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12-21-2003, 06:32 PM
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Punk Rocker
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Pennsylvania
Posts: 317
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Favorite Lyrics
Post your favorite Lyrics here, here's mine:
You can spoon my eyes out, but I can still see through you Slice my ears from my head, but you can not shut out the sounds of truth Lock off each hand at the wrist so I can't raise my fist! you can kill the protestor (can't kill) you can't kill the protest you can murder the rebel (murder) you can't murder the rebellion Sawed my feet at the ankles, but i wasnt going to run Grabbed my face, sliced off my tongue Lock off each hand at the wrist, so I can't raise my fist! you can kill the protestor (can't kill) you can't kill the protest you can murder the rebel (murder) you can't murder the rebellion LYING STILL NOW, NO WAY TO SPEAK. NOTHING TO FEAR, BULLETS CAN'T SILENCE IDEAS! That is a song by anti-flag.
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Everyone has music in them. Only the talented have the ability to share it with the rest of the world. Here's a thought; let's stop labeling music and fighting over what genre a certain band is, and start listening to whatever pleases our ears no matter what anyone thinks of it! ;)
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12-21-2003, 09:17 PM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Perth Australia
Posts: 44
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Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort Suffocation no breathing Don't give a **** if I cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort Cut my life into pieces I've reached my last resort Suffocation no breathing Don't give a **** if I cut my arm bleeding Do you even care if I die pleading Would it be wrong, would it be right If I took my life tonight Chances are that I might Mudilation out of sight And I'm contimplating suicide 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine I never realized I was spread too thin Till it was too late and I was empty within Hungry, feeding on my chaos and living in sin Downward spiral, where do I begin It all started when I lost my mother No love for myself and no love for another Searching to find a love upon a higher level finding nothing but questions and devils 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Nothing's alright, nothing is fine I'm running and I'm crying I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying I can't go on living this way Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation no breathing Don't give a **** if I cut my arm bleeding Would it be wrong, would it be right If I took my life tonight Chances are that I might Mudilation out of sight And I'm contimplating suicide 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Nothing's alright, nothing is fine I'm running and I'm crying I can't go on living this way Can't go on living this way Nothing's alright Papa Roach Last resort! |
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12-21-2003, 10:08 PM
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Management
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Connecticut
Posts: 609
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Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven:
There is a lady, who is safe that everything, which sparkles is gold And it buys a stairway to the sky. If it receives there, it knows, if all memory is closed For with a word it can receive, which came it. Ooh, ooh and them buy a stairway to the sky. There is an indication on the wall, but she would like to be safe because sometimes you know, words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook, there is a singing bird, which sings, Sometimes all are our thoughts misgiven. Ooh, he educates me to miracle, Ooh, he educates me to miracle. There is a feeling, that, I, if I look to the west receive, And my spirit walk for leaving. In my thoughts I saw rings of the smoke by the trees, And the voices of those those, which stand looking. Ooh, he educates me to miracle, Ooh, he really educates me to miracle. And it whispered that soon if we all call the melody Then leads piper us to conclude. And a new day dawns for those, which long And the forests resound with laughter against. If a hasty bustle in their hedgerow, are alarms not now you gives, It is a spring straight, which is clean for May queen. There are two ways, which can pass you, but on a long-term basis There is calm time to change the road which you are switched on. And it educates me to miracle. Their head hums and it does not go, if you do not know, Pipers, which call you, in order to connect it, If lady loves, can hear you through the wind burn and you knew Their stairway is on whispering the wind. And like we on down the road windings Our shade more highly than our soul. There goes a lady we, who all Who shines white light and would like to represent As everything turns still at gold. And if you hear very strongly The melody comes to you finally. If all are, everything is one and one Its a rock and do not roll. And it buys a stairway to the sky. |
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12-21-2003, 10:27 PM
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Punk Rocker
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Pennsylvania
Posts: 317
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I thought of another good one:
Tammy flunked a test yesterday and all she does is cry if they kick her off the cheerleaders squad she knows she's gonna die she can't even go home at night because she is so afraid that her parents might ground her 'cause she didn't make the grade now her friends won't understand they might even laugh at her, now she's feeling overwhelmed suc***bing to the pressure so she wrote a little note and addressed it to her mom she said i hope this brings you peace pray for me until i'm gone. Lately something's wrong with jane she's always late for school she can't take another day of her girlfriends being cruel she's great on all the football fields ringing out all the cheers but in the halls of school she gets tormented by her peers as long as she's a cheerleader everything's gonna be alright but unlike all the othergirls she's home at friday nights just to be excepted once, was her one and only wish but she never was at all she sliced her lovely wrists. Marsha was a straight A girl on the cheerleadrs team everyone thought she was stupid always lost in a big dream and they named her ****t was stinging cause of the way that she would talk all the girls would laugh behind her back and the boys stopped the ball to mock and now she's feeling so bad she's refusing to speak her parents are a bit worried she hasn't spoken in a week it's like she's crying out for help and it seems she lost all hope her parents found her a day later hanging from a knotted rope. Nancy's got the worst of it because she's prettiest everyone thinks she's conceited she always looks her best she goes out with all the football guys and every one thinks she is much too popular not to have lost her virginity. she has no one she can turn to when she's feeling really sad and last night on her date some guy raped her really bad all she wanted was to be loved but she always felt so cheap so she stole some sleeping pills ate them all and when to sleep Stupid reasons why (reasons why...) they all had to die (suicide...) Stupid reasons why (resons why) they all had to die (suicide) stupid reasons why (reasons why) they all had to die (suicide) stupid reasons why (resons why) they all had to die suicide... suicide.... suicide... suicide.... That is called 4 dead cheerleaders by the Dropkick Murphys
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Everyone has music in them. Only the talented have the ability to share it with the rest of the world. Here's a thought; let's stop labeling music and fighting over what genre a certain band is, and start listening to whatever pleases our ears no matter what anyone thinks of it! ;)
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12-22-2003, 01:33 PM
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Muck Fusic
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Virginia Beach
Posts: 1,575
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i dont have any full songs but just pieces of songs (most by thrice, dustin is a great song writer)
"Every time I play with passion I start breaking strings, and my voice cracks when i sing from my heart. Guess that's the price I've gotta pay to know that I'm alive, this melody is tearing me apart." "ten thousand jaded tourists who've traded in their hearts and hands for disposable cameras, set to do***ent to decay set to capture just enough of life to catalogue the things we throw away" "Take this blade a test of faith and strike me deep and true, i put all my trust in you!!" "I wanna write the perfect song and play it just for you while you are tangled up in sleep... I need you more than I'll never knoe and until I stop breathing my lungs will take you for granted" so much more but thats all i got for now |
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05-31-2004, 06:54 PM
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Groupie
Join Date: May 2004
Location: lancashire uk
Posts: 18
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Me too, bits and pieces stand out and stick in my mind and/or heart forever.
"Sail on silvergirl/ sail on by/ your time has come to shine/ all your dreams are on their way/ see how they shine/ oh if you need a friend/ I'm sailing right behind" (Simon & Garfunkel, Bridge Over Troubled Water) "Psychic changes are born in your heart, Entertain/ A nervous breakthrough that makes us the same/ Bless your heart girl/ Kill the pressure it's raining on/ Salty Cheeks/ When you hear the beloved song/ I am with you" (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Parallel Universe) "That's it sir/ I'm leaving/ The crackle/ Of pigskin/ The dust and/ The screaming/ The yuppies networking/ The panic/ The vomit/ The panic/ The vomit/ God loves his children/ God loves his children yeah" (Radiohead, Paranoid Android) "Something in the way she moves/ Attracts me like no other lover/ Something in the way she moves me/ I don't wanna leave her now/ You know I believe in how.../ You're asking me will my love grow/ I don't know I don't know/ Stick around now it may show/ I don't know I don't know" (The Beatles, Something) "And when she walks/ All the wind blows and the angels sing/ But she'll never notice me" (Bowling for Soup, Girl All the Bad Guys Want) "Limitless undying love that shines around me like a million suns and calls me on and on across the universe" (The Beatles, Across the Universe) "I am small but I am strong I'll get it on with you/ If you want me to/ What else can I do/ All the world will take a cue from anything you do/ If you want them to/ What else can they do/ I don't wanna fight I wanna get along with you" (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Cabron) "All in my head/ I'll play dead/ If you want me to/ If you want me" (James, Play Dead) Every single word of (Eminem, Lose Yourself) especially "Success is my only motherf*ckin option - failure's not" Every single word of (Radiohead, Creep) especially "You're just like an angel/ Your skin makes me cry.../ I wish I was special/ You're so f*ckin' special/ But I'm a creep/ I'm a weirdo/ What the hell'm I doin' here/ I don't belong here/ I don't care if it hurts/ I wanna have control/ I wanna perfect body/ I wanna perfect soul/ I want you to notice/ When I'm not around/ You're so f*ckin' special/ I wish I was special..." (Radiohead, Creep) Every single word of (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Can't Stop) especially "Your image in the dictionary/ This life is more than ordinary/ Can I get you maybe even three a-these/ Comin' from a-space to teach you bout the Pleiades/ Can't stop the spirits when they need you/ This life is more than just a read-through" OK, OK, pretty much every lyric ever by them then. I won't bore you with any more. Those are the ones that have stuck so much I knew them by heart to write them here. (Sorry for any odd mistakes.) |
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05-31-2004, 11:09 PM
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Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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Quote:
There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven. There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook There's a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder. There's a feeling i get When i look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts i have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the may queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by But in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder. Your head is humming and it won't go In case you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him, Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, And did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How ev'rything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll. And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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06-03-2004, 10:42 AM
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Groupie
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: Miami, FL
Posts: 12
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Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right I never stopped to think of you I'm always wrapped up in Things I cannnot win You are the antidote that gets me by Something strong Like a drug that gets me high What I really meant to say Is I'm sorry for the way I am I never meant to be so cold to you And I'm sorry about all the lies Maybe in a different light You could see me stand on my own again Cause now i can see You were the antidote that got me by Something strong like a drug that got me high I never meant to be so cold I never really wanted you to see The screwed up side of me that I keep Locked inside of me so deep It always seems to get to me I never really wanted you to go So many things you should have known I guess for me theres just no hope I never meant to be so cold This song reminds me of all the times that my mother and I argue and no matter how wrong I really am. . . I say **** you!!! Mom, if you read this, I love ya!!! Crossfade- Cold 
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06-03-2004, 03:35 PM
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Music Addict
Join Date: May 2004
Location: PA
Posts: 82
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random pieces of songs...
I wish...that you could share the love you'd shared with others, with me this isn't love so forever let it go...forever will it burn this isn't love there on the backend of forever I wish I would never hurt again -backend of forever, Coheed and Cambria I won't ask you to give up on the things that seem to keep you gone but I could be gone too. feel a little sorry sometimes, you're not here when I am writing feels a little awkward sometimes, you won't talk but we're not fighting you hold on to your secrets, and I'm not privy to whats on your mind but I cannot help but feel tired, so tired, so tired -anyone,anyone , dashboard So, is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with. Cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish. I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids. Have another drink and drive yourself home. I hope there's ice on all the roads. And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt, and again when your head goes through the windshield. 70X7 , brand new Meet me in outer space. I will hold you close, if you're afraid of heights. I need you to see this place, it might be the only way that I can show you how it feels to be inside of you. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It's better than I ever knew. -stellar, incubus I haven't felt the way I feel today In so long it's hard for me to specify I'm beginning to notice how much this feels Like a waking limb, pins and needles Nice to know you, goodbye" -nice to know you, incubus You only see what you want to believe When you creep from the back You got tricks up my sleeve 24/7 the devils my best friend Makes no difference it’s all the same in the end -same in the end, sublime |
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06-04-2004, 02:52 PM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Toronto
Posts: 346
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The entire album "De-Loused In The Comatorium" by the Mars Volta just blows my mind for lyrics, but in particular, the song Cicatriz ESP. (its 12 and half minutes long, haha)
Cicatriz ESP Code:
Do you recall it's name As it suggested beck and call This face and heel Will drag your halo through the mud Ash of pompei Erupting in a statues dust Shrouded in veils Because these handcuffs hurt to much Scalpeing these ticketless applause And when they drag the lake there is nothing left at all seutured contusion beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague said I've lost my way even if this cul de sac would pay to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost sterling clear blackend ice when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all I've defected seutuerd contusion beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague said I've lost my way even if this cul de sac did pay to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost sterling clear blackend ice when they drag the lake theres nothing left at all I've defected beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague said I've lost my way even if this cul de sac did pay beyond the anthills of said I've lost my way even if you reach inside a vault whatever be the cost sterling clear blackend ice when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all this is my last insicion the stitches have defected drag me a vessel coveting all you know see and hear this is my last incision the stitches have fallen off Sterling clear blackened ice And when they drag they lake theres nothing left at all I've defected
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