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She is Me by me, Morticia Morgue
Alone in my room
Sad
Confused
Fell the thump of my heart
Beat to part
Where do I start?
Curled in a corner
Hugging my knees
Praying to bleed
One last time
*Chorus*
*Can hear the howl of the wind?
The power of sin
Loneliness has set in
Feel my heart bleed again
Feel the tingle of my numbness
Feel a shiver up my spine
Loneliness has set in
Feel my heart bleed again*
Impure thoughts
Have crossed my mind
Impure actions
Are my sign
To tell the tale
Of a long lost girl
With gray white skin
And raven hair
*Chorus*
Huddled in her room
Hugging her knees
Praying to bleed
She is me
*Chorus*
Praying to bleed
Hugging her knees
She is me
She is me
She is…me

thanks zoey! whee

Point of Death by me, Morticia Morgue
It’s dark again
Let’s do it again
It’s dark again
C’mon baby, let’s cry again
When darkness falls
And the lights go out
We intertwine
*Chorus*
*C’mon baby,
Bring me to the point of death!
Spase on me baby
I’m in pain with you
I’m lost in the pleasure with you*
*2nd Chorus*
*Let me feel that slick oiled leather against my skin
Let me feel the sharp blade of the knife again*
It’s dark again
Let’s do it again
Let’s cut loose again
Let’s cry out again
Let’s try it again
Just once more time
*Chorus*
*2nd Chorus x2*
*Bridge*
It’s dark again
*Distorted* Baby let’s do it again
It’s dark again
*Loudly* Let’s do it again!
*Chorus*
*2nd Chorus x2*
*2nd chorus fade out*
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Okay, let's see who can uncover the secret dirty meaning to this song ninja

I envy your talent of writing songs xD

tee hee. that song is so dirty. i should post one of mine. xd

I couldn't write a song if my life depended on it xd

oh i can't either.
*remembers one of the lines* hehe. "your icy fingers deep within me" xd

Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
and the touch of a world that is older
I turn the switch and check the number
I leave it on when in bed I slumber
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product and never use it
I hear the talking of the deejay
Can't understand just what does he say

Chorus
I'm on a Mexican Radio
I'm on a Mexican - whao - radio

I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about U.S. inflation
I understand just a little
No comprende it's a riddle

Chorus - 4 times

I wish I was in Tijuana
Eating barbequed iguana
I'd take requests on the telephone
I'm on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I did it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the deejay
Can't understand just what does he say

What does he say?