Antlers, The - Epilogue Lyrics






In a nightmare, I am falling from the ceiling into bed beside you
You're asleep, I'm screaming, shoving you to try to wake you up
And like before, you've got no interest in the life you live when you're awake
Your dreams still follow storylines, like fictions you would make

So I lie down against your back, until we're both back in the hospital
But now it's not a cancer ward, we're sleeping in the morgue
Men and women in blue and white, they are singing all around you
With heavy shovels holding earth
You're being buried to your neck
In that hospital bed, being buried quite alive now
I'm trying to dig you out but all you want is to be buried there together

You're screaming
And cursing
And angry
And hurting me
And then smiling
And crying
Apologizing

I've woken up, I'm in our bed, but there's no breathing body there beside me
Someone must have taken you while I was stuck asleep
But I know better as my eyes adjust
You've been gone for quite awhile now, and I don't work there in the hospital
(they had to let me go)

When I try to move my arms sometimes, they weigh too much to lift
I think you buried me awake (my one and only parting gift)
But you return to me at night
Just when I think I may have fallen asleep
Your face is up against mine
And I'm too terrified to speak

You're screaming
And cursing
And angry
And hurting me
And then smiling
And crying
Apologizing





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  1. A.... ....

    i should have discovered this album in an earlier point in my life...

  2. J.... M....

    This will destroy you

  3. c.... d....

    Hospice tells the story of a relationship between a hospice worker and a female patient suffering from terminal bone cancer, their ensuing romance, and their slow downward spiral as a result of the woman's traumas, fears, and disease as a metaphor for an abusive relationship. Frontman Peter Silberman has been reluctant to divulge explicit details regarding the meaning of the record, and the extent to which it is autobiographical. Silberman has described it as the story of an emotionally abusive relationship.

  4. T.... ....

    This song punches you every time, for me it's mostly because it relates to some awful things that had happened in my life. In each note you can hear every heart breaking tear that strikes you.

  5. K.... A....

    i listened to this in 2016 during the worst period of my life so far.. I have avoided this song since 2017 and it just appeals when you hit rock bottom in terms of a romantic level... I dont know wether to call this a pretentious edgy song we can all relate to or an actual song of substance on the human condition.. Either way i love it

  6. H.... J....

    i love this album. it's painful to listen to, but i come back to it every night. I find it comforting. I have people to mourn, sure, but mostly the person I mourn for is myself. I lost years of my life to debilitating pain due to a brain deformity. sometimes, when I listen to this album, i relate to the dying woman in this relationship. Being in such pain like that can bring out the worst in people. sometimes it causes you to hurt others terribly without realizing it or being in control of it. but mostly it just hurts. I dont know that i learned to be a better person because of my pain, I really don't. Pain doesn't always build character; it doesn't always make you a better person. sometimes pain is just pain, and you've got to feel it and then keep walking. I call that mourning.

  7. S.... R....

    Ditemi che non sono l'unico italiano che la ama vi prego

  8. K.... P....

    Believe it or not, songs like this don't make me depressed, they give me hope😏

  9. k.... m....

    My 16 year old sister passed away in a car accident last month. This song fucks me up, but it also really expresses what I am going through and so I can't stop listening to it. No one can understand the feelings you go through when you lose someone you love as deeply as a partner, sibling or parent but somehow this album (especially this song) gets it. Not even just the lyrics, but the sound too. This album may be about the dissolution of a toxic relationship and not death in a literal sense, but ultimately what relationship can be more toxic than the one you have with yourself after the death of a loved one. The only true comfort I find is in knowing she is at peace with our mother after 16 years apart, but this song helps me get through the nights when the image of her in the hospital bed, eyes half open and unblinking, returns to haunt me.

    k.... m....

    Hope you're okay. Everything have to get better eventually <3

    k.... m....

    You don't have to think about it.

    k.... m....

    I wouldn't have to.

  10. D.... R....

    Saddest song I can remember.

  11. C.... S....

    Hard to listen to. Hurts.

  12. V.... H....

    I am so glad to have this work of art tattooed on my body.

  13. R.... ....

    its 1 am and i'm crying

  14. h.... ....

    Te extraño, papá.

  15. M.... M....

    I get sleep paralysis, I know how terrifying it is to see things in the middle of the night. To see one's ex-girlfriend, would be devastating. Those scenes haunting, as you used to be so used to them being there. They are still alive in your memories, and you haven't accepted they are gone.

  16. A.... T....

    STEVE REEVES

  17. E.... O....

    sylvia plath sayesinde bu güzel grupla karşılaştım

  18. Z.... ....

    In a nightmare, I am falling from the ceiling into bed beside you
    You're asleep, I'm screaming, shoving you to try to wake you up
    And like before, you've got no interest in the life you live when you're awake
    Your dreams still follow storylines, like fictions you would make

    So I lie down against your back, until we're both back in the hospital
    But now it's not a cancer ward, we're sleeping in the morgue
    Men and women in blue and white, they are singing all around you
    With heavy shovels holding earth, you're being buried to you neck
    In that hospital bed, being buried quite alive now
    I'm trying to dig you out but all you want is to be buried there together

    You're screaming
    And cursing
    And angry
    And hurting me
    And then smiling
    And crying
    Apologizing

    I've woken up, I'm in our bed, but there's no breathing body there beside me
    Someone must have taken you while I was stuck asleep
    But I know better as my eyes adjust
    You've been gone for quite a while now, and I don't work there in the hospital
    (They had to let me go)

    When I try to move my arms sometimes, they weigh too much to lift
    I think you buried me awake (my one and only parting gift)
    But you return to me at night just when I think I may have fallen asleep
    Your face is up against mine, and I'm too terrified to speak

    You're screaming
    And cursing
    And angry
    And hurting me
    And then smiling
    And crying
    Apologizing

  19. C.... ....

    RIP the Antlers

    C.... ....

    Concox what happened to them.. I want another album :(

    C.... ....

    How do you follow an album like this? Can’t go back to the same well, can’t top it emotionally, can’t start writing happy pop songs...

  20. b.... ....

    It still hurts

  21. S.... C....

    the ending of the live version is sooooooo amazing but the end on this one is great as fuck too

  22. K.... ....

    The first time I got dumped I was listening to this song... it was over text. Just a real shit month.

    K.... ....

    spiderpig541 same

  23. u.... ....

    This album's gonna get harder to listen to as you get older.

    u.... ....

    And experience every little heartache he's singing about

  24. T.... ....

    i dont really like the end, but the rest of it is the best song the antlers have made.

  25. P.... B....

    jesus f*ck. this is so good

  26. G.... R....

    empathy got me fucked up everytime I hear this song

  27. A.... L....

    estaria putamente llorando en los años 2014 pero como descubri simplemente a disfrutar como si no hubiese pasado nada 7u7

  28. A.... M....

    This song gives me literal shivers.

  29. K.... B....

    those last seconds of song.. those reminding lullaby.. that melody reminds me one another beautiful and sad song but i cant remember.. anyone has a clue?

  30. A.... O....

    This song speaks in so many volumes. I've shown this song and this band to so many people and they all kind of get this weird mix of disgust and depression, and I personally am just filled with comfort at the level of understanding.
    When I was 12, my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The next 4 years were filled with me being her care taker and filling 99% of my time with that. I didn't go to school, it was my duty to take care of her, and the grieving family on my mother's side who we moved in with. I could feel no emotion of my own, the sadness and pain was reserved for her and my family. I was the shoulder. My father was abusive as all hell, he blamed it on the grief, but he was like that well before the diagnosis. My mother always enabled, and sometimes encouraged the behavior as well. He did countless acts of cruelty, some more noteworthy being sexually abusing me, leaving me with bumps and bruises consistently, telling me all I'll ever be good for is being everyone's maid (because I spent a lot of time cleaning my families home to keep stress levels down), and breaking the leg of my pet lizard out of anger.

    She was bed-ridden, and had been since her diagnosis. I would routinely check on her every hour throughout the days, I would never allow myself to falter. It had been this way for 4 years. I woke up one day at exactly 12pm, I was so tired, I didn't have a room of my own, there were too many people cramped in the house, I slept on the floor of the bathroom at night, and on the porch during the day. It was cold, and there were mice. I never got much sleep. This was the first time I had woken up late. I went to check on her, she seemed fine. She was asleep, and by that point, it was hard for her to stay consistently asleep. I figured, let her sleep for now, I'll gently wake her with a meal in an hour or so and try to get her to eat. I decided to catch up on sleep by laying down in her bed next to her. An hour later, I was woken up by her choking on her own vomit, and flailing her limbs wildly while still laying on her back. Her eyes were rapidly moving. Her organs were failing. I held the hand of the woman who enabled my rape, and the theft of my youth, as she suffered and died. I sat there and gently padded up the frothing vomit and drool with a rag, and cried cathartic tears for a few hours, till the body started to smell oddly sweet and gross. I watched as the men loaded her body onto a truck, and took it away. I was freshly 16.

    I thought her death would allow for my family to finally grieve completely, and begin to move on and be okay, but it just sent everyone around me hurling into madness. When several suicide attempts failed, I eventually was able to move in with a long distance boyfriend I had had on and off for a few years. His mom overheard over the phone an outburst of my father's involving a thrown beer bottle. She was more than willing to invite me to live with them. They lived hours and hours away, in a rural area of Missouri. Lots of farm land, corn, cows, and confusing highways. It was very isolated. Every day became progressed turmoil, I soon learned this boy I had only dated online, and seen twice, was also abusive. He left me covered in injuries on a regular basis, including broken teeth, broken nose, and gaping wounds he wouldn't ever let completely heal. His family would turn a blind eye out of fear. I stayed with him for years and convinced myself that my only path in life was to be his stress relief, even if it was only a punching bag. I grew a Stockholm, Freudian love for him. I wanted so badly to make him happy. There were times when it seemed possible, but I knew in those moments of happiness, soon enough, he would descend into a fit of sadness and anger again. It felt like literally anything could set him off. He would tear me open for a spilled cup of water, or keys dropped into the couch. He would bend my arm back and hold it that way, the tendons ripping, and the bone about to split, if I stepped out of line, and said anything that could have been taken as "I wasn't on his side.". The world was out to get him, and I was his solace in a never-ending time of depression, I needed to be his relief, he needed me. And he needed to be my savior, the one who rescued me from my family. Everything he could do to me, was better than what I had to go through living with my family. Nothing he did counted because of them. He was entitled to my eternal gratitude.

    I visited an old friend one weekend with my boyfriend, after my friend's girlfriend showed interest in involving me in a threesome with her and her chick friend. My boyfriend was obsessed with lesbians, he was always taking out his anger on me and everything around him, because I didn't have a girl to have sex with, and allow him to watch. I wrote erotica for him, but he was long desensitized to it. When the threesome fell through, the friend of mine witnessed a tantrum my boyfriend threw directed at me. The friend pulled me aside and asked if he was always like this, and if the bruises were from him. I told the friend to fuck off. By the way, I'm straight, I did lesbian things for him, because "he needed the relief."

    Eventually, that friend confronted me, and told me I NEEDED to leave my boyfriend, or I would die. I said I didn't care, and that my boyfriend needed me, that he's stressed from work and life, and that eventually we'll be okay and he'll change. My friend was very harsh, he essentially told me straight up that my boyfriend will never change, and that as long as I was with him, I was enabling a sociopath to torture their victim. It took time and many mental break downs, but I couldn't deny that my friend was right. The last straw was... actually a collection of events. My memory is fuzzy, I sustained head injuries at the time, but from what I can remember, he strangled a dog I took in, and stomped on a cat. He beat me up and ripped into the hood of my clitoris out of spite, and walked in on me while I was using the bathroom, stood in front of me crossing his arms while I peed, and told me to quit talking to my friend or I didn't respect our relationship.

    I left my boyfriend, I was completely broken by that point. I had medical bills galore, and I was hiding held up in that friends home.

    It was a long horrible recovery process, but I was glad my friend was so hard on me. Eventually we actually started dating.

    I've lived through the literal metaphor this album conveys, watching a cancer patient die slowly, and watching the descent of a sociopath as they grow accustom to taking out their anger on you, a duality of abuse through very similar psychological paths. I know the catharsis, the mental anguish of caring for someone you love who's killing you, who's robbing you, as they wither and die, and you abandon ship.

    A.... O....

    Hope your life has happiness in it now. Tragic story.

  31. E.... ....

    I just become a fan...there songs are so f_cking amazing it actually made me cry it also helped me a lot :)

  32. z.... g....

    Robyn is a cool cat.

  33. S.... U....

    i went to a hospital for a week almost, because i hade an accident and my skull fracture. They did some cirguries and examens. This is my fist day at my house. Now i understant sylvia. being in a hospital is horrible, being not able to do your own stuff, being watched while sleep, having exams 24/7... It sucks. It really sucks. omg having to wear diapers, not able to have a nice bathe by your own... This album is abuot apreciating your life right now, who ever you are, you are lucky, things are gonna get better, hope is always de anwers.
    Sorry if my writting isn't good, but i have to practice how to talk and write until i completely know everything again.
    Thanks to this band for making this amazing music. Thanks for the time that alow me to be alive.

    S.... U....

    Carrito Surfero I hope you've recovered and having a normal life again dear

  34. h.... ....

    :Guard:

  35. F.... ....

    Why is everyone getting so sad/depressed with music? A friend recomended me this band because i want sad music, but i seriously think *Radiohead* it's 100 times sadder... or is it just me???????

    F.... ....

    They're just 2 different kinds of sadness. AND everyone empathizes with different stimuli. This album touched me more than any album in the whole universe.

  36. F.... ....

    so i went into the bio for whatever , right . then I see " link to my myspace" Then I look at the date and it says this album was made in 2009 WHAT?!?!?? THIS SONG WAS WAY AHEAD OF ITS AGE OMGMGOF

    F.... ....

    what the flying fuck are you trying to say? do you think myspace was made after 2009?

  37. t.... m....

    even though this is a sad song it makes me feel good for some reason

    t.... m....

    that feeling is called catharsis

  38. n.... k....

    i come here to stay never wana leave

  39. G.... S....

    that's for my boi harambe #dicksout4harambe

  40. L.... ....

    high notes get you closer to heaven.

  41. N.... ....

    For some reason, when I listen to the last part with no vocals I just break down. It hits really hard somehow.

    N.... ....

    the genius musicians made it sound like a babies mobile so it would psychologically fuck you up in a way your brain does ( like that feeling when you cry so hard you have no sense of were you are) to cope by thinking back to when you where more vulnerable innocent, naive and younger and knew less about the dangers of knowing and feeling and life. This triggers that emotional sense. especially when the instrumental build up is so strong and sounds comparable to when your voice cracks and you feel the familiar warmth in the back of your eyes like when your about to cry but your trying to resist it.

  42. R.... c....

    seriously don't know how I'm still breathing....

  43. G.... ....

    If i were ever meet him i would just hug him and look him in the eyes and say, "thank you so much..."

  44. r.... ....

    I'm okay until he sings the first part of the chorus, then I break down and sob as memories come flooding back. This song is fucking brutal, honestly.

  45. S.... ....

    so is this about being in love with a cancer patient?

    S.... ....

    Man the more and more i read the comments and really listen to the lyrics the more it just fucks me up man. I use to think, ' how can people cry to songs, you really gotta be an emotional little weenie to cry to some music' but nah man this kind of music makes you think and feel what they felt and it's a life changer music like this is hard to find , i'm gonna go cry so more i'm glad you understand the piece more , don't wallow in it to much :)

    S.... ....

    @FariesDoExistBeauty emotional little weenie.

    S.... ....

    Now I'm one of you emotional little weenie boys :)

    S.... ....

    +sporkjuice you can interpreted the lyrics in whatever way you want there is no wrong answer

    S.... ....

    The writer, saw himself as the doctor trying to save a bone cancer patient. His girlfriend, was broken beyond compare and was abusive to him no matter how hard he tried to help her. He let her back in, over and over again. Despite the fact she was always blaming him for everything wrong in her life. They make it sound like she was paranoid etc. Probably due to abuse. "Some patients can't be saved" was the moment he realized he could do nothing for her. So their relationship ends, hence the death. But its something that was painful to get over.

  46. h.... ....

    mah heart



    mah soul

  47. m.... I....

    hospice is an album about failed relationships, so even though wake was him transforming and adapting to someone better who can manage the guilt out and deal without sylvia, epilogue came to crash him down, showing how even dead sylvia still tortures him with alot to manage

    m.... I....

    It's not about a /failed/ relationship, it's about an /abusive/ relationship.

    m.... I....

    /abusive/ and tottally frustating relationship. But still the most beautiful and emotional relationship of his life.

  48. M.... N....

    Its 2am and I'm crying into a breakfast sandwich because of this song. Golly gee.

    M.... N....

    I lost a dear friend and this song hits home so hard :(

    M.... N....

    Hang in there random comrade on YouTube! You can do it!

  49. s.... ....

    What does the part with spring and Thompson mean

    s.... ....

    it's an intersection in new york city. spring street and thompson street.

  50. s.... ....

    Fuck, man.

  51. G.... H....

    i cry everytime when i listen to this song and tottaly agree with TIM Sennna "most emotionnaly devasting song ever) my mum died when i was ten cause of cancer, still that song has the power to get out everything on me!.

  52. A.... ....

    This song, this fucking song is what I live for. You can actually hear the emotion in his voice and you feel a million different feelings at once. It's like I'm listening in 3D and I've been thrown into his world. Songs like this are so hard to find and even harder to listen too. These songs can catch you into a depressive whirlpool but damn it if it isn't the best thing I've ever heard. Play this at my funeral on repeat for 3 hours. Fuck it, bury me with an MP3 Player with this song on repeat. Because this.is.the.best.song.ive.ever.heard.

    A.... ....

    KETTERING IS THE BEST

    A.... ....

    AriesMoon have you heard of The I Love You Bridge by The Crookes? it is a really good song and if you do some research, the meaning behind it is crazy.

  53. T.... ....

    ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

  54. s.... ....

    this is the most fucked up thing i've ever heard

  55. D.... o....

    You're screaming, and cursing, and angry, and hurting me, and then smiling, and crying, apologizing. Best fucking part of the whole thing. Beauty such as this is lost on too many people.

  56. a.... n....

    Reminds me of the red band society

  57. T.... S....

    Most emotionally devastating song ever written

    T.... S....

    @Nick Power I guess it's the whole concept and its place in the album that does it for me, as well as the lyrics/sound

    T.... S....

    @Andy Park Haha sound advice thanks ;)

    T.... S....

    @Tim Senna
    Was addressing Jack Mc Stone apologies..
    This is like the farewell dreaming part, now she is gone.. It's not agony anymore, just some sadness and reflection.. Thats my interpretation

    T.... S....

    @Nick Power Ah no worries it's all about interpretation really with a song like this

    T.... S....

    Not really. Good song though

  58. R.... P....

    An amazing finish to the album, especially coming off of "Wake".
    That track ends on an almost happy note, saying not to beat yourself up, that some people are beyond help and that you shouldn't feel badly about it.
    Then "Epilogue" comes in and pulls you right back down. When you're alone at night thinking, all those memories and feelings come back to you, like they never really go away.
    Truly one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.

    R.... P....

    Well said

  59. o.... ....

    why is there so many things in my eyes! i can't stop crying.

  60. B.... ....

    Listening to the song is bad enough, try singing it, or the whole album for that matter. I can get up to just before 2:46 before crying to bad, but then my pitch just gets thrown off completely and I just start sobbing the lyrics out as tears rush down my face. I have no idea how the original singer can do this without crying out the lyrics. For me it's fucking impossible

    B.... ....

    +Ahmad Abdelmagid Ouch, but don't worry your life isn't over, you can fix things or maybe they just weren't meant to be. It's alright man, good luck

    B.... ....

    I hope everything works out for you

    B.... ....

    I have just been trying this too. I don't think I can physically sing the 2nd verse.

  61. L.... S....

    Jeff buckley? is that you?

  62. J.... J....

    The chills >.<

  63. k.... j....

    this song makes me want to scream until my throat is raw

  64. D.... ....

    Wtf is this bullshit about specifically?

    D.... ....

    @DesertSmeagle The writer of the song was a hospice worker , he married one of his patients , and lost her to bone cancer. I would highly suggest listening to the album.

    D.... ....

    The death of a terminally ill cancer patient in an extremely close relationship with her nurse/doctor.

  65. T.... L....

    "You know when I tear up?
    Right at the end.
    the last 30 seconds of the album
    The melody instantly changes to a potato quality lullaby which symbolizes death.
    You love someone, and you lose them. You suffer and cry and beat yourself up over them, and as your doing this, life goes on, nobody really cares.
    People die all the time on TV and do you mourn? No you move on and keep with your daily life. You see names in the obituary and do you even care? No you use the paper for your puppy in potty training.
    Nobody cares when someone dies, the same will happen to you, life goes on." ~Anon

    T.... L....

    Damn man. Very True.

    T.... L....

    +Tyrone Legstrong Sr. Jr. III wow I was the one who posted that on /mu/ didn't think anyone saved it.

    T.... L....

    +Tyrone Legstrong Sr. Jr. III yes man always thoguht that, when i try to explain it to others i fail, but you did it

    T.... L....

    CAKE That's the part that gets me, too. This comment instantly made me tear up.

  66. L.... M....

    2:46 - I cry every fucking time ;_;

    L.... M....

    @Lucas Mota They played this in their encore yesterday in Tel Aviv it was epic.

    L.... M....

    @Lucas Mota And with drums and keyboard.

  67. S.... ....

    I am a sucker for concept albums and this is a magnificient one.

  68. E.... G....

    I don't always listen to this song but when I do I cry like a baby.

  69. p.... g....

    I haven't experienced the loss that he sings of in the song but this hits me in a way that is so tangible at this stage in my life. My girlfriend to whom I plan and want more than anything to marry one day has struggled with eating disorders since her sophomore year in high school, and to lose her is exactly how this song feels. We cope with it the same way they do, with anger, and then empathy, and the realization that we're all we have to get through this, and we will. Thank you for this beautiful song, will always be one of my favorites, for reasons more than one.

  70. t.... d....

    of all the beautiful, touching, raw songs on this emotionally crippling album, this one touches me in a different way, i think because it explains aftermath so well. having dealt with loss, many of us are stuck with the sensations of this aftermath for many many years, and this song puts so many emotions into words. these are moments when i really, truly, appreciate music. "you return to me at night just when i think i may have fallen asleep."

  71. A.... B....

    Fuck, it's dusty in this room. Also I think I've got something in my eye. Yeah I have a cold *sniff*

  72. D.... E....

    all teh hipster music

  73. L.... K....

    "but all you wanted is to be buried there together"
    I lost it there


    such a beautiful song, the first song that has ever made me cry

  74. S.... D....

    Sylvia, alive in nightmares.

  75. A.... ....

    Hits me deep

  76. s.... ....

    Someone must have taken you while I was stuck asleep.

    s.... ....

    But I know better as my eyes adjust,
    You've been gone for quite a while now

  77. T.... ....

    My mother died of cancer when I was 7, just old enough to understand the implications and consequences of death. I'm 10 years older, still bitter and depressed as the day she died. It never gets any easier, it really doesn't. I still see her in dreams from which I often wake from while screaming and crying. This album touched me on a level I thought I'd been unable to be impacted on, it brought me right back to that feeling of being there as a little kid in that waiting room. Thinking 'is she going to be alright?' you know? 'What can I do to make it go away?'
    The part about "Screaming, and cursing, and angry, and hurting me. Then smiling, then crying, then apologizing" That shit hits hardest. That's how we all were toward the end, angry at the world, angry at each other.

    I miss you Mom, I really do.

    T.... ....

    man, good luck and remember even in death shes in your heart

    T.... ....

    4 years is a long time, I hope you're doing okay now. It never stops hurting though does it?

    T.... ....

    hey man you make me cry

    T.... ....

    I lost my mom on thanksgiving 2017. I was 22, so I’m thankful I got all those important years with her, but it just wasn’t enough. I don’t guess anything ever could have been really. I miss her every day. There’s so much left unsaid. I wish desperately I could have some of that time back. I wish I could talk to her just one more time

    T.... ....

    5 years ago. Shit. How are you doing now? It’s not any easier I know. What’s new since this comment? Are you even still here? I hope you’re okay.

  78. J.... L....

    It's amazing how vividly a song can portray your past, and completely fold you in two.

    J.... L....

    two years later I know, but wow that was a beautiful comment

  79. L.... A....

    did the like button always make a weird sound when you click on it??

  80. g.... ....

    emotional rollercoaster

  81. m.... ....

    I can't help but cry every time I listen to this

  82. M.... R....

    I think I have a tear in my eye. 

    M.... R....

    you're not the only one

  83. R.... P....

    la letra esta que mata *-*

  84. s.... ....

    oh snap get ra oofed

  85. E.... A....

    God forbid people have *gasp* - opinions!

  86. E.... A....

    Uh, he was in an abusive relationship.

  87. s.... ....

    Lyke dis if u cri evertim

  88. U.... M....

    I clicked on this out of curiosity, and am really freaking glad I did. =)

  89. J.... S....

    reply to a 8 month old comment will ya'

  90. C.... E....

    hahahaha i wasnt prepared and tears are everywhere ha ha.. :c

  91. a.... ....

    o yeah.
    such an excruciatingly concept album

  92. A.... S....

    Sometimes sleeping isn't worth it.

  93. S.... P....

    >tfw no gf and have cancer

  94. O.... C....

    Listening to a different song before I cry.