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hey, my name's Aaron. I like to listen to music, play my guitar, and sometimes write poetry or stories. music is my life. i pretty much like to be alone a lot and i don't have many friends. yeah i guess you could call me a loner but i think it's better that way.

fave bands are metallica, system of a down, linkin park, ac/dc, sublime, all american rejects, 3oh!3, my chemical romance, shiny toy guns, sum 41, dashboard confessional, taking back sunday, aerosmith, the devil wears prada, pink floyd, 30 seconds to mars, boys like girls, owl city, cute is what we aim for, paramore, cobra starship, fall out boy, hawthorne heights, hellogoodbye, jimmy eat world, weezer, the academy is..., the used, tokio hotel, new found glory, panic at the disco and prbly some more but thats all i can think of right now

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some lyrics to songs i like

you almost always pick the best times
to drop the worst lines
you almost made me cry again this time
another false alarm
red flashing lights
well this time I'm not going to watch myself die
I think I made it a game to play your game
and let myself cry
I buried myself alive on the inside
so I could shut you out
and let you go away for a long time

I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask

I think the chain broke away
and I felt it the day that I had my own time
I took advantage of myself and felt fine
but it was worth the night
I caught an early flight and I made it home

I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer than that

with my foot on your neck
I finally have you
right where I want you
right where I want you
right where I want you
right where I want you

I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer than that
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer
nicer

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We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again

We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never

Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying

Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...

Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again

Just because my hands around your throat