Senses Fail - Steven.

(Goodbye X3)

November 10th,
A cold dark night
You could feel that something wasn't right.
That night many hearts did cry.
When we learned we had to say goodbye.

All embraced under one common song
the body is dead but life lives on. (X2)

Good-bye Steven. Good-bye dear friend.
You were so young. (x2)
Good-bye Steven. Good-bye dear friend.
You were so young.

The Cars lined the streets, as it was coming to an end.
The sun shined so brightly the day we buried our friend.

All embraced under one common song
the body is dead but life lives on. (X2)

Good-bye Steven. Good-bye dear friend.
You were so young. (x2)
Good-bye Steven. Good-bye dear friend.
You were so young.(x2)

Losing in the fall, lost innocence came down
An 18 year old boy was buried in the ground.
A family's broken hearts, a friend's streaming tears.
The light lost in death, the living's growing fears.

Of Eternal darkness or is it spiritual light to come with terms with death on the darkest night.
A brother lost a friend, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son, but steven's soul will never end.

(You were so young)
(A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son, but steven's soul will never end.)
(Good-bye)
(You were so young)
(A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son, but steven's soul will never end.)
(Good-bye)
(You were so young)
(A brother lost a brother, a friend lost a friend, a mother lost a son, but steven's soul will never end.)
(Good-bye)

(whispered)
November 10th , a cold dark night
You could feel that something wasn't right.
That night many hearts did cry
When we learned we had to say goodbye, say goodbye
goodbye
___________________


I miss you, man. Straight up. Every day, I think about you in one way or another. Sometimes, I even try to call you, knowing full well that I can't. It's been almost two years, and I'm still not accepting. I still don't believe it. I'll drive past your house, and think of stopping by. But I can't. It kills me, man. I hope you're resting in paradise now. No problems, no worries, all the weed you can smoke, and all the ass you could want. But don't worry, I'll see you again sometime bro. Please believe. And when I do, the first round is on me, and I'll have the blunt already rolled.

Examine This..

This isn't for the faint of heart.

This is a battle scene.

Some will understand what went on,

But others will just wonder why.

And I wish I had an answer.

I wish I could tell them.

But I don't know myself.

All I know,

Is a bomb went off here.

It left me in tact,

But it took my heart.

Surrounded in a pool of blood,

With a gaping wound in my chest.

How did this happen?

Where did I go wrong?

None of that matters now, though.

Emotionless.

Cold.

I'll sew the wound shut myself,

With a dull needle, and black thread.

Forever scarred,

Forever torn.

But you can already see that in my eyes.

You could see that before this disaster, though.

Some would call it a blessing.

Because then they won't ever have to suffer.

But I call it a nightmare.

I'll leave this bloody heap for you to examine.

Maybe you can tell me where I went wrong,

Love.

Save Yourself.

Put your lips to mine,

While you tie my hands behind my back.

Kiss my collar bone,

While you slip the noose around my neck.

Kiss down my stomach...

While you kick the chair out from under my feet.

I knew what was going on.

But you notice I didn't resist.

Whisper my name,

While I exhale my last breath.

I've wrote this note before,

So just leave it on the night stand.

Nobody will have to know our little secret.

You won't be punished, angel.

Just pretend you found me this way.

I'm glad you wore your white gloves, though.

There won't be any trace of you.

Except for your scent.

And the taste of your life on my lips.

But they'll have no reason to test.

No autopsy.

Suicide by asphyxiation.

At least, that's how they'll read it.

When it was really,

Murder by love.

One lover murders another.

But it'll be our little secret, angel.

I just hope you can save yourself.

The Ending Brings A New Beginning.

There's something deep inside of my chest.

It's just fighting to get out.

But I doubt I'll ever have the chance to unleash it.

And to be quite honest,

I'm afraid to.

Because I don't know what I'm capable of.

And that's what scares me.

It should scare you, too.

But I believe that I'm damaged beyond repair.

There's no fixing this.

There's no letting go.

Not even if I wanted to.

I wish I could, though.

Maybe then I'd be humble.

Maybe then, I'd be a decent person.

But we all know that's not possible.

So with the barrel of this gun pressed to my chest.

I'll make a hole big enough to let what I feel drain.

Drain out, like the life that leaves a person when they take their last breath.

This isn't a suicide,

Or a suicide note.

It's a new beginning,

A new book that needs to be wrote...

Inside of my Eyelids.

I'll close my eyes,

And dream of the day I see you again.

But I've been stuck in this nightmare,

For far too long.

Will I ever have that part of me back?

Or am I holding onto something that slipped through my fingers,

A long time ago?

Only time will tell.

But time is slowly running out.

Like the grains of sand,

Through an hour glass.

I've painted sunny days,

With a view of the lake,

On the inside of my eyelids.

Because that's what reminds me of better days.

Days when life was good.

Honestly, though.

I haven't seen that scene in so long..

That I don't remember what the reality looks like.

If I give you my hand, will you lead me to the lake?

Will you show me what those sunny days really feel like?

Maybe that's all it's meant to be though.

A memory.

Even though I don't have it now...

At least I can look back on the photos,

And crack that grin you loved so much.