the door was not locked so i went on inside
i had been there before and i knew that i was out on thin ice
i was meeting someone but no one showed up and when trouble came by i tried to find a friendly face in the night
but whoever i was looking for was nowhere in sight
i chose sides
i lost the fight
whatever happened to saturday night?
it was dark like december and the sun was on the run
staggering through the streets and my fear i tried to make my escape
i lay down on the pavement, tried to rest my head
but i woke up from one nightmare to another full of words iâd never heard
i believe they were my friends but then i saw them as ghosts and now i wonder if maybe those ghosts had been mine all the time
though i think there was a reason for my actions, who knows?
tonight iâve got a reason and the reason is itâs saturday night
now I see the reason why
now i see
i see the reason why - iâve got a ghost that i canât escape
a gloved hand in the night
youâre my misguiding light
you are the ghost that i canât escape
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- Miscellaneous
- The Raging Sun
- Every Time a Bell Rings an Angel Gets His Wings
- The Emo Diaries, Chapter Eight: My Very Last Breath
- The Contractor and the Assassin
- A Sunset Panorama
- An Alliance of Hearts
- duyster.II
- North
- Bad Taste Records Summer Sampler 2005
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 40
- This Is Bad Taste, Volume 5
- Death to My Hometown
- My Very Last Breath: The Emo Diaries - Chapter Eight
- This Is Bad Taste, Vol. 5
- Saturday Nightmares / Weather Island
- Forest Eyes (RBG Version)
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 34: April 2007
- Emo Diaries - Chapter Eight - My Very Last Breath
- Saturday Nightmares