this is sempiternal.

Rats Well Mrs. Pharmacist / I insist / fix me up with something quick I’ve been a bad little boy and I think i’m getting sick Sick to the bone / slave to the flesh Better put on my Sunday’s best       I’ve been bad little boy… little boy

I’ve got a dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty little secret And I’m not not not sure that I wanna keep it So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the shadows Cause we just wanna dance under our pretty perfect halos

Everyone’s got a secret Whats yours? whats yours? Don’t be shy, i’ll never repeat it  

Oh Mrs. Pharmacist / if I resist / lock me up and bind my wrists You’ve been a bad little girl…. little girl.     Close your eyes and listen close I know just how much you love it If you speak you lose your turn So shut your mouth before I fuck it

Everyone’s got a secret Tell me all about yours

Love. Hate. Oh how we play the game Cold soul No sense of self control Love. Hate. Unsure to pass or play Cold soul / now  we’re out of control

Roses are red, and my heart is black We creep about the floor to indulge like Rats Enraptured, we walk to nurse our obsession Cause the roles that we play are paved with cruel intentions

Well  Mrs. Pharmacist… If you insist

I’ve got a dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty little secret And I’m not not not sure that I wanna keep it So we feed ourselves lies to submit to the shadows And I just wanna shake you by your little perfect fucking halo

Everyone’s got a secret Whats yours? whats yours? Don’t be shy, i’ll never repeat it.

Queen For Queen If you wanna soar with vultures, you’ll have to swallow bone The saint charade is over / plastic royalty exposed You wanna play the victim, to preach upon your throne                                   No semblance of virtue as your relevance erodes

We go queen for queen  and move just like this

When you fall down Will you back out As you crawl through life with no crown? Though you preach love, you package lies Just a pawn in a kings disguise

I never said I’m perfect, there’s a guilt behind these eyes So check me If it helps you fall asleep at night

Your skeletons are building / your closet’s getting tight Are you the prey or spider in the web of all your lies?

When you fall down Will you back out As you crawl through life with no crown? Though you preach love, you package lies Just a pawn in a kings disguise

Don’t stop breathing in the chemicals You don’t know humble… though you play the role Pockets of evergreen are your amphetamine Please stop feeding what you can’t control

YOU’LL FALL. You’ll bend, you’ll break, (you’ll) trip over your “fame” Be careful, or you’ll run your mouth off your face

Necessary Evil (Feat. Jonathan Davis) Strip off the weight of morality, and check it at the door I’ll show you the worst in me …what i’ve become   Blow out the candles I need not a wish For I am everything Now crawl to my boots and lick Kneel before me

Imma have my cake and fucking eat you too.

It’s my party and i’ll die when I want to, die when I want to, die when I want to The monster you’ve made is wearing the crown I’ll be the king and you be clown I’ll take the blame (and) parade it around. You’ve made me the villain you can’t live without.

Reciting violence like poetry No you can’t sit with us Too fashionably plain   Now say my name Forget everything you think you knew of who I used to be I look much better as… as the enemy

Imma have my fucking cake and eat yours too.

I want you low I won’t let you die (I’ll) keep you alive Just to remind you of what you are not

It’s my party and i’ll die when I want to you wanna see me fail, but I won’t die for you.

Soft You’re mine motherfucker

Let me begin with envy’s a sin You’ll have to find new words to invent Cause I’ve heard your broken record, and i’m not impressed

I love when you talk, I just use it to drive me I won’t let your judgement define me I’m not broken, so don’t fix me I want you to hate me

Tell me what you’ve lost Hang me on your cross If you’re so wise, then why are you so Soft? Do you leave your “throne” as you cast your stones?               I’m above living under your microscope

I’m insane, I’m “insane in the membrane” I wanna fuck your face with a switchblade I’m not broken, so don’t fix me I’ll leave you behind me

Internet killed the video star

Cry baby cry baby, did I just hear you whimper? Cry baby cry… Suck my middle fucking finger

Cry baby / Cry baby What have you done lately? Cry baby / Cry baby   What have you done?

Tell me what you’ve lost. Demonize my flaws Do they call you when dumb needs a mascot? Do you leave your “throne” as you cast your stones?               I’m above living under your microscope

You dilate / god of your existence Begging me to listen while you “pray” Swallow in vain / sliver spoon religion Closer from a distance

You’re mine motherfucker

Untouchable They try to bend / they try to break me by design But I am the nightmare that will haunt you in the light

If it’s war that you want… then I’m ready to play And the world’s gonna know my name

Through everywhere that I go Every failure I’ve owned Every crack in my bones I’m Untouchable Like a sleeping grenade Built to blow you away Pull the pin… I explode I’m Untouchable.

Born of the ground I dug myself out from the dirt With every scar I will avow to shake the earth

Unless it’s blood that you want.. then get the fuck out my way Cause the world’s gonna scream my name

I will never be silenced I will eclipse the pain

You can’t let it go       (It’s) the price that we pay But I own the grave from which I came You reap what you sow We don’t bleed the same   Cause I own the rights to my own fate And i’ll sleep a king on my deathbed

Through everywhere that I go Every failure i’ve owned Every crack in my bones I’m Untouchable Like a sleeping grenade Built to blow you away Pull the pin… I Explode I’m Untouchable.

Every mile from home Every failure I’ve owned Every crack in my bones I’m Untouchable Like a sleeping grenade Built to blow you away Pull the pin… I Explode I’m Untouchable.

Not My Type: Dead As Fuck 2 She’s got no soul / heart black as coal She’s from Hollywood Forever / dug her out of a hole And here we go again / spinnin me in her web She said “there’s just no rest for the queen of the dead”

Another trick to treat with candy apple dreams Gonna rot her teeth cause i’m so sweet One lick to rule them all They crumble as they crawl

She loves me cause I like to give head like a zombie (I) eat eat eat till her insides are on me She loves me cause I give head like a zombie (I) eat eat eat and nobody’s gonna stop me And in the glow of the pale moonlight She goes for a spin on my haunted hayride Tried out the living but I don’t believe the hype   Cause if she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type.

She’s got a temper in stock / made of hemlock Uses absinthe as a lip gloss Death hawk / fresh New Rock’s                               She’ll use your corpse as a catwalk

She’ll use your corpse as a catwalk Plays truth or dare in the mirror Uses absinthe as a lip gloss Undead, but won’t shed a tear

She’s my graveyard baby She’s my……

She loves me cause I like to give head like a zombie (I) eat eat eat till her insides are on me She loves me cause I give head like a zombie (I) eat eat eat and nobody’s gonna stop me And in the glow of the pale moonlight She goes for a spin on my haunted hayride Tried out the living but I don’t believe the hype   Cause if she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type.

D- E - A - D   If she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type.

The Ladder Tragedy / a poisonous lover You infiltrate to destroy Vanity / a cancer unforgiving A charlatan with poise  

Fool me once / enough is enough Was I more than a step on your way up? Hollowed out /  I’ve no semblance of love Now you’re just somebody that I used to fuck.

Lest we learn / the tables turn / so i’m betting out / I’m betting out. You can be the prey in your masquerade, but i’m getting out / i’m getting out There’s nothing left to repair

Ravenous / self righteous and lurid But how much more till you break? Scavenger / so fucking undeserving You slither in just to take what you can take

Counterfeit / I’m calling your bluff Was I more than just a step on your way up? Now you’ll burn and you’re flesh out of luck Now you’re just somebody that I used to fuck

Lest we learn / the tables turn / so i’m betting out / I’m betting out. You can be the prey in your masquerade, but i’m getting out / i’m getting out Against insight I fed your source of revenue But now, it means nothing to me to mean anything to you

Open grave /  I was too blind to see That “love”, spelled to you, is “F A M E”

You fuck your way up the ladder Going down on your way to the top Do your arms ever tire? Or do they heal while you climb with your mouth?  

Delete Everything Sever the yearning / you can keep the fucking ring Delete Everything You can keep the fucking ring

Nothing left to repair.

Voices Voices in my head again Trapped in a war inside my own skin They’re pulling me under.

I’ve swallowed myself but the fever remains I’m numb to the pleasure but still feel the pain       If I showed you my soul, would you cover your eyes? If I told you the truth, would you dare me to lie?  

I keep it all inside because I know that man is every thing but kind

Voices in my head again Beating me in a war I can’t win   I can hear them now Trapped in a game inside my own skin And I don’t know myself anymore They’re pulling me under Voices

As I walk through this valley of shadows and death I curse not the “wicked”, I praise not the “blessed” If I told you the truth, you’d beg me to change If fear were a currency, you’d own the bank

I don’t want to live so calloused and frozen / ugly and hopeless I don’t want to live forever, I just want to live right now You can’t take me from me

I keep it all inside because I know that man is everything but kind

LOUD (Fuck It) You gotta be loud / You gotta be rude / so the world can hear you You gotta be crass / You gotta be cold / it’s everything we know Turn it up turn it up now

Another day, a double shot of hate Drink it up like gasoline Underpaid, you graduate, to build somebody else’s dream

With a noose as a tie… do you fantasize of a much different life?   The fix for who they want you to be / directly streamed to your TV

And when they turn their backs on you…

You gotta be loud / You gotta be rude / so the world can hear you You gotta be crass / You gotta be cold / it’s everything we know Turn it up turn it up now Loud / Rude / When nobody hears you You gotta stand up / You gotta commit Say “Fuck It”, make the best of it

A broken home you’re trying to mend You’ve got one day left to pay the rent We’re not sure, but we believe in the lie… that it’ll all be fine, when we die

It’s so easy to grant the mirror power to control what you want to erase                       Don’t become another victim / “Put a smile on that face”

You gotta be loud / You gotta be rude / so the world can hear you You gotta be crass / You gotta be cold / it’s everything we know Turn it up turn it up now Loud / Rude / When nobody hears you You gotta stand up / You gotta commit Say “Fuck It”, make the best of it

The money’s in the treatment, baby, not in the cure So they fuel your pain with fear and shame and then hand you a brochure The money’s in the treatment, baby, not in the cure So they build you up to watch you fall and then beg for an encore

What are you waiting for?

570 Burn it down / brick by brick / Made in 2006 Lost and found / losing grip /  I needed this Question me not, for I gave up everything Forget me not, cause I’ve not forgotten what this means

Strip me down, tear me apart, you’ll find one theme left No sign of stopping till my veins rust Strip me down, tear me apart, you’ll find one thing left I fucking know where I came from

..And nothing can replace those lessons learned as I stood with my brothers on the side of the road No longer haunted by the skeletons No longer haunted by the past

For so long, it’s all i’ve known I’m crossing over the undertow For so long, no one was listening Determined to make their deaf ears ring

Miles repeat / my worst enemy… is me. But then four soon became six… to shatter the canvas Handed nothing / loss pulling the strings Outlived the dead trends / united by distance

I’ve been to hell and back, with no promise of return So I made friends with fire, to keep from getting burned No money, no sleep. dedication 10 years on the road this is sacred And when i’m facing a wall, I do not quit …Cause if you mean it, you will make it.

Pulled apart in a world so demanding I’m still here, still standing I’ve sweat blood from Stockholm to Scranton Still here, still standing.

You can always rinse the surface, but the stain will remain

For so long, it’s all i’ve known I’m crossing over the undertow For so long no one was listening I did my time 

You live / you learn / you defy the terms, but this house will be my home Beguiled / betrayed / it’s the price we pay, as trust will be our tomb

If you mean it, you’ll make it.

Hourglass I’ve watched the whole world drowning in chemicals Dissociative / but it takes it’s toll Can I surpass time, or would I start to rust? Depreciating / collecting dust

And I fear myself as I fall away   In a cold deluded sense of fate When the nightmares come, and the doubt sets in Will the fever break, or will I burn from within?  

It’s too late to feel, I’ve lost my breath With the hands of time around my neck Am I more than the pen that wrote the past? Or am I just the sand enslaved by the Hourglass?

Will I live again, or will I fade to black?     Dehumanizing / when the heart attacks       Will I expire before my dreams unfold? But if the futures so bright, the path should glow

As the walls melt and the light fades I’m letting quicksand take me

If you look beyond the blindfold You’ll find the hole in my soul One fear, one mind, no hope, no time If you look beyond the blindfold You’ll find the hole in my soul

I’m on the edge of my seat Holding out for a sign Trying to rewrite the storyline

It’s too late to feel, I’ve lost my breath With the hands of time around my neck Am I more than the pen that wrote the past Or am I just the sand encased in the Hourglass?

Fear is not my fate

Eternally Yours Blow the bridge to the past / wipe the fingerprints Melt your heart encased in wax / steal it with a kiss Our fate engraved / scar enslaved / as we mutually destruct Repose, my love, i’ve sinned enough for the both of us

In the name of love….. I’m ready to bury all of my bones I’m ready to lie but say I won’t So tell me your secrets / and join me in pieces To rot in this garden made of stones Eternally yours

I feed like you taught me and selflessly swallow We coalesce in darkness, so selfishly hollow Examine the wreckage / writhing in tempo Invisible anguish casting a shadow  

and in the name of love…

I’m ready to bury all of my bones I’m ready to lie but say I won’t So tell me your secrets / and join me in pieces To rot in this garden made of stones Eternally yours

As we rest in pieces, though I know not your name I would suffer forever to absolve all your pain

And in the name of love

I’m ready to bury all of my bones I’m ready to lie but say I won’t So tell me your secrets / and join me in pieces To rot in this garden made of stones Eternally yours

I’m ready to bleed to make amends And sleep in this dirt we call our bed So tell me your secrets / and join me in pieces To fall and rewrite the bitter end Eternally yours

met when they were young boys studying in rome and continued to be bffs until cicero died

constantly wrote letters to each other; cicero’s letters alone fill 16 books

their letters are full of references to each other’s families; for example, cicero stuck little messages from his family into his letters, and in one he says that atticus needs to bring his daughter over because his daughter tullia wants to have a playdate  

cicero was always pestering atticus to write more letters to him or come visit him and it’s really cute

cicero also loves to tell atticus how much he’s pining for him when atticus is away

atticus was cicero’s emotional support, and when cicero was depressed he would talk in their letters about how atticus was the one thing keeping him alive

Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS

Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy singing “I Don’t Care” on Monumentour.