melchior1
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"This is my blessing, my curse."
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Post by melchior1 on Jan 9, 2007 11:10:53 GMT -5
Be Yourself-Audioslave Someone falls to pieces Sleepin all alone Someone kills the pain Spinning in the silence To finally drift away Someone gets excited In a chapel yard Catches a bouquet Another lays a dozen White roses on a grave
To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do
Someone finds salvation in everyone And another only fame Someone tries to hide himself Down inside their selfish brain Someone swears his true love Untill the end of time Another runs away Separate or united? Healthy or insane?
To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do
And even when you've paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up With every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck don't lose any sleep tonight I'm sure everything will end up alright
You may win or lose
But to be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do I love this song
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Jan 9, 2007 11:52:11 GMT -5
Underoath - Cries Of The Past
It happened all so fast, heavy with sleep, my eyes closed... The next thing I remember was crawling out from the car, And seeing you lying there Holding your head, kissing you for the last time The taste of blood on my lips... Your clothes torn apart, perfumed with gas It seems like it was yesterday when the rain poured down I can still hear your screams as if it was happening all over again
Saturday, December 4th: That night would become a grave, That would crush my heart Joy and laughter exchanged for grief, and silence. Searching for so long to find you, And the moment I did, you were ripped from me... Laying here on this empty shelf never to be read again In these pages lies every memory of you The wind blew your heart over my eyes, And I slept for days praying not to awake, But these dreams can only last so long. Facing the day looking through these tears I'll always look back and remember that night... (... ? ...)
Looking over that casket, seeing your face.. Times of past rushing by.. Touching your cold hand, wishing it would touch me back You look so pretty lying there, just like the first day we met
It feels so real; like old times, but it's nothing, it's nothing...
I can taste the stale air on my tongue. And death lights up the sky. Hope finds itself it and it ends, stopping at my thoughts Pictures of you help bring back the tears
Walking in the present, but living in the past How much longer will I embrace sorrow?
From the moment that you entered my life My whole outlook on love would change
You brought out a happiness I didn't even know I had, And now you've gone, leaving without a goodbye...
THAT GLASS HEART THAT RESTED IN MY CHEST HAS FALLEN AND SHATTERED
Here on, Lord, is the remains of a broken heart For I have faith you can give me joy and life again
Death has fallen, but love covers me Heaven is now home to my angel of love
Wierd that a religion hater likes that song eh?
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Post by Osama Bin Laden on Jan 9, 2007 19:13:00 GMT -5
Lose Control by Evanescence
You don't remember my name I don't really care can we play the game your way? can I really lose control?
just once in my life I think it'd be nice just to lose control- just once with all the pretty flowers in the dust
Mary had a lamb his eyes black as coals if we play very quiet, my lamb Mary never has to know
just once in my life I think it'd be nice just to lose control- just once
if I cut you down to a thing I can use I fear there will be nothing good left of you
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Jan 14, 2007 13:06:11 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Cradle of Filth - Suicide And Other Comforts[/glow]
I pace, alone In a place for the dead Overcome by woe And here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven
Oh sweet Mary, Dressed in grief Roll back the stone
With these words scrawled in a severed hand Tears fall like shards of glass that band In rivers, like sinners Swept with me to join the damned
A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
So farewell to distant thunder Those inept stars I've worshipped under Fall father, their Father Lies in wait in flames below Whilst my love, a blood red flower Calls to me from verdant bowers Graveside, I cry Please save me from this Hell I know
A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My faith is lost to the burning of idols One less cross to press upon the survival Of this lorded agony
And I, (much as I have tried To bury Her from mind, Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...) Still sense Her presence so divine Lithe arms about my throat Like pining swans entwined Footfalls at nightfall close to mine
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars See Her face in every natural feature Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever... With glee deceiving me
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her Sirensong to sing along, no finer Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor Strike a chord with misery
No light nor reef No unsinkable of romance keeps me Safely from the stormy seas Now drowning, resounding Death-knells pound my dreams Unthinkable to dredge through this Listless and lonely winter frieze
A darken sky This day hereafter dies Falls swiftly into night And stays within my sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
No more a victim of a crusade Where souls are strung from a moral palisade I slit my wrists and quickly slip away... I journey now on jewelled sands Beneath a moon to Summerlands To grace Her lips with contraband The blaze once in my veins
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iGuess
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Post by iGuess on Feb 2, 2007 19:30:04 GMT -5
Happy Birthday...so make a wish
Verse 1: Please accept my apologies, wonder what would have been Would you've been a little angel or an angel of sin? Tom-boy running around, hanging with all the guys. Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes? I payed for the murder before they determined the sex Choosing our life over your life meant your death And you never got'a chance to even open your eyes Sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you faught for your life? Would you have been a little genius in love with math? Would you have played in your schoolclothes and made me mad? Would you have been a little rapper like your papa da Piper? Would you have made me quit smokin' by finding one of my lighters? I wonder about your skintone and shape of your nose? And the way you would have laughed and talked fast or slow? Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been Happy birthday...
Chorus: All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake!
Verse 2: I've got a millon excuses to why you died Bet the people got their own reasons for homicide Who's to say it woulda worked, and who's to say it wouldn't have? I was young and strugglin' but old enough to be your dad The fear of being my father has never disappeared Pondering frequently while I'm zippin' on my beer My vision of a family was artificial and fake So when it came time to create I made a mistake Now you've got a little brother maybe he's really you? Maybe you really forgave us knowin' we was confused? Maybe everytime that he smiles it's you proudly knowin' that your father's doin' the right thing now? I never tell a woman what to do with her body But if she don't love children then we can't party Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen Happy birthday, love you whoever you woulda been Happy birthday...
Chorus: All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (yeah, make a wish) Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake!
And from the heavens to the womb to the heavens again From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin Maybe one day we could meet face to face? In a place without time and space Happy birthday...
From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again From the endin' to the endin', never got to begin Maybe one day we could meet face to face? In a place without time and space Happy birthday...
Chorus: All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed (happy birthday) All I thought was a dream (make a wish) Was as real as it seemed
I made a mistake...!
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Feb 4, 2007 6:04:21 GMT -5
Rise Against - Injection
Do you spend your days counting the hours you're awake, And when night covers the sky you find yourself doing the same. It's a burden, you've been buried In spite of all your prayers, As a light turns off inside your heart, Can you remember what it's like to care?
Knees are weak, hands are shaking, I can't breathe...
[Chorus] So give me the drug, Keep me alive, Give me what's left of my life, But let me go. Pull this plug, Let me breathe, On my own I'm finally free, Don't let me go.
The trail of crumbs you left somehow got lost along the way, If you never meant to leave Then you only had to stay. But the memories that haunt us, Are cherished just the same, As the ones that bring us closer to the sky.
No matter how grey, yet I fall, through these clouds, reaching, screaming...
[Chorus]
This grip loosens but it never breaks (never breaks), We carry nothing but a name you will forsake. Your words are always there to break my fall (break my fall), And then I find the comfort, to see through it all. (Guide me through unchartered waters, Before we lose our way again. Will you be my compass, Until forever, until forever ends.)
Knees are weak, hands are shaking, I can't breathe...
So give me the drug, Keep me alive, Give me what's left of my life, Don't let me go. Pull this plug, Let me breathe, On my own I'm finally free, Don't let me go. Don't let me go. Don't let me go.
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Post by Osama Bin Laden on Feb 6, 2007 13:30:30 GMT -5
The Child - Lo Key [Chorus] she cannot eat, she cannot sleep, she cannot fight back, shes too weak. and in her head, the voices said, we want him dead, her eyes turn red. [/Chorus] she cant breath becuase shes trapped in her dads clutch, everyday feeling pain when she wakes up, another day washin blood off her sheets, where she lays, theres a stain where her legs meet. but it aint her fualt, she didnt choose this no food in her room, shes a toothpick, all the cool kids luagh at her bruised lips, crying everyday, and her brains gettin too sick Comin' home to an incest fest, fathers agression taken out on her young flesh, she cant run fast enough cuase hell catch her, and drag her, cuaght in the grasp of her captor. Her sanity fractured with the blink of her eye lid pulled at the seams by the dream that her minds in, she cries out for her god to save her, from the hell where shes held as her father rapes her. [Chorus] the beating are getting more and more frequent, and shes running out of teachers to speak with, and it seems the walls are closing in, frozen with fear, and the jabs in her abdomen. it started out like a stab or a sharp pain, then it progressed to agony all day, her emotions stripped untill all is gone, she was right, she was pregnent all along, her mind froze in the thought of having a kid, by her father, her heart was shattered within, the hurt is permanently with her, she can never escape, tryna figure out events that could lead to his hate, she just sits in the corner as she weeps in her arms, hopin' someone can take her from this bodily harm, she cries out for her god to save her, from the hell where shes held as her father rapes her. [Chorus] the sun sets and her minds in a black hole, shes still awake as she lays with a cracked soul, thoughts of suicide run through her fragile mind, as she heads to the bathroom for her fathers nine. as she peaks in she see's hes in a deep sleep, hands shaking with hate, her knees weak, she puts the gun to the side of his mouth, and pulled the trigger, blowing every part of it out, the blood sparts on the carpet hes missin a jaw, a redemption she blessed him for hitting it raw, hes screaming and pleading to leave him alone, but shes pleased with the fact she can see the bone. another shot rings out, and the blood sprays, the last sound he heard was what the gun made, and as his soul and carcass part, the darkness fades, and the love in her heart fades.
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Gold_skywalker
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Post by Gold_skywalker on Feb 6, 2007 15:38:43 GMT -5
Storming through the party like my name was El ninio When I'm handgun out drinking in the back of an El camino As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name. I trashed my own house party cause no body came.
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school Never going, ever showing up when we had to. attention that we crave don't tell us to behave, I'm sick of always hearing act your age.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Because you don't Know us at all we laugh when old people fall. But what would you expect with a conscience so small. Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised. Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and, Cutting people down is just a minor offence then, It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn. I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Don't count on me, to let you know when. Don't count on me, I'll do it again. Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing. Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat, Back packed and I don't give a about nothing. You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin. But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing. Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook, You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book. I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion. The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.
I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down.
Waste my time with them Casualty of society. Waste my time again, Victim of your conformity And back down.SUM 41!
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Post by crippknottick on Mar 15, 2007 0:23:09 GMT -5
Theeyyyy've got, a power and a force that you never seen before. Theeyyyy've got, the ability to morph and to even up the score. Noooooo one can ever take them down. The power lies on their sie-ei-ie-ei-ie-ide... Go go Power Rangers! Go go Power Rangers! Go go Power Rangers, you Mighty Morphin' Power Ra-an-angers!
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Mar 20, 2007 13:22:08 GMT -5
"I Hate Everything About You" - Three Days Grace
Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven’t missed you yet
Every roommate kept awake By every sigh and scream we make All the feelings that I get But I still don’t miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you Why do I love you I hate everything about you Why do I love you
Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven’t missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you Why do I love you I hate everything about you Why do I love you
Only when I stop to think About you, I know Only when you stop to think About me, do you know
I hate everything about you Why do I love you You hate everything about me Why do you love me
I hate You hate I hate You love me
I hate everything about you Why do I love you
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Post by starscream on Mar 21, 2007 21:26:56 GMT -5
Frozen - The Planet Smashers I was out late last night down by the railway station, Something caught my eye a man ripped in half holding his salvation. It was plain to see that if it wasn't for me, Nobody would've cared or known that this man had no home. But all I say is how can be this way, One more lost so many to go while I'm going to the stupid show. Vision still haunting me it's a good thing to be so free, Don't let them get to near, don't let them live around here. It's just a little bit insane! One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. Moms and dads, oh you must be glad, Why can't we see that all we need is a little bit of humanity? Revolution breathes, still families living in the streets. Don't let them get to near, don't let them live around here. It's just a little bit insane! One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. Back down by the railway station morning comes, but I'm long gone. The man lying by the side of the road, His toes are frozen, frozen from the cold. Don't let them get to near, don't let them live around here. It's just a little bit insane! One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters. One of these days all this crap will scatter and we will see what really matters.
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Post by Justice on Mar 22, 2007 3:52:27 GMT -5
"Demolition lovers" -My chemical romance
Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition too I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know just how much you mean to me And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full And I feel like there's nothing left to do But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it I'll let you know just how much you mean to me As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of everything I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade, and nights grow And we go cold
Until the end, until this pool of blood Until this, I mean this, I mean this Until the end of...
I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade, and nights grow And we go cold
But this time, we'll show them We'll show them all how much we mean As snow falls on desert sky Until the end of every...
All we are, all we are Is bullets I mean this [x4]
As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms Forever, forever Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning Forever, and ever Know how much I want to show you you're the only one Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever
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Post by crippknottick on Mar 27, 2007 0:11:04 GMT -5
Intro: You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, somethin new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys A big bow wow wow, cuz we gonna make it a little mystery here tonight, this is DJ Eazy Dick, on the station that slaps you across your fat , with a fat dick Verse One: Nate Dogg When I met you last night baby Before you opened up your gap I had respect for ya lady But now I take it all back Cause you gave me all your pussy And ya even licked my balls Leave your number on the cabinet And I promise baby, I'll give ya a call Next time I'm feelin kinda horny You can come on over, and I'll break you off And if you can't , that day, baby Just lay back, and open your mouth Cause I have never met a girl That I love in the whole wide world Verse Two: Kurupt Well, if Kurupt gave a about a I'd always be broke I'd never have no motherfuckin indo to smoke I gets loced and looney, you can't Do Me Do we like BBD, you hoochie groupie? I have no love for hoes That's somethin I learned in the pound so how the am I supposed to pay this hoe, just to lay this hoe I know the pussy's mine, I'ma a couple more times And then I'm through with it, there's nothing else to do with it Pass it to the homie, now you hit it Cause she ain't nuthin but a to me And y'all know, that es ain't to me i gives a , why don't y'all pay attention Approach it with a different proposition, I'm Kurupt Hoe you'll never be my only one, trick beeeitch! Chorus: (repeat 4X) It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg Guess who back in the motherfuckin house With a fat dick for your motherfuckin mouth Hoes recognize, big penis'd people do too Cuz when es get scandolous and pull a voodoo What you gon do? You really don't know So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe Silly of me to fall in love with a Knowin damn well, I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger How many es wanna this named Snoop Doggy, I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes But see, it ain't no fun, if my homies can't get a taste of it Cause you know I don't love em Verse Four: Warren G Whoa! Hey, now ya know, inhale, exhale with my flow One for the money, two for the es Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches In my Chevy, six-fo' Rag to be exact With es on my side, and es on back So back up cuz i'm strugglin, so get on your knees and then start jugglin these motherfuckin nuts in your mouth It's me, Warren G the with the glock Whoo! Chorus
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Zadak
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I'm sooooooooooo bored
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Post by Zadak on Apr 10, 2007 17:07:35 GMT -5
Rammstein - Laichzeit (Spawning Time)
He loves his mother and from the side he gives the fish to her himself it sheds its skin before empty testicles the old skin falls to the floor
He loves his sister and from behind the fish eats to the mouth the gills still bloody from sucking on the big red eyes
Spawning time it is spawning time
He loves his dog oh god from above the fish now kisses with his tongue he spits dead milk in your face you don't dare touch him
Spawning time fishmilk everywhere it is spawning time
The mother has been taken by the sea Spawning time the sisters don't have time Spawning time the dog waves from the shore Spawning time the fish needs his loneliness Spawning time
[it sounds better in german]
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Post by starscream on Apr 18, 2007 20:37:45 GMT -5
Bright Spring Morning - Suburban Legends
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Apr 20, 2007 10:34:00 GMT -5
Shut Me Up - Mindless Self Indulgence The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal with the The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal cause I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a fuckin' minute
I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a second
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
la la la oo~oh la la la oo~oh la la la oo~oh
The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal with the The bass, the rock The mic, the treble I like my coffee black Just like my metal cause I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a fuckin minute
I can't wait for you to knock me up In a minute, minute In a second
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
I don't find it funny right now (right now) I want my m-m-m-money right now (now) I'm on my way to the party right now (right now)
I don't find it funny right now (right now) I want my m-m-m-money right now (now) I'm on my way to the party right now (right now)
Because the break, the break, the break
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
I can't wait for you to shut me up And make me hip like badass I can't wait for you to shut me up Shut it up
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Post by Slipper Eater on Apr 23, 2007 6:10:00 GMT -5
CTTS//Eleven owls have eyes
Surface, through the circuits, breaker breaker. Someone's calling but there's no one on the line. Positive, negative, negative, Breaker breaker. These wires are live, these wires are merging with the circuits, Breaker, breaker. Broken fuses spark, lighting, illuminating their blacked out eyes. Fading out...Father son and holy ghost...you can't find us in the dark. You can't save us when wires are cut. Houses haunted hurt the most. Vulnerability is created and defined by the night. Fall is getting closer. Ruled by the moon. Now that we're hiding in the darkness holding hands, now as we pray, as we are prey. Lead the way. Don't leave me bound here in desire, lead the way forever is too long to wait. Time keeps on pulling the seconds away, preaching abandonment, intentions remain to embrace the sweet impossible. Time succumbs to the rhythm of a slowly fading pulse. Lights from flashlights flash on breakers, loose connections connected tight. Symmetry described by the minds intent. Eleven birds of prey take flight. Asymmetrical equations, borne to lack diurnal sight. Brown eyes begging her consent. White old woman of the night:
Right behind the lightening staring past the rain. Running down the red clay. Time succumbs to the rhythm of a slowly fading pulse...
Gives me chills.
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Post by Samurai Slayer on May 17, 2007 10:45:18 GMT -5
Emilie Autumn - "What if"
Here you sit on your high-backed chair Wonder how the view is from there I wouldn't know 'cause I like to sit Upon the floor, yeah upon the floor If you like we could play a game Let's pretend that we are the same But you will have to look much closer Than you do, closer than you do
And I'm far too tired to stay here anymore And I don't care what you think anyway 'Cause I think you were wrong about me Yeah what if you were, what if you were
And what if I'm a snowstorm burning What if I'm a world unturning What if I'm an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep What if I'm the kindest demon Something you may not believe in What if I'm a siren singing gentlemen to sleep
I know you've got it figured out Tell me what I am all about And I just might learn a thing or two Hundred about you, maybe about you I'm the end of your telescope I don't change just to suit your vision 'Cause I am bound by a fraying rope Around my hands, tied around my hands
And you close your eyes when I say I'm breaking free And put your hands over both your ears Because you cannot stand to believe I'm not The perfect girl you thought Well what have I got to lose
And what if I'm a weeping willow Laughing tears upon my pillow What if I'm a socialite who wants to be alone What if I'm a toothless leopard What if I'm a sheepless shepherd What if I'm an angel without wings to take me home
You don't know me Never will, never will I'm outside your picture frame And the glass is breaking now You can't see me Never will, never will If you're never gonna see
What if I'm a crowded desert Too much pain with little pleasure What if I'm the nicest place you never want to go What if I don't know who I am Will that keep us both from trying To find out and when you have Be sure to let me know
What if I'm a snowstorm burning What if I'm a world unturning What if I'm an ocean, far too shallow, much too deep What if I'm the kindest demon Something you may not believe in What if I'm a siren singing gentlemen to sleep Sleep... Sleep...
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pilaf
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Post by pilaf on May 25, 2007 2:16:53 GMT -5
Armed with a Mind - by Have Heart Caked up and faked up, she's obsessed with the outside Nothing earned, too afraid to fail, so she lead a hollow life void of insight Loving what you see but hating what you think because between your mind and your body, there's a missing ing link that leaves you vulnerable, susceptible to pain You're a garden of potential submerged in the rain True beauty can't be seen with the eyes Armed, armed with a mind I'm going to strengthen my action with thought Make use of the gift that I got and walk fearless because I'm armed with a mind A weak offense when you step to this Mind over matter is power over fists I walk fearless because I'm armed with a mind I walk fearless with a mind far greater than a ing fist Spineless and mindless, you flex your muscles and not your ing head A deep man with a strong point made without one thoughtful word said Huff and puff, the fierce fists will do the talking, can't speak for yourself so your crew's with you walking Tell me what's worth fighting for and it better be something greater than an evening of the score Boy, your true strength sleeps behind your eyes It's the absent minded fool who's afraid to think, to extend an open hand, to dare to earn a thing It's the gift inside your head not to take for granted because an unexamined life is a seed unplanted As the animals, they can't reason but as humans we can, so are you just a wild animal or a rational man? Our bodies take you nowhere, might does not make right There's a gift inside your head called your mind
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Post by Osama Bin Laden on Jun 4, 2007 11:08:29 GMT -5
Cant Tell Me Nothing - Kanye West
la laaa la wait till i get my money right
I had a dream I can buy my way to heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace. I told God I'd be back in a second, Man It's so hard not to act reckless. To whom much is given, much is tested Get arrested, guess until he get the message. I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny, And What I do? Act more stupidly. Bought More Jewelery, More Louis V, My momma couldn't get through to me. The drama, people suing me, I'm on T.V. talking like it's you and me. I'm just saying how I feel man, I ain't one of the cosbys i aint go to hillman I guess the money should've changed him, I guess I should've forgot where I came From.
(hook)la laa lala wait till i get my money right la laa lala then u cant tell me nothing right
[Chorus]Excuse Me, is you saying something? Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing.(x3)
Let up the suicide doors. This is my life homey, you decide yours. I know Jesus died for us, But I couldn't tell you who decide wars. So I parallel double parked that mother f***er sideways Old folks talking bout back in my day But homey this is my day. Class started 2 hours ago, oh am I late? [Can't Tell Me Nothing lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
You know I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it.
They say I talk with so much emphasis, OOOO They so Sen-Sa-Tive. Don't ever fix your lips like collagen Say something you gon end up apologizing. Let me know if it's a problem man, Alright man, holla then.
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Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash, Let that man get pass. You don't needa stop to get gas, If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off of fumes How you move in a room full of no's? How you stay faithful in a room full of h**s? Must be the pharoahs, he in tune with his soul, So when he buried in a tomb full of gold. Treasure. What's you pleasure? Life is a, uh, depending how you dress her. So if the devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear Nada, I'm in between, but way more fresher. But way less effort, cause when you try hard, That's when you die hard. Ya homies looking like "Why God?" When they reminisce over you, my god.
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Jun 4, 2007 13:34:19 GMT -5
A Voice In The Dark by Autopilot Off
If there's a light, leave it on If there's a way Somehow thin air's taking your place Dead of the night's coming on It's getting late I hear my heart starting to break
And I'll wait for you Faith is just a promise I will make for you Places that are haunted, I'll be there
I walked for miles, on and on Searching in vain A voice in the dark calling your name I dreamt walls of fire rising up Stood in the way Tempered my soul walking through flames
And I'll wait for you Faith is just a promise I will make for you Places that are haunted, I will wait for you Faith is just a promise I will make for you Places that are haunted, I'll be there
I wanted to believe (I wanted to believe) In more than I can see (In more than I can see) Each breath I take (Each breath I take) I'll leave my faith Waiting to come down
If there's a light, leave it on If there's a light If there's a light, leave it on If there's a light!
And I'll wait for you Faith is just a promise I will make for you Places that are haunted, I will wait for you Faith is just a promise I will make for you And greed is always honest, I will wait for you...
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Post by Osama Bin Laden on Jun 7, 2007 21:37:42 GMT -5
Sage Francis - This Isn't The Song The Lyrics Page Said It Was i'm having identity crises. "no we're not." "yes we are." i'm having identity crises. "no we're not." "yes we are." i don't have a feeling that hasn't been felt, feeling on my felt tip, showing my hand...revealing what i've dealt with. and how i'm dealing. cut the deck. evenly distribute the pieces of talking during our disputes on weekends. we can sing along to each other's song, right? even if the interpretation is wrong, right? just make sure you don't bring the wrong mike, 'cause i don't care about meeting a boyfriend we can all like (nah!). this song is called trite, hope ya like it. could've substituted your name with the title but i decided that i'd keep it private. violent dream sequences just seem endless. i can see myself making a heated entrance to your workplace with a smirk on my face. and a tongue in my cheek. and a gun in my reach. sneaking naked photos of myself under the seats of your co-workers, putting a knife to your throat and screaming out "i won't hurt her!" they're like, "let her go!" and i'm like, "let her grow!" prisoners wouldn't listen to this. their rational side was out on a furlough. i like turbo-nuclear family affairs. i want a wife, a house, and two and a half mistresses to call when i'm not there. then hang up the phone, and have my wife call up the phone company, and ask the phone company guy "why???" and he's like, "ma'am...well, maybe you just don't know how to talk." and she's like, "damn...well...wanna me?" "yeah of course." see? case closed. and he knows how to trace calls, so i can't make cranks saying, "i hate ya'll!" i throw baseballs at my mirror, break walls a tear a- nother page out of my diary, throwing it from the eighth floor 'til i hear a pin drop. unsuspecting pallbearers are in shock. they know i'm about to kill myself with a sling shot. they bring rocks for ammunition, steal my lifetime magazines and then cancel my subscription. their hands are just itching to scratch my clean records. my rap sheets are infected, now i can't be president??? i just have to be elected! i ask for just a second chance. the answer back was "kid, you never did in the first place." speaking of that, give me my blue ribbons back and anything that is mine. waiting for a nice guy who can't make it to the finish line. when i die you won't recognize the picture buried inside the obituary, but it'll say, "bye, i miss you very much." i'm always one for last words at departing time, in a million years is when this dead star will shine. say my fuckin' name. nope. say my fuckin' name. nope. you don't...know what to call me so you don't. you don't you don't call me. you don't you don't call me.
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Gold_skywalker
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Post by Gold_skywalker on Aug 4, 2007 19:26:24 GMT -5
Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day
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Post by Avis on Aug 13, 2007 20:30:38 GMT -5
"Velvet Dreams" -Genitorturers
Writhe among the flesh. Stroke your fearful eyes Penetrations will collide as I crawl inside As your eyes begin to slip, you come alive in my caress As our greedy fingers dig deep on the edge of dreamless sleep Live steel drives deep Senses surging in you when you sleep Come to me, taste the need Painfully urging me to watch you bleed I put the needle in you. I like you on your back Velvet dreams…a quick solution to set you all free As your sex begins to drip the scent reminds you of my grip Your ruptured senses will divide as I slip inside Live steel drives deep Senses surging in you when you sleep Come to me, taste the need Painfully urging me to watch you bleed I put the needle in you. I like you on your back Velvet dreams…dig your fingers in me I like you on your back Watch you quiver. Watch you shake Writhe…as I crawl inside When you're here all alone When you're dreaming watch you screaming Deeper…Drive it deeper…Drive it deep inside of me Pain in places you never knew, as my world slips into you Live steel drives deep Senses surging in you when you sleep Come you me, taste the need Painfully urging me to watch you bleed I put the needle in you. I like you on your back Velvet dreams…dig your fingers in me I like you on your back Watch you quiver, watch you shake As I crawl inside When you're here all alone
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Zann
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Post by Zann on Oct 24, 2007 7:32:43 GMT -5
"Fear of a Blank Planet" - Porcupine Tree Sunlight coming through the haze No gaps in the blind To let it inside The bed is unmade Some music still plays TV, yeah it's always on The flicker of the screen A movie actress screams I'm basking in the flowing out of it I'm stoned in the mall again Terminally bored Shuffling round the stores And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing X-box is a god to me A finger on the switch My mother is a My father gave up ever trying to talk to me Don't try engaging me The vaguest of shrugs The prescription drugs You'll never find A person inside My face is mogadon Curiosity Has given up on me I'm tuning out desires The pills are on the rise How can I be sure I'm here? The pills that I've been taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that There's nothing left I simply am not here I'm through with pornography The acting is lame The action is tame Explicitly dull arousal annulled Your mouth should be boarded up Talking all day With nothing to say Your shallow proclamations All misinformation My friend says he wants to die He's in a band They sound like Pearl Jam The clothes are all black The music is crap In school I don't concentrate And sex is kinda fun But just another one Of all the empty ways Of using up a day How can I be sure I'm here? The pills that I've been taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that There's nothing left I simply am not here Bipolar disorder Can't deal with the boredom You don't try to be liked You don't mind You feel no sun You steal a gun To kill time You're somewhere, you're nowhere You don't care You catch the breeze You still the leaves So now where?
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