You Really Got Me

Put an end to whatever it was, let it go
I was cruel enough, hence I'll forget
Cause it was still good enough for me and you
For that gray-matter has bubbled and het

For I'm no saint, I'm no sinner
I'm no horrid winged creature
And I'm surely not a winner
I'm no blackened ghostly vulture

Losing you is what I needed
I just needed a bad memory
But you were cruel enough not to give me one
And so I remain

This is so a goodbye
To remember not thinking about you!
(And for that matter, think I'm not a loser
I'm just thinking about you)

Winged Destiny

Spread out the words and see me blacken
It's not the one you knew before,
My blacked wings will make me soar
This darkened winds will get me saddened

Looking out at the mirror
See the redness of my eyes
Feel their redness high
See through their horror

I feel it getting darker, no mood is getting calmer
The night has crept in nigher,
Inside the heart I did not feel

Let this anger burn deeper
Let this pride die dumber
Oil to my soul
Can't get weaker so

It's the weakest that you see