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Fake Blood [Zelfgeschreven]

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 20:07:14 UT

Fake blood runs through your veins
There's nothing more to it
This was never a real friendship
So now I know i can't trust you.
Certain actions have dramatic,
Evil consequences.
If you never really were my friend
What reason would you have,
To do this to me?
Its become so clear to me.
None of this was ever real
This wasn't the real deal
I'll tell you just how i feel.
In this fake blood
I've put my entire soul
You'll know how it feels to be all alone
There's nothing more depressing
Then being all alone,
In the dark
I wish you nothing but the worst
Being evil is not of my nature,
Its just that you've betrayed me,
For the very last time.
Seeing you burn in the eternal flames of hell
Incinerating your skin, your intestines,
Wanting, wishing to see you in the most
Excruciating pain, known to man
In this fake blood I've trusted
This very last time
Every time I'd just wish you'd die.
Dear whoever, rot in pieces.

Insecure, about a love so pure

SmokeAndSignalFires — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 18:24:28 UT

It's hard to tell you how I feel
Because at this rate,
It feels so surreal.
And I know I shouldn't wait.

Not that I'm shy
Scared of the answer i may receive
But its something in which i must believe.
Still I keep asking myself why?

Why don't I have the guts
Is it because I've been hurt so many times
I really don't know what to do
Unless I know it's the same way you feel about me.

Please release me from this insecurity
I hope my dreams come true, of you and me.
Save me from this torment
If only I knew what all of this meant.

Tell me yes or no
If its no, I'll accept it and let it go.
If you say yes
It'll just be one of my worries, less.

So will you please give me answer baby?
Make me happy,
I wish I could be
I love you, so please, love me.

Bo Yo

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 20:39:33 UT

Now I don't know if all boy scouts are gays
But they could probably "tie the knot" in like fifty different ways...
I got a safe full o' cherries, cause I pop it and lock it,
A girl's like a fridge, once a week you should stock (stalk) it,
And girl, if your into a rimmin it's only safe if your swimming,
And girl don't sit on the couch cause I treat my objects like women.
I spit fire like I just blew a demon
My shits so hot I leave the toilet bowl steamin
Girl I'm gonna tear it (tarot), like the cards of the gypsies
You'll bleed for so long you'll get monthly ellipses.
If the pants are loose, girl I'll replete (re-pleat) ya.
You're a first time vegan and it's nice to meet (meat) ya

I'm bo yo
And I'm the greatest rappa eva
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think your better your not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

Go to a
Vagina orchard, count 1, 2, 3
Spin that plant around you got a third world country (whirled c*nt tree)
That's right, consider yourself warned
I'm offensive and creative like handicapped porn
Your playing with your breasts, excuse me, can I try it ma'am?
Your pushin em together like a titty Venn Diagram
Look at that CRACK scuse me can I buy a gram?
Right below your diaphram, ass looks like your hidin ham.

First base, were making out
Second base, I'm getting faked out.
Third base, I'm getting take out
And I'd try to take it home if I knew I'd take it out
But I just don't know I said I just don't care
My flos so cold I need a tampon from a polar bear
Cause you can smell and spell my stink
B.O. lingers and it makes you think

I'm bo yo
And I'm the greatest rappa eva
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think your better your not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

Girls are like donuts when I be bustin bo nuts,
I can make em cream-filled or give them a layer of glaze
I'm like doug's friend Skeeter whenever I meet her.
Casue I skeet her so hard you could call her Patty Mayonnaise.
My girl is epyletic cause she's the one I'm jerkin with
Common you asian child laborer show me what your workin with...

Cause there's an inverse relationship between respect and sects
I'm talking bout religious sects like a mormon sect
That says you can't have sex with members of different sects, but you can't have sex with members of the same sex
So if the sects can't be different, the sex can be same, then the only sex left is some left hand shame
And girl I left you cause u left the game and if that don't feel right then u can write my name

I'm bo yo
And I'm the greatest rappa eva
And I'll weather your weather whether you think I'm clever or not
Think your better your not
Don't need a sweater I'm hot
I'm a real G shawty that can really find your g spot

Look pass the skin and look to the lyrics
I run miracle circles around you like spherical lyrics
This isn't about ironic pigment
If you're imagining this then I'm a chronic figment.

My junks so long that it hangs and swings, so at the nude baech people think I'm lookin for lost rings
Play the skin flute while ur big boy sings and if you want to take it all wear African neck rings.

Haters call me gay, but that aint hatin
Cuase I'm not homophobic, my morals are straight and
If I'm in the closet then you are below me (blow me)
Takin the b-a-t out of basement, homey

Domestic Violence Through Silence

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 00:30:10 UT

Domestic violence
You can't stand to hear it
But you can't help but fear it.
And you sit and listen to music in silence

Science taught us,
The source of it all
Uncontrollable anger
and just a hint of stress.

Blow after blow
The woman suffers,
Suffers the wrath,
Of her enraged husband

Smiles, laughter, romance
Dead, gone and down the drain
Words being shouted that cut the flesh
The wounds turn into scars
She's been through some horrible wars.

Not just the woman suffers, oh no
The kids, are traumatized
Scarred for life
The husband just keeps beating his wife

He comes home starved to death
Exhausted from his job
His wife cooks dinner for him
They go to bed
The nightmare starts all over again.
She keeps asking herself, when is this going to end
WHEN?!

Dear Polly Garcia

SmokeAndSignalFires — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 20:56:10 UT

Dear polly garcia, dear the love of my life, dear my princess
even when we're old and gray, your the only one ill share my yucky oat cookies with.
we can go wigg shopping together when our hair falls out,
and we can hold each other up instead of using cains

dear polly garcia, dear the love of my life, dear my princess
this distance isnt anything compared to how much i love you.
these miles are only in our head, 3,000 is just a number.
ill be there soon, you are my home now.
goodbye florida, hello california!

dear polly garcia, dear the love of my life, dear my princess
one year now since ive met you and sweetie, i still love you.
can i ask a favour from you, princess?
can i show you how much i love you, until the day we die?
is it too much to ask for another favour, pumpkin seed?
because if it isnt, then can i brag to all my friends about you?
can i put more pictures of you in my school binders?
can i be with you forever and ever, babe?

dear Polly Garcia, dear the love of my life, dear my princess
i love you more than aladdin loves jasmin
i love you more than noah loves allie
i love you more than romeo loves juliet

theres a girl named polly, she has the best of me.
shes my february
shes my angel
shes my love

i guess thats all for now, ill write you again soon
oh one more thing, i love you MORE

Bros before hos :3

SmokeAndSignalFires — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 17:30:44 UT

A term used between male friends when one of them has become a whipped pussy ass bitch over a girl who in most cases is a tease. when this golden rule is forgotten, the friendship and even brotherly bonds that are shared between the bros can be broken down. Remember, take care of the bros, and they'll take care of you. The high school fling will end and six months later, no one, not even you, will remember it, but your bros will still be there, until the day you keel over and die. In other words, unless you plan to mary her, hang with the dudes, and if you do plan to marry her, she'll understand if you say you made plans with your friends; and if she's not a bitch she'll get over it. if she gets pissy she's not worth it and most likely klingy.

Deceptions of the heart

SmokeAndSignalFires — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 22:24:09 UT

i've been decieved so many times, friends, girlfriends, family.
One and all the same
These days its hard to trust one another.
What defines trust?

Trust is defined by having no doubts,
Being sure of the people that surround you
Sometimes they even make you feel blue.
Can friends be foes?

Bro's before ho's?
Thats a load of horseshit,
The only one you can count on,
Is yourself

And noone else.

Life's Questions Answered, Through Friends

SmokeAndSignalFires — Sat, 08 Aug 2009 20:50:19 UT

Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges.
Its the art of getting back up on your feet.
If we did not have friends who love us for who we are
Where would we be, would all of us be depressed
I reckon we would be.
Because there's no love, like love from your friends.
You may get cheated on as many times,
You may get stabbed in the back by friends.
But I told you, its hard finding the right friends
The ones that stick with you through thick and thin
Good and bad times.
The ones that do anything for you,
To make you smile, laugh, jump in the air like a dumbfuck
Its those people that make life fun
I myself could not imagine a day without any of my friends
The memories, everything.
I'm not saying friendships are perfect,
Hell no, don't say forever,
Forever is some overrated word used by teens who think,
The first love, is the love of their life.
Foolish kids.
In the end love is the keyword to this.
And there's no reason more for why i wrote this.
It's because you yes YOU , you know that i'm talkin about you
Made my day great.

De Druk Van De Maatschappij, Liefde Van Vrienden.

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:43:59 UT

Waarom dat ik er mee opgescheept zit,
Waarom net ik een probleem heb met wiskunde,
Waarom ik moeilijker door het leven kom.

Ik snap mezelf niet,
Hoe moet ik dit allemaal aankunnen,
Als het zoeken van een baan,
Zo tergend traag verloopt

Ik heb nooit van naar school gaan gehouden.
Wanneer het allemaal simpel was,
En vierkantswortels, breuken,
Niet eens vermeld werden.

Ik was er onbewust van,
Dat leven niet een wandeling door het park is.
Ik zoek geen medelijde van mensen.
Integendeel zelfs. Maar het is moeilijk

Gelukkig dat ik vrienden heb, die me steunen.
Of ik nu teveel denk, of te weinig nadenk
Over mijn toekomst, waar ik over tien jaar ben.
Ik ben zo bang, dat ik niet naar voor durf kijken.

En ik schrijf graag, liedjes, gedichten,
Maar daar kom je nergens mee, tenzij je opgemerkt wordt.
Het ding is wel, de fantasie zal op een bepaald moment weg zijn,
Mensen raken uitgekeken op je, wat moet je dan?

Ik ben blij dat ik toch goed talen kan, maar ja
Wat heeft een mens uiteindelijk aan mij,
Soms wens ik nooit geboren te zijn
Maar uiteindelijk ben ik blij met degene die me omringen.
En ik hou van mijn vrienden maar dat weten ze.

This is life, face it head-on Or Crumble,
Perish Under The Pressure of Society.

Riddle upon Riddle, Until It Becomes Hard To Understand

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:40:40 UT

For you and only for you
I swore to love you 'till my last breath
But its hard to breathe when you're being choked out
By your lover

I always tried to be optimistic
Try to look at life , and enjoy it
Every minute, every second,
But nothing, nothing mattered

'Cause when you love someone,
That hardly puts any effort into it
Its saddening, to be hurt,
By the love of your life.

I hate how whenever,
I'm going to see you
Something comes in between
But I just can't stay mad. Or angry

Its just so tiring, to be built up
In anxiety, and be torn down.
Like an old building
Its unfair to be given false hope.

I don't know what to make of it
What to make of all this
And to see everyone happy
Just makes me want say:
Everyone can choke on love.
And yet i can't live without her.

(Dear Ashley, I love you,
I won't share my dinocookies with
anyone but you)

Intro+ Track

SmokeAndSignalFires — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 17:30:26 UT

I Rise You Fall
Intro:
As god struck them down
In the nothingness
And darkness
The hope of man was gone

A voice spoke,
The fallen will once more,
Rise from the ashes of battle

Everything you believe in
Every hope you treasured
And every sense of reason was gone

It was the mere start for men,
It was the end of all reason.

-Trust Me This Friendship Will Rust

Promise this, promise that
Promises mean shit when you don't stick to 'em
In life, trust is hard to find,
Friendships rust,
Top shelf, covered in dust
Why?
Because we the people have too much faith
In one another
You can't even trust your people closest to you.
Making promises , its all that we do.
You never know your girlfriend could be fucking your brother.
Showing you just how much faith, trust and promises, mean shit.

If i could post memo's on dates of happenings,
Start of friendships, the times you told your girlfriend forever
There's no such things as forever
Keep fooling yourself, a flock of sheep blinded by love.
Or love so they say, I've been cheated on so many times, but hey!

Day in, day out, people keep running their mouth.
But they're scared, because their losing,
Losing this game called "life"
If you don't face life head-on

You're bound to fail
Not just yourself,
Friends, Family, Lovers.

In the end all of that,
Don't mean anything
You gave it your all
Sucka, you just dropped the ball.

Love Today, Love Tomorrow, Love Never

SmokeAndSignalFires — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 23:12:52 UT

In this day and age,
Trust, loyalty, and such
Don't mean as much,
As they used to.

And even though you get up from one fight
They strike you down harder for a second time,
Times are uncertain, what's real and what isn't.
Does love mean absolutely nothing?

These days, with drugs around these days,
Teens drinking alcohol, getting wasted,
Not remembering anything of the night before,
Its a shame to see the youth destroying itself.

If hearts broke and turned into sand,
I'd have enough hour glasses
To fill the entire White house,
If tears could turn into water I'd have enough,
for everyone in the world

No laughter could fix what had occurred
The piano in the background of your life
Is a sad tune, and you fall to your knees,
Knees bled, begging for it to be undone.

There was, no such justice for this young man,
He dropped to the floor once more,
But never to get up, again.

A Bloodsoaked Gunfight.

SmokeAndSignalFires — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 10:12:06 UT

Those murdering eyes
Set for one purpose alone
To kill, rearrange, and break bones
They can just about see, through all of your lies

Soaked in blood, the veins about to pop
The morning arises, and the skies are red
Blood of the delinquents has been spilt
Gutted, bloodied, cut up, i just heard another bullet,
And another body drop.

My eyes can only take so much
Arteries, veins, they get larger
Blood running too fast through my body
His last words were :

[The fucker didn't die billy!,
So What?
So This motherfucker!]

Bullets flew, in people,
Around people,
Wood drenched in blood
House filled with screems

A gunfight has ended
The eyes popped out of his skull
Everything was black and dull
He marched out of the house
As he stood outside, there on the floor, he shot his spouse
Both bodies hit the floor at the same time
But the kids and the neighbourhood were both fine
And the road sign said : Dead end.

Ge vraagt er zelf om = > bestolen

SmokeAndSignalFires — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 19:33:52 UT

Dus ik zat vandaag in geel, in zo parkske en dan voelde ik myn portfeuille was weg,
Graspop ticket erin, identiteitskaart + bankkaart, en dan doen die turken en marrokanen onschuldig, met zo'n schijnheilig gezichtje ze, ik ben gene racist, ma ik heb vaak genoeg meegemaakt dat ze iets deden tege mij. En op den duur wordt da teveel. Fucking klootzakke terug naar wa daje vandaan komt >_>

quotesvanmezelfnjax)

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 26 May 2009 20:08:24 UT

you're the inspiration to my poems, the muse, that composes the music in my head, the tunes, i want to dance with you on.

as i hum , these thoughts running through my head, they all buzz the words, i love you, its as if i have universe running through my head, as my love for you, and the universe are both infinite, never shall i stop dreaming about you

#1

SmokeAndSignalFires — Mon, 25 May 2009 21:26:40 UT

No words could ever describe the feeling.
The feeling of holding onto your ghost.
But if there's just one more thing I could ask you.
Just one more request.
Please don't ever forget me.

No, don't you ever forget.
Everyday it's getting harder just to turn the page.
I keep replaying and reciting those mistakes you made.
And I'm trying to take my own advice.
That things will change.
But who am I kidding?
I'm so afraid.
That things will change.

I want you to know how it feels.
To be in love with the ghost that bears your name.
Know that my love was not in vein.
And I'm trying to take my own advice.

But if there's one regret we can share.
What shall we name him?
WHAT SHALL WE NAME OUR DEAD SON!

It Came, It Grew , It Exploded

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 12 May 2009 19:34:58 UT

Together we held hands and ran from the sun threatening to break the horizon;
we wanted to have the colour and hope of dawn with us forever.

I told you that some of us are born with cement hearts,
Not from the city not from the streets; I'm weighed down on you,
We were never one to win, but our arrogance made up for it.
Nothing really mattered except the stars in each other's hands.

So in the morning twilight I turned to you expectantly,
Yet thinking back I don't think you ever completely understood.
I was asking you to keep this moment with me forever,
You smiled, grabbing my hand we ran, we flew, we soared.

Then our game wore down and I could see your interests fading,
Who was I to think that I could tame a wandering mind?
So with all the courage I had inside: I stopped.
We blew a kiss to perfection and (seemingly) inevitably, we surrendered to the day.

Als je weg bent.

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 12 May 2009 19:15:40 UT

Als ik alleen ben
droom ik de horizon
en ontbreken de woorden...
ja, ik weet dat er geen licht is
in een kamer als er geen zon is...
als je er niet bent met mij, met mij...

Boven, de ramen,
toon aan iedereen mijn hart
dat jij hebt aangestoken,
sluit binnen me
het licht dat
jij op straat tegengekomen bent...

Met jou zal ik vertrekken,
Landen die ik nog nooit
gezien en met jou beleeft heb,
nu ja zal ik ze beleven...
met jou zal ik vetrekken,
met boten over zeeën
dat ik weet,
neen neen ze bestaan niet meer...
met jou zal ik ze beleven...

Als jij verweg bent
droom ik de horizon
en ontbreken de woorden...
en ik weet het
dat jij met mij bent...
jij mijn maan jij bent hier met mij,
mijn zon jij bent hier met mij,
met mij met mij met mij

Met jou zal ik vertrekken,
Landen die ik nog nooit
gezien en met jou beleeft heb,
nu ja zal ik ze beleven...
met jou zal ik vetrekken,
met boten over zeeën
dat ik weet,
neen neen ze bestaan niet meer...
met jou zal ik ze beleven...

met jou zal ik vetrekken,
met boten over zeeën
dat ik weet,
neen neen ze bestaan niet meer...
met jou zal ik ze beleven...
met jou zal ik vetrekken,
ik met jou...!

I saw you, and i found lies. [Zelfgeschreven]

SmokeAndSignalFires — Tue, 12 May 2009 18:55:06 UT

You made fly like an angel.
You made me fall like a burn out star
I thought you and me, would go far.
Carrying the name, the fallen angel.

Why did you have to go and do that
My cheeks are moist, and wet.
I've spilt enough tears,
But i'm done doing that, I've got to stay fierce.

And you knew, you can't control yourself when drunk
'Said hell, i know what i'm doing.
Being so far away from me, I didn't know what you were up to
I was such a fool

I trusted you, and you just fucked up my trust
My short memories with you, will now be covered in dust.
Don't care what your excuse is, know when you have to stop
You and me, it was a flop.

Hurt my feelings, and i hope you read this,
Because I'm only saying this once,
You won't be the one I'll miss.

Holding your head high will break your neck

SmokeAndSignalFires — Fri, 08 May 2009 20:28:35 UT

Was glad I had found someone that loved me,
She was drop dead gorgeous, and every guy envied me.
But then I saw the little things I didn't like
She loved partying more then she did being with me.

Got me down so badly, I was so frustrated
I was so glad me and her dated. But I felt so hated.
Speaking to me, texting me, it was too much to ask
It was like she was wearing a mask.

Thinking she loved me, which she did, but i had my doubts.
It felt so two faced, I was proud , and I felt so mighty.
But all that got crushed, in mere seconds, as fast as the speed of light.
Hopes and dreams annihilated, I didn't feel loved, I felt hated.

Still I don't understand, why she would hold my hand.
Felt like a puppet, controlled until the end.
Used up, and no strength to get up any more.
I was stuck to the floor.

Gave up from getting up, there was no fight left in me.
So against my will, and through all the tears, I set you free..

Behold Your Heart [zelfgeschreven]

SmokeAndSignalFires — Thu, 07 May 2009 18:02:39 UT

Faked trust, faked friendship and a no sense of honesty
I can't believe I actually was friendly.
Got suckered into all of this
My trust in you was going to be my downfall, oh you're so childish.

I trusted you, you thought it was like taking candy from a baby
Not today, not tomorrow, not her, not me!
My everything, my all, it was about to fall,
So helpless, no one believed me, my little brother showed it all.

Ripping your heart out, holding it in front of you,
Just so you could see you're cold, black heart beating,
Watching as you bleed from your chest, it's all i wanted to do.
I felt accomplished, to be the one that stopped your breathing

And at the end, no long would or could i call you my friend,
no not today, tomorrow's the end.

Scene Kids Fail :D

SmokeAndSignalFires — Thu, 07 May 2009 01:31:51 UT

a style that includes looking extremely rediculous to the point of being "cool".

scene kids all look the same in a way, and its an off-branch of emo.
says things like "ZOMG dats HxC" (The term HxC means hardcore, but typing it like that destroys the meaning of the word."
also, the word "br00tal" also rules their slow and extremely unwitty vocabulary. (typing the word brutal like "br00tal" also destroys the meaning of the word. its like shooting yourself in the dick to get rid of a boner.)

they seem to be attracted to bright coulours, things with polka-dots, stripes, young children's characters(e.g. spongebob, dora the explorer), or stupid patterns.

usually have choppy, multi-coloured hair and obsess over shitty bands like metro station and MSI, depending on the scene "type."

scene is usually an off-branch of emo, but can also be many other things.

1. scenemo - noobs with bullet for my valentine shirts and dumb checkered headbands.

2. scenenig - black scenesters based on rap, hip-hop, ect. and have bright coloured shoes, tupac shirts, and studded belts.

"scene" can mean many different things, but isnt nessicarially a derogatory term.
put simply, scene is a synonym with "retarded".

Get in my face, i'll get in yours punkass

SmokeAndSignalFires — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 18:50:54 UT

You're such a pitiful little boy
Big whoop you've got a shitload of piercings
I'll tear them one by one from your skin
Until you're a fucking bloody mess
Get on your knees you punk ass bitch.

You thought you'd get away with this
Get away with trying to steal my girl.
That's unheard of, and un-fucking-respectful.
I don't easily resort to violence, but for you
I'll make an exception.

Beggin' on your knees in a pool of blood, and tears.
You'll damn well ask for forgiveness
But I love holding grudges.
You think you're the shit
But this time no way you ain't getting away with it.

You had your chance, and you blew it sky high
Time to wave her a permanent bye bye
I truly hate you, with ever fibre in my body
When I picture you, I picture you all bloody.

Big shot is what you think you are,
Trust me, when I'm done with you
Having a big mouth will be in the past,
Let's see how long you will last

Stukje van myn episch lange bandlijst

SmokeAndSignalFires — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 17:37:30 UT

Vooral degene da ik vaak luister(int vet) :

AFI
About A Plane Crash
AC/DC
The Acacia Strain
Across Five Aprils
AeroSmith
Agraceful
Aiden
Air Traffic
Airbourne
Alanis Morrisette
Alesana
Alexisonfire
Alice Cooper
Alice In Videoland
Alkaline Trio
All American Rejects
All Shall Perish
All That Remains
All Time Low
The Almost
Alter Bridge
Amber Pacific
American Hi-Fi
Amputated Repugnance
Anberlin
Andrew Landon
Animosity
Annotiations of An Autopsy
Anti-Flag
AprilDead
Architects
Arsonists Get All The Girls
As Blood Runs Black
As Friends Rust
As I Lay Dying
As It Was Written
At The Sunset
The Ataris
Atreyu
Attack Attack!
Avenged Sevenfold
The Awakening

Babylon Pression
Barlait
Basement Jaxx
BB Brunes
Beastie Boys
A Beautiful Lotus
Beauty Is The End
Before Their Eyes
Begging For Incest
Belie My Burial
Ben Wears A Duck Suit
Beneath The Massacre
Beneath The Sky
Bermuda
Billy Got Spanked
Billy Talent
The Birthday Massacre
The Black Dahlia Murder
Black Sabbath
The Blackout
The Blackout Arguement
Bleed From Within
Bleed The Sky
Bleeding Through
Blessthefall
Blessed By a Broken Heart
Blink-182
Bloc Party
A Bloodbath in Boston
The Bloodhound Gang
Bloodsimple
Blue October
Bob Marley
Born From Pain
Born of Osiris
Bourbon For Roses
Bowling for Soup
Boxcar Racer
Boy Hits Car
The Boy Will Drown
Boys Like Girls
Boys Noize
Boys Will Be Boys
A Brand
Breakbeat Heartbeat
Breaking Benjamin
Breathe Carolina
The Breathing Process
Bullet for my Valentine
Burden of a Day

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Campus
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The Casino Brawl
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A Change of Pace
Chasing Victory
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Conducting From The Grave
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Counting Crows
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Cute is What We Aim For
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Damn Seagulls
Dance Club Massacre
Dance Gavin Dance
Danger:Radio
Danko Jones
A Day To Remember
Daze
De Jeugd Van Tegenwoordig
Dead By April
Dead Man in Reno
Death Before Dishonor
Death Cab For Cutie
Death In December
Decaying Purity
Deez Nuts
Despised Icon
Destroy The Colossus
Destruction of a Rose
The Devil Wears Prada
A Different Breed of Killer
Digitalism
Dir en Grey
Dirtyphonics
Disfiguring the Goddess
Disturbed
Down To Nothing
Dr. Acula
Droon
Drop Dead, Gorgeous
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Dying Fetus

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Elysia
Emarosa
Emmure
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The End of All Reason
Ennui Breathes Malice
Enter Shikari
Eryn Tyler
Evergreen Terrace
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Exit Ten
The Exploited
Eyes Set To Kill

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The Failing
The Fall of Troy
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Firebrand Boy
Fist 2 Fist
Fit For A King
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For Those Unseen
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ForgetToForgive
Fort Minor
Fountains of Wayne
Four Year Strong
From A Second Story Window
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From Behind These Walls
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From First To Last
Funeral For A Friend
Further Seems Forever

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Giddy Up Gangsta
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Goodnight Nurse
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Gutter With Broken Glass

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Hadouken!
Halifax
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Hans Zimmer
Harp and Lyre
Haste The Day
Hatebreed
The Haunted
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Heaven Shall Burn
Henry Homesweet
Her Demise My Rise
Here Comes The Kraken
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Hollywood Undead
Hopesfall
The Horrorpops
HORSE the band
Howard Shore
Hyper Crush

I Am Ghost
I Am X-Ray
I Ate Everybody
I Declare War
I Hope She Dies
I Killed The Prom Queen
I See Stars
I Set My Friends on Fire
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In Burning Days
In Fear and Faith
In Flames
Infected Mushrooms
International Superheroes of Hardcore
The Irish Front
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It Breeds No More
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Job For A Cowboy
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Johnny Unstoppable
The Juliet Massacre
Just Surrender

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A Kings Worthy Mustache

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Love In The Time of Cholera
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Martyr Defiled
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Murder The Frail
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Norma Jean
The Number Twelve Looks Like You

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Oh The Blood
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One Dead Dream
Our Mexican Butcher
Owl City
Ozzy Osbourne

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Parkway Drive
Paza Rahm
Pendulum
Penknifelovelife
A Place To Bury Strangers
Placebo
Poison My Blood
Poison The Well
Postmortem Promises
The Prodigy
Protest The Hero

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Racing Kites
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Reach The Sky
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Red Hot Chili Peppers
The Red Shore
Rev Theory
Rise Against
A Rocket To The Moon
Rose Funeral
Run Into The Shadows

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Saosin
Save Your Breath
Scars of Life
Scary Kids Scaring Kids
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Sea Of Treachery
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See You Next Tuesday
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Set Your Goals
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Silence is Broken
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Suburbia in Ruins
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A Thorn for every heart
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Thursday
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A Trail of Horror
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Twice The Messenger
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Underoath
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Unicorn Kid
The Used

A Vain Attempt
Venetian Snares
VersaEmerge

Waking The Cadaver
Walls Of Jericho
We Butter The Bread With Butter
We Came As Romans
We The Kings
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With Blood Comes Cleansing

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