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Woke up on the wrong side of paradise
And when I say I'm sorry I'm late
I wasn't showing up at all
I really mean I didn't plan on showing up at all
Don't you, don't you, don't you know
I hate all my friends, I miss the days when I pretended
I hate all my friends, I miss the days when I pretended with you
I miss the days when I pretended with you, with you
Fall Out Boy — Wilson (Expensive Mistakes)
Like to watch a human sacrifice
That leaves your body petrified
And shivering with fright?
Come with me and let us crawl
This creepy carnival
Of horror, blood and lies
Come dance along with pain and grief
And joyfully believe
In Gothic paradise
Rotersand - Gothic Paradise
I'm sensing your doubt, now I don't like being called a liar
Some folk are all mouth, you know that's why I brought the pliers
Ponder how the fool felt who pulled a wolf pelt
While I pulled the wool over his eye, the rules are scrawled out
Pulled the gold out his jaw, sure, he did it all himself
Call it ornamental illness, now his skull adorns the shelf
Sacrifices must be made
To satisfy this lust for pain
So pack your knife now, just in case
You have to scratch your eye out with a rusty blade
Son, you're playing blood sports, don't complain the blood spurts
Blood curdling, blood rain won't sate the bloodthirst
Feel the blood rush, see the blood gush
The blood is draining your veins, staining up the blood bath
Dan Bull - Sacrifices Must Be Made
What is it that you are doing here?
I know, I don't know
What is it that you are doing my dear?
I know, I don't know
I am gonna follow you tonight
All the way, all the way home
I am gonna find you in the night
All the way, all the way home
You see me you see a stranger
I see you I see danger
Pain, always pain
Boy Harsher - Pain
Gimme danger, little stranger
And I feel with you at ease
Gimme danger, little stranger
And I feel your disease
There's nothing in my dreams
Just some ugly memories
Kiss me like the ocean breeze
Now, if you will be my lover
I will shiver and sing
But if you can be my master
I will do anything
There's nothing left alive
But a pair of glassy eyes
Raise my feelings one more time
Iggy Pop and The Stooges — Gimme Danger
Blank screen TV
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But I'm over you
Blended sunrise
And it's a dying world
Humming Rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes
All my violence raging tears upon the sheets
I'm resentful, for we're strangers when we meet
David Bowie - Strangers When We Meet