I wrote these both at like .. 2:30 in the morning yesterday. I dunno know why, I think of songs when i'm trying to go to sleep. lol.
I wrote this one while thinking about Gerard & Bert's relationship. Yes, I am a dork

Drunk On Sobriety
Drunk on sobriety
I can't find the honesty
Through all of your far fetched lies
This love is history
Painted in front of me
Are your blackening eyes
Did you see me fall?
Do you care at all?
What have we become?
The voices in my head
Are telling me what to do
These voices in my head
Scream for me to leave you
I'm drunk on sobriety
And you weren't here for me
So i'm leaving you.
Drunk on sobriety
And what you meant to me
Has been burned out and fried
I've found some serenity
Through all my agony
And it drenches my sorrow inside
Did you see me fall?
Do you care at all?
What is this love?
The voices in my head
Are telling me what to do
These voices in my head
Scream for me to leave you
I'm drunk on sobriety
And you weren't here for me
So i'm leaving you.
Drunk on sobriety
I can't find the honesty
Through all of your far fetched lies
I've found some serenity
Through all my agony
And it drenches my sorrow inside
Can you see me fall?
Can you see me fall?
Can you see me fall?
Can you see me fall?
Down below.
The voices in my head
Are telling me what to do
These voices in my head
Scream for me to leave you
I'm drunk on sobriety
And you weren't here for me
So i'm leaving you.
Through it all -
Did you see me fall?
Did you hear my call?
When I lost it all
Through it all -
Did you watch me fall?
Drunk on sobriety
Well, after all.
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Doomsday
Jet black rooms
Drenched in crimson red
This day is doom
This day is dead
Vacant alleyways
And dimmed streetlights
This death isn't right
This death isn't right
For what we become
The statues we break down
From broken black lungs
To Heavens gates crashing down
They crash down
On this day.
Mirror, mirror
Could you be my dear?
Could you be so clear?
To show me what is left here.
The bombs are falling
The bombs are falling
The bombs are falling
We here them calling
But the sound is muffled and droned
For what we become
The statues we break down
From broken black lungs
To Heavens gates crashing down
They crash down
On this day.
You won't use me
To process the fucking bats
You won't use me
You won't abuse me.
You can't break me
You can't take me
We crash the gates
On this day
Doomsday
The bombs are falling
The bombs are falling
The bombs are falling
For what we become
The statues we break down
From broken black lungs
To Heavens gates crashing down
They crash down
On this day.
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