushing kept coming, they kept pushing, keep pushing, "Kiss him" "Love him" "Want him"
These thoughts, these feelings, they aren't my own.
These thoughts, these wants, there's someone else's.

Its too suffocating, these efforts, being single made me forget how to try.
Your feelings, these kiss's, your efforts, I don't want them.
I don't need them, they are too 'Suffocating.

I'm trying to pave the way to my future, all while taking a tiny glimpse of the past.
I want to try, but it's all moving too fast.

You say you are depressed, so desperate to love, so desperate to be loved.
But maybe I just can't give you that love.
Do you even know what 'love' means?

I'm away for a week, for my birthday, but you just can't take it,
Everyday 'I'm depressed because you weren't here'
and everyday 'U wanna break my heart or something?'

But then the pushing kept coming, they kept pushing, keep pushing, "Kiss him" "Love him" "Want him"
These thoughts, these feelings, they aren't my own.
These thoughts, these wants, there's someone else's.

I wanna enjoy myself, I'm the type of person that can.
You don't want to enjoy yourself, you're the type of person that can't.

This is just so suffocating, your presence is suffocating.

Deadly, Silent, Destructive
The passions of a Hurricane
Dark, Quiet, Afraid
The thoughts of the people

Prepare for the worst
The violent winds in the carribbean
Pack your things

We've got one more day
T'ill destruction reigns
Sadness, Fear, full of adrenaline
Their hearts heavy for the unknown

Honor, Fear,
Life or Death
Experience
All it does is fight us

At dawn, he flys up to the morning sun.
He flys over hills and trees
Swiftly, swiftly he searches
For the cursed one.

At noon, he sings
For his daughter
For whom he would never see
Again.

In sorrow, his tears gleam twlight
He sings of all his troubles
His chest of gold and as seen
a sure sign of his greed.

At night,
You hear his roar
He would swoop down
And **** the deadly boar

In moonlight
The curse shall break
Dragon, once man,
Will turn again

But Alas,
It's not over
For many Hardships
are to come

Man once Dragon,
Dragon once man,
Will turn again, and again

An Endless Cycle
And a cycle once Endless
And you will die in the end.

The eyes of the tapestry 
Sings of silent horror 

Its eyes, 
Its mouth open making din screeches

As it body collides with the wall.
The eyes... 

The eyes, 
of silent horror

Lives forever in broken pieces

Through our bloodshot eyes we watched,
Worried for our kin.
"Trust not thy neighbor"
We whispered prayers
Private misconceptions of lonely rattled minds
The 5th of November
Is the day we all remember
A slowing, the Slowing
"We have no way of knowing"
The man cleared his dry throat,
and swallowed what little Silvia left.
"But we suspect that it will continue"
In the beginning of the end of our world
I remember watching.
Stores were soon empty
People hear the news, and they wanted to move
They scurried like small animals suddenly under a light.
But, there was nowhere on earth to go.