"Your Misery" genre: Heavy Metal
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	This one has been with us for awhile. Catchy little chorus riff.
	CD: EP / Take It From Me   Label: Unsigned Credits: Recorded at Pineapple Studios, Arlington, Tx
	Story Behind the Song This is basically about how a LOT of people in communities like the gothic community love to brag about how much more miserable they are than everyone else. The typical - "my life sucks, so I'm gonna go home and just cry and watch my plasma screen TV and smoke my cuban cigars" Lyrics Taken - like the sun from the night come Shaking - I don't know why you run, you're Faking - all your pain and your false tears, and Making - like you're caught in your own fear, Chorus - Your Misery's wearing me - tired of your apathy I'm tired of trying - I can't take anymore Explain what you had - telling me now that it's so bad So now I'm walking and you'll just stay down on the floor Broken - pretend like you're half dead, and Spoken - all the dark lines you've read. You're Choking - on the fantasy you've made and Hoping - someone will bring you your aid (Chorus) Bridge - So tell me what you're about - I think your time has run out You're always crying and shout - I think I've figured you out You're some kind of game - that's why you're acting so lame You're misery and shame - is just to match your hair You're false sense of doom has got me leaving the room And now I got your tune - I wish you'd get it too, soon Your stories and your lies - has caused too many goodbyes So now you realize - that no one really cares (Chorus)

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