My Eager Eyes
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Post by My Eager Eyes on Mar 3, 2006 23:59:00 GMT -5
hmm..new fav. Ooh, yeah! You can fill my cup, You can fill my bowl, This train is ready to roll, Your eyes of fire, Have stole my soul, Still coming back for more, You are the lock, I am the key, Climb up my lemon tree, You are the one, You're on your knees, You are my little queen, You know just what I mean, Climb up my lemon tree [Chorus] Make me scream, All night, all night long, Gonna get extreme, All night, all night long, Make me scream, All night, all night long, Gonna get obscene, All night, All night long, All night, All night long Pretty baby in the back of my car, Look now, you've gone too far, Have a slice of my lemon pie, One more will get you high You wanna know, You wanna see, How much you can squeeze, You are the one, You are a tease, You love my demon seed, You know just what I mean, Climb up my lemon tree [Chorus] Suck it! You took me in the wild, No one around for miles, You ain't too proud to beg, Juice runnin' down my leg, I want a chick who makes me feel, Hmm, closer dear, I want you to be free, I want you lovin' me, I want to hear you scream, I want you just like me ^ (Scream - Billy Idol)
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Post by Slipper Eater on Mar 4, 2006 17:44:56 GMT -5
SoCo//Konstantine. I can't imagine all the people that you know And the places that you go When the lights are turned down low And I don't understand All the things you've seen But I'm slipping in between You and your big... dreams It's always you and my big dreams And you tell me That it's over But i can't stand here in a patch of four leaf clover And your restless And I'm naked You've got to get out You can't stand to see me shaking No, could you let me go I didn't think so And you don't want to be here in the future So you say The present's just a pleasant Interruption to the past And you don't want to look much closer 'Cause you're afraid to find out all the hope That you had sent into the sky by now had... crashed And it did because of me And then you bring me home Afraid to find out that you're alone, no And I'm sleeping in your living room But we don't have much room To live And I had dreams that i would learn to play guitar Maybe cross the country Become a rockstar And there was hope in me That I could take you there But dammit you're so young But I don't think I care And if I hurt you then i'm sorry Please don't think that this was easy And then you bring me home 'Cause we both know what its like to be alone, no And I'm dreaming in your living room But we don't have much room To live Konstantine came walking down the stairs Doesn't she look good Standing in her underwear? And i've been thinking, and i've thinking, no But she's been drinking And it doesn't get me anywhere My Konstantine came walking down the stairs And all that I could do Was touch her long blond hair And I was thinking, what I was thining ya know We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere This is because I can spell konfusion with a K It's hard to like it It's to dying in anothers arms And why i had to try it It's to jimmy eat world And those nights in my car But this time i'm alone, and i don't see those stars I'm not your star? Isn't that what you said What you thought this song meant You thought this song meant And if this is what it takes Just to lie in my mistakes And live with what I did to you And all the things i put you through I always catch the clock it's 11:11 And now you want to talk It's not hard to dream You'll always be my Konstantine They'll never hurt you like I do No, They'll never hurt you like I do No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No This is to a girl who got into my head With all these pretty things she did Hey Baby, You know that you keep me up in bed It's to a girl who got into my head With all the ed up things I did Hey maybe baby, you could keep me up in bed My Konstantine Spin around me like a dream We played out on this movie screen And I said, Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you Did you know I miss you God, I miss you And then you bring me home And we'll go to sleep but this time not alone, no no, And you'll kiss me in your living room, oh And you see, no, that i've been missing in my Living room Cause this is what i miss, what i miss We don't have much room I said, does anybody need that room? Because we all need a little more room To live My Konstantine (9:36 minutes of emo bliss.)
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My Eager Eyes
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Post by My Eager Eyes on Mar 4, 2006 17:51:33 GMT -5
Another new favorite.. Brand New Colony - The Postal Service
I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit like a perfect gentleman. I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick where you will sit and contemplate your day.
I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning in an open tab when your judgement's on the brink. I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as you're lying there, drifting off to sleep... drifting off to sleep... I'll be your platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you: you won't have to strain to look into my eyes. I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat with the collar up so you won't catch a cold.
I want to take you far from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth. We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand new colony. Where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names. Identities erased. The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare feet in this brand new colony. Brand new colony...
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Post by Samurai Slayer on Mar 19, 2006 0:01:33 GMT -5
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Heroes in a half-shell - Turtle Power
They’re the world’s most fearsome fighting teens (we're really hip) They’re heroes in a half shell and they’re green, (hey! get a grip!) When the evil Shredder attacks, These turtles boys don't cut him no slack.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Splinter taught them to be ninja teens (he's a radical rat) Leonardo leads, Donatello does machines (that's a fact chap) Raphael is cool but crude, (gimme' a break) Michaelangelo is a party dude (Hurray!!)
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Heroes in a half shell, Turtle power!
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My Eager Eyes
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Post by My Eager Eyes on Mar 19, 2006 0:23:51 GMT -5
Man Or Animal - Audioslave ;D
You give me a heart attack You look like the summertime You call me an artifact But I'll save that for another time I could be rich or poor I don't need anymore
Keep your love inside the kitchen You can feed me anything Leave the feathers on the chicken Peel the leather from your skin I could be young or old Sweet or sad, hot or cold
[Chorus] Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obedient- out of control
I will love you more than money I will breathe you in the smoke I will drink you in my honey Sweet and golden down my throat When you're right, when you're wrong Head is near, eyes are gone You can drown my appetite I will sip your tears at night You can tie me to a chair Skin and bones, I don't care I could be rich or poor I don't need anymore
[Chorus] Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obedient- out of control
Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obedient- out of control out of control
You give me a heart attack (x2) I will give you more than that (x2) You give me a heart attack (x2) I will give you more than that (x2)
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Post by gumby on Mar 29, 2006 22:15:42 GMT -5
The Used - IM A FAKE Small, simple, safe price Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals And I am not afraid to die I'm not afraid to bleed, and f*ck, and fight. I want the pain of payment What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted s Would you be my little cut? Would you be my thousand f*cks? And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart Love is not like anything Especially a friggin' knife Look at me, you can tell By the way I move and do my hair Do you think that it's me or it's not me? I don't even care I'm alive I don't smell I'm the cleanest I have ever been. I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry dry Just look at me, look at me now I'm a fake Just look at me, look at me now I'm a fake Do I drink? Do I date? I've got perfect placement all my ink Satisfied, in your eyes I'm the biggest fan I've got right now I made sure, that I look how I wanted to look The people around me, the people surround me I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry dry My stomach hurts now, and all tied off in lace I pray, I beg for anything, to hit me in the face and this sicknes isn't me, I pray to fall from grace The last thing I see is feeling And I'm telling you I'm a fake And I'm telling you I'm... hmm, sorry, the edit didnt catch some of those, if my lovely f bomb offends ya, sorry bout that
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Tat/Suo
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Post by Tat/Suo on Mar 31, 2006 15:16:22 GMT -5
Failure, Another Space Song (Apologises for teh caps)
THE SOLAR PANEL'S SHINING FACE IS SMILING BACK ON ME TWISTING OFF INTO THE SUN IT'S OKAY TO BE LONELY
ALL MY MISSIONS FLOAT AWAY I NEVER TRAINED TOO HARD I'M SO CAUGHT UP IN THE TREE OF STARS FALLING IN MY BACKYARD
SHE'LL ALWAYS BE WHAT I CAN'T FIND SHE'LL ALWAYS BE WHERE I BREAK DOWN SHE'LL ALWAYS HIDE BEHIND A STAR I'LL ALWAYS DREAM SHE CAN'T BE FAR
I'VE GOT NO HOUSTON TO WHINE DOWN TO I'VE GOT NO PROTOCOL GRAVITY'S SO FAR AWAY WRAPPED ON THAT SHRINKING BALL
I ECLIPSED MY MEMORIES SLEEPING INSIDE THIS POD PATIENT TIME WILL CARRY ME ON HER BACK WITHOUT A SIGH
AND I WON'T LET HER DOWN MY SOUL IS CELESTIAL-BOUND AND IF I'M NEVER FOUND SHE'LL ALWAYS BE
That song actually haunts me. =\
Honourable verse/quotes: A Love So Pure: Always did it on my own then one day I realized I was blind,, nothing I could do on my own Turn, we have found a way to see, look up... feel the Almighty Take control as we gaze into your eyes We're just the tool you use to bring this world to you Oh, Lord, how we love you With your grace, take away the hurt and the bruises inside, reach down let your glory reside The cross carried for all of us, paint the image in my mind
And Pro Catastrophe: it's got action, violence rape is there too starvation-- whole nations and it's all for me and you it's got everything you wanted this admission is free there's only one catch-- it's compulsory.
Yay lyrics!
T-
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Post by gumby on Mar 31, 2006 19:44:42 GMT -5
"burn the sun, burn the light, take take take take it away, take my hand, take my life. Take take take take it away".... Love the lyrics to Take It Away by the Used but im too lazy to look it up.
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Post by Slipper Eater on Mar 31, 2006 21:05:37 GMT -5
Hot cross:
A blessed hand to cover the cursed mouth born of faith when tiptoeing around flights of fancy informs sonic acrobatics. An esoteric words for what never held true; a complicated rite forcing an answer through. These are prayers for a sense left for dead or an elegy on the end of a life I once led. Learning that we inhabit a bedtime story, prophets whisper to fools. Footbound and adrift and losing a game for which we've written the rules. Rip my heart to pieces. Scatter them all to the wind. And it's an ironic twist of fate, this bit of hypocritical fare, when we're taught to look passed the suitable answers, watch them dissolve and not even care.
-- Requiescat.
Saetia:
Petals blown from closed hands, by quiet breath Reason defies us, beauty carries us, recognition makes us Every thread well placed, every aperture leaks Dream of becoming the eye, that helps realise we cannot carry that which we cannot accquire Oh we have lost what we longed for The feeling in my arms, my embrace, that which you have dropped This chasm is complete, beneath this
Touch me deeply as you once had, and I will not soon forget it We speak in riddles to deny the past, to love the present, to prepare the future Beyond that which was before us, I have seen an old glimmer It's starry eyes for empty skies, I tell you A shudder so hard to find, a dead embrace so hard to maintain I sweat pictures, words hours of days gone, once buried, and the corpses now warm to the touch...
I am the horizon. I have dreamed of tracing rings around this world. my arms are stretched to forever. My fingers shake with the fear of control. The fear I know you all know so well. We all lay claim to our destinies. Yet we all rise and fall with the current.
--Postlapsaria. <33
You & I:
i'd like to smash the hands that held you down and gave you pain and erase the images that have no place in your head. fly that kite so high. let go of the string. cast the blame where it belongs. they let you fight this battle with arms tied. they left you to find the answers with blind eyes. i'll watch you sleep tonight. as you tremble and dreams are cascading. it's not statistics they group us in. don't redeem your faith so quickly in what they told you was right. i'd die to protect you. take back your night. now she reaches for something as the pain of violation sets in. what they gave you was nothing and what you kept was silence. please don't be silent anymore. you'll be stronger someday. you'll be taller someday.
-Tell me about your childhood.
I scream aloud into the wind, but my words won't fly. I hear the water pouring loud now, the sound is painful. our hands hang over the edge, dripping wonderfully, like hearts on paper, buy my pen has run out, my heart is bleeding because i tried. I cried your name but You don't hear me. I'm tired of standing alone, my throat is bleeding just like just like that person who never saw any of the good I did, and just dwelt on the bad. I'll give you something to remember, my life, cold ceramic on my back, the warm water feels like an ocean of happiness up to my clean shaven face, our hands hang over the edge dripping wonderfully, like our hearts on paper. my record is broken, you wanted this. I'll give you something to remember.
--Something to remember.
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Post by My Eager Eyes on Apr 1, 2006 10:05:56 GMT -5
It has to be said.. Antarctica - The bled
The rain begins. the tide it pulls. and it drags me down. keep rolling in. alone you float. she wont let go. and it spins you out. keep rolling in. underneath a web of satellites. concrete structures puncture holes in the sky. nothing lives here and no one comes here anymore. redesign me. I lost your grip. peeled apart by the owed. stick beside me on the road. redesign me. I Lost my grip. peeled apart by the owed. stick beside me on the road. she winks and glows. If I could run from this I swear I would take you with me. But this place has got the best of us again. and it wont just go away. we're driving in with our hearts halfmast and there's nothing left to say. redesign me. I lost my grip. peeled apart by the owed. stick beside me on the road. redesign me. I lost my grip. peeled apart by the owed.
Sounds about 1000x better, but thats true for any song. Oh, and..
My assassin - The Bled
The sky blistered red, shot's ring overhead. I'm scaling walls that the soldiers built to muffle out your screams. The message was dislocated, misconveyed, incinerated. In the wake of war, just listen for the flood. The arthritis in us all is choking me out. It's killing me. Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood. Collapse. This is our last chance. There's no time for relapse. Just listen for the flood. If not us, can I just save you? Can't you hear the bombs are calling all our old habits their own. A sniper patiently awaiting me in every catacomb. Are you scared girl? Won't you be my assassin? Hunted down for the last time and carried you home. The arthritis in us all is choking me out. It's killing me. Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood. Collapse. This is our last chance. There's no time for relapse. Just listen for the flood. If not us, can I just save you? Bring on the love 'cause here comes the flood. Bring on the love 'cause here comes the flood. We must have been seduced by the calm of the isle as we tied our wrists, our wrists too tight in the shallow. Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood. Collapse. This is our last chance. There's no time for relapse now. Just listen for the flood.
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Post by Slipper Eater on Apr 3, 2006 6:12:32 GMT -5
Circle takes the square// Non-Objective Portrait Of Karma-- Ignorance is bliss no wise woman's failed to mention and surely some koan suggests 'neglect leads to perfection' but the more I turn my face from the crowd the more I feel my backs' increasingly compelled for the sake of escape, to turn a knife on itself, a knife of relief, from all the petty insight and finally I'll sleep, I'll sleep through the night. Bored as with this street corner-cover. study of a face in a figure. surveying this language as a game surveilence of this language as the plague. the dimension of persistence condemns. This portrait of karma, crafted in accident text book seduction, minus the text in the language of ghosts and so we ran, like the wolves were biting, the inhibitions of their prey kept them from screaming "scratch my back and I will stab you in yours" so I chose to live this life alone, without the teeth marks but I predict, I'll have to sink my fangs in someone else's heart to heal my own. just a victim's split, one part for the wolves, one part for you. but I'll grow weary soon, weary of this fractal code, weary of this hallway lined with ghosts. just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to let them in their words will cause the sweetest fracture from a stone's throw just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to welcome them parasitic, viral critics, or lovers, like spirits mingling in the mist that we crafted, a starving jury, let them eat from our trembling hands. The heat for heat's sake, on this Barnard block of Congress deductively speaking, the polar of progress well maybe I put too much faith in the accident entranced, we danced toward the ripest display of escape let the starving ghosts feats, from this flesh, from these bones, let them all feast. In this chess game of language, forced to sit so I play all alone, watch the bathos drift forth like the petals from a wild crafted rose. In The Nervous Light Of Sunday Whispers invoke the artists of this tragically seemless, ill fated tapestry, blistered fingers are tending their loom. She collects the strands to braid into life. Logging the weft of an ageless, woven infinity, countless raw fibers are clawing the frame. A woman's work is never done, but the final stitch has got to come, and so three witches contend to slice the very last thread (that you curse, curse constantly) But nothing's immortal, and comfort is not guaranteed- a yearling who bears our sincere passions is chosen, frozen and quivering, like a thread in the wake of a blade. So we compromise, so we sacrifice. Compromise nothing, but that which secures a comfortable life, risk as the indication of a healing sacrifice. Destroy the altar whose boundaries tides will never exceed, ignite the pyres underneath a sedated mythology. Five decades his lifetime, and his life's work is just fading scratches in stone. She tends the numerals, counting fingers, counting her toes. Keeping track of the time racing, years wasting (dance to the sound of his weight bearing back breaking) infinite ages the length of this quilt's making. And we dance, we dance in the stronghold... That you curse, curse constantly, of the needle's sheen. Do you feel this thin strand resting in a pinch? That's the thread that you curse, curse constantly. An eternal patch on a quilt that hangs from a wall in a throw frought with our decay... From six states away, five years of guilt postmarked four days before my escape. All I ever asked was for a clean break. In the first nervous light of the day, collecting the novels whose scribes sought to keep me contained. My dad's favorite novel on top of the pile, in the self concious first light shake the memory of his smile, igniting these volumes, igniting these volumes I'm warmed by the flames. Alter the deafening earthen tones... In the nervous light, I dance in the nervous light and I'm warmed by the flames. Dance to the sound of his weight bearing back ing breaking. Alter the pitch of his weight bearing back breaking, dictate the pitch of his weight bearing back breaking, Alter the tone of your weight bearing back breaking, we can mend all the seams that were torn during our backs slowly breaking. In the nervous light...
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Post by Tat/Suo on Apr 3, 2006 8:22:37 GMT -5
A Perfect Circle - The Noose So glad to see you have overcome them. Completely silent now With heaven's help You cast your demons out And not to pull your halo down Around your neck and tug you off your cloud But I'm more than just a little curious How you're planning to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead
Recall the deeds as if They're all someone else's Atrocious stories Now you stand reborn before us all So glad to see you well
And not to pull your halo down Around your neck and tug you to the ground But I'm more than just a little curious How you're planning to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead
With your halo slipping down Your halo slipping Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down [repeated]
Your halo slipping down to choke you now
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One of the songs thats getting played at my funeral.
T-
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A generation standing with anger in their eyes...
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Post by Kained But Able on May 21, 2006 6:10:15 GMT -5
Anti-Flag - The Press Corpse
The (Downing Street) memo says...
...We gotta work to make the facts fit the false charges Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice Roll the propaganda out using The People's Voice
We don't want to talk about it...
The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke Then shoot it round the country like an April Fools joke Hype the nation for a Desert Storm love affair Wave the stars and stripes like you just don't care!
They talk it up all day, talk it up all night Talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue! But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day We find the picture still askew
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it They want tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and mindlessly salute They don't want to talk about it They want tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and cowardly salute
And on the TV screen... ...Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day Was it WMDs? Or Democracy? Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA The White House Press Corpse only has one thing to say...
"We don't want to talk about it!"
The White House boils over, "Al Jazeera got it wrong!" The Press Corpse jumps onboard singing the White House song While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it They want tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and mindlessly salute They don't want to talk about it They want tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Fires fueled on endless lies Black shrouds coat desert skies A nation's viewpoint blurred and led As embeds report what they're fed
We don't want to talk about it... We don't want to talk about it... We don't want to talk about it... We don't want to talk about it...
(We don't want to talk about it...) We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk about it (We don't want to...) We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it They wanna tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and cowardly salute They don't want to talk about it They wanna tiptoe, walk around it Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Captain Everything! - The One Minute Love Song
Its alright, i'll understand, if you dont want me to hold your hand.
It's ok, and its alright, just as long as you stay here tonight.
Well its ok, coz I dont care anymore, and its alright, I dont need you anymore.
Been with you, seen with you, been without you all these years, but i know, you've gotta leave me behind.
Well its ok, coz I dont care anymore, and its alright, I dont need you anymore.
Been with you, seen with you, been without you all these years, but i know, I gotta leave you behind.
Hundred Reasons - Lullaby
Heart bleeds for now its temporary Alone for now you embrace is waiting Playing down was just an act, should have opened up before To you I've given all my love just wish I could give more
You always look at me and stare, I am not here to save you from it all, Well, why is it you always have to stare? It does not mean I will not ever fall.
Heart bleeds for now, still temporary Life time with you is all I could wish for It's like I've waited my whole life to live my memories with you I would not trade a single thing Like you I want it all
You always look at me and stare I am not here to save you from it all Well why it is you always have to stare It does not mean I will not ever fall.
I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper... I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper now dance in my hand. I caught me a whisper...
You always look at me and stare, I am not here to save you from it all, Well, why is it you always have to stare? It does not mean I will not ever fall.
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Post by Slipper Eater on May 21, 2006 11:18:53 GMT -5
Alive out of habit//FATA.
In you I see further. Can it last forever? Identify your patients, XY configurations Words are lost in your eyes. One thought inside my heart. Drop addicts in the mixture, falcons have blown the fixture Think of me as days pass us by. Shards of glass Skies of gold Steal my breath Blood runs cold Violet waves Oceans blue All my love Lost in you In you I see further. Can it last forever? Sinkhole that we would frequent, White heels safe from extinction Words are lost in your eyes. One thought inside my heart. I said that I don't need you, but I'm a liar, I swear I do, I do Strip away Vanity I do Just as you Consume me I do Broken smile Starless sky I do Save it all Say goodbye You're out in left field, and lacking interest You fight the boredom but it makes no difference Your mental health kid, that's what's in question Keep acting obscure, we'll keep them guessing The moment ideas are conceived, They'll be out of touch, obsolete, They're faking champions hand picked, And all the fights have been fixed, You wake to suffer through the day, Trade a dream for the pay, Well here's the fact I hope it sticks, You're just alive out of habit Shards of glass Skies of gold Steal my breath Blood runs cold Violet waves Oceans blue All my love Lost in you Strip away Part of me Just as you consume me Broken smile Starless sky End it all Say good-bye. Think of me as I say good-bye.
This song means WAY too much to me.
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Post by lulu on May 21, 2006 14:03:30 GMT -5
"Touch it- bring it -babe- watch it - turn it - leave it - stop - format it" -> repeat 16x
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Muad'dib
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Kwizatz Haderach
There exists no separation between gods and men; one blends softly casual into the other.
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Post by Muad'dib on Jun 2, 2006 6:19:56 GMT -5
The lyrics of Bob Dylan - Blowin in the wind.
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Post by Justice on Jul 1, 2006 5:49:50 GMT -5
Slipknot- (sic) Break Pick Up The Pace! Enemy, show me what you wanna be. I can handle anything even if i can't handle you. Readily, either way it better be. Don't you ing pity me. Get up, get off. What the hell i'm saying i dont know about malevolent. Sure as hell decadent. I want someoneto step up step off. Walls, let me fall, f*** you all. Get a grip, don't let me slip 'till i drop the ball. F*** this sh**, I'm sick of it. You're going down this is a war. F*** IT. Who the F*** am I to criticize your twisted state of mind. You're leaving me suspect.. I'm leaving you grotesque. Feels like a burn from which you never learn. Cause effect you jealous . Press your face against the glass, SUFFER. F*** this sh**, I'm sick of it. You're going down this is a war. GO. I’ve just begun. It’s about that time, I've gotta get mine. I’ve just begun. It’s about that time, I've gotta get mine. I’ve just begun. It’s about that time, I've gotta get mine I’ve just begun. It’s about that time, I'VE GOTTA GET MINE! You can't kill me, cause I'm already inside you. You can't kill me, cause I'm already inside you. You can't kill me, cause I'm already inside you. You can't kill me, cause I'm already inside you. SICK-SICK-SICK-SICK.
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Post by Osama Bin Laden on Jul 2, 2006 13:50:45 GMT -5
Cold - When Angels Fly Away
"I'll make a soldiers decision to fly away Load my gun, paint my face, call me misery I can see the sky light up and the ground explode Got my sights locked down I can see you breathe Then I watched you fall and somebody scream Its the saddest thing when angels fly away
I cant be home tonight, I'll make it back its alright No one could ever love me half as good as you
Got a badge for my scars just the other day Wore it proud for the sake of my sanity I could see the flames burn bright from the winding road Like a haunting page from our history Watched a young girl cry and her mother scream Its the saddest thing when angels fly away
I cant be home tonight, I'll make it back its alright No one could ever love me half as good as you
You cant be strong tonight, love makes you sad its alright No one could ever worry half as good as you
Half as good as you
I cant be home tonight, I'll make it back its alright No one could ever love me half as good as you
You cant be strong tonight, love makes you sad its alright No one could ever worry half as good as you"
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Gold_skywalker
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Post by Gold_skywalker on Jul 6, 2006 23:05:34 GMT -5
ARTIST: Nena TITLE: 99 Luftballons Lyrics and Chords
Hast du etwas Zeit für mich Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich Von neunundneunzig Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich Singe ich ein Lied für dich Von neunundneunzig Luftballons Und daß so was von sowas kommt
Neunundneunzig Luftballons Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont Hielt Man für Ufos aus dem All Darum schickte ein General 'Ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher Alarm zu geben, wenn's so wär Dabei war'n da am Horizont Nur neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Düsenflieger Jeder war ein großer Krieger Hielten sich für Captain Kirk Das gab ein großes Feuerwerk Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht Dabei schoß man am Horizont Auf neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister Hielten sich für schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette Beute Riefen "Krieg!" und wollten Macht Mann, wer hätte das gedacht Daß es einmal so weit kommt Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Jahre Krieg Ließen keinen Platz für Sieger Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr Und auch keine Düsenflieger Heute zieh' ich meine Runden Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden Denk' an dich und laß' ihn fliegen
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Post by Slipper Eater on Jul 7, 2006 19:42:32 GMT -5
Jerome's dream: It's More Like a Message to You..:
and these sleepless nights. tossing and turning. the second most important part of me is untouchable. we had one night and not enough time. we all make mistakes. there's nothing i can do. it's just a part of life. welcome to my life. this is me.
Just Down The Hall From Room 526:
i miss you when you say goodbye. i miss you more when you don't. the stare is on my back. i'm getting smaller or larger. it all depends on where you stand.
You&I:
Absence:
Maybe she would come to me with arms outstretched and wings spread wide, blood covered arms they choke. I cannot breathe those thoughts, time lapse face down, the sky's tears fell, toward the inviting wings of our hearts, the sky's tears fell toward our hearts, I hear them silently sleeping, up and down wrists so i'm blind, find myself alone in your arms to drown my tears. I wrapped myself in a blanket of tears, but still i cannot sleep, cover me, give me love, give me passion, give me love, i have waited so long, so long, my hands have closed their eyes.( I'll try to take it the best that i know how) as thiers have closed mine ( I'll try to take it and help from falling apart) savored ( You were the sunshine that burned when dreaming failed) to watch him fall ( you said I love you when we burned so bright) I drown, i wish, and so i drown, cry my own still unfelt find myself, I wish i was, i wish i was them, but still i cannot, trapped inside, sleep upon those beds, give me passion, fill me with love, i have waited so long, so long.
Someday I'll Say Goodbye:
She spoke to me in a soft voice, offering words and images of extreme beauty, warm hands gripped my heart, blood covered lips they whispered, and assured me that all we have left is just you and I. (this song done with acoustic guitar and piano) ..quote from Basketball Diaries.." You're growing up, the rain sort of remains on the branches of a tree that will someday rule the earth, that's good that there's rain, it clears the month of your sorry rainbow expressions, and it clears the streets of the silent armies, so we can dance.."
City of caterpillar:
The Ghosts Of Shadows Passing In City Streets:
I can hear her footsteps beating closer. This may be my only chance. In a shadow of doubt I doubt our shadows kissed in dance. Without lips or eyes to open or close my hand felt your heart along the cracked pavement. Ghosts go unnoticed I suppose. And I've unstitched the seams it seems this is the final farewell. I've locked myself up. Up in a room. Where willows weep. And you know every time you leave it chokes to breathe. Into a chest the blackest of blue. Where the ravens rest. Waiting to pick. Pick my heart apart. They diagnosed schizophrenia. But I know it's hypothermia. Cause this coffin's too cold without you near. To be alive's a crime when your heart's died.
Cheesy emoviolence.
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Post by Justice on Jul 7, 2006 19:44:22 GMT -5
Very cheesy emoviolence
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Post by Slipper Eater on Jul 7, 2006 19:53:14 GMT -5
Most metal is cheesier, just replace heart with broadsword. Seriously! Nothing is cheesy about the vocals though. Hot cross: Patience and Prudence: These are new days with old stories So let's wash the same denial in similar patterns Because the emotions have become mere background noise Please take the apple from your eye We're blinded by desire Hey, when were you this tall? Memory serves us not at all "To understand me, you'll have to swallow a world." Or maybe your words. Either way we're up to no good, rewriting our lives way more than we should, And only loving each other cause we've never been sure that we could You can't control our hearts. You can't console a heart that's impossible to touch and as such I've thrown out regret, yet may have thought about it a little too much You find that setting standards is less like revision and more like preparation So much like what we've heard and what we've seen. So far from what we want and what we mean.
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Post by Gold_skywalker on Jul 8, 2006 5:31:19 GMT -5
But Nena is a Godess AND Cheese, so she wins.
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Post by Kained But Able on Jul 8, 2006 6:49:53 GMT -5
Sonic Boom Six - Blood For Oil Come on down! You are the next contestant Sorry to burst your bubble, it looks like Global trouble Beards WMD's and chemicals that cause disease, So step right up, we've got them all on Trading Blood for Oil Prepare for the thrills and spills they're calling Collateral damage The price of the life of an Iraqi, is less than Texas tea. A few of the population, for the prize of Global domination, Its Friday night so come on down the price is right. Its time to sit back and enjoy the show. Its new, full color and improved And this time we'll be liberating everything that moves!! 24/7 see it blow by blow Its new, don't let your morals spoil Another gripping episode of Trading Blood for Oil You can lead a horse to water but you'll never make it ask for proof The public believe anything that isn't founded on the truth I'll never die for my beliefs cos, hey I might be wrong But I'll be strong enough to take a stand today and say 'HEY!' Just because I'm brown it doesn't mean I fly around And dream of knocking buildings down They're living in your town (BOO!) Once you can believe in such utter absurdities You can commit atrocities You're ready, come on down!! Its time to sit back and enjoy the show. Its new, full color and improved And this time we'll be liberating everything that moves!! 24/7 see it blow by blow Its new, don't let your morals spoil Another gripping episode of Trading Blood for Oil the UN give us a year and we can play it again I'm talking about Trading blood for Oil Trading Blood for Oil T,R,A,D,I,N,G,B,L,O,O,D,F,O,R,O,I,L And are you ready for the sequel??? Just roll up, roll up We neglect to mention, America's Samanitary intervention In the Congo, Chile and Nicuragua And now a word from our Sponser. Its time to sit back and enjoy the show. Its new, full color and improved And this time we'll be liberating everything that moves!! 24/7 see it blow by blow It's new, don't let your morals spoil Another gripping episode of Trading Blood for Oil the UN give us a year and we can play it again I'm talking about Trading blood for Oil We know the score, why our brothers gotta die in a war It's dollar dollar bill y'all the UN give us a year and we can play it again I'm talking about Trading blood for Oil Trading Blood for oil THEY TRADED BLOOD FOR OIL
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Post by Gold_skywalker on Jul 8, 2006 18:19:50 GMT -5
I'll reiterate my TES statement: Where's a panzerkampfwagon V when you need one?
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