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02-07-2009, 10:09 AM
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What a guy
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Brentwood, TN
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Possum Kingdom by The Toadies
Make up your mind Decide to walk with me Around the lake tonight Around the lake tonight By my side By my side I'm not gonna lie I'll not be a gentleman Behind the boathouse I'll show you my dark secret I'm not gonna lie I want you for mine My blushing bride My lover, be my lover, yeah... Don't be afraid I didn't mean to scare you So help me, Jesus I can promise you You'll stay as beautiful With dark hair And soft skin...forever Forever Make up your mind Make up your mind And I'll promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me, Jesus (hey, hey, hey) Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be My angel? So help me! Be my angel Be my angel Do you wanna die? I promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me, Jesus Jesus Jesus Jesus...
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02-07-2009, 08:33 PM
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Music Addict
Join Date: May 2008
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Tourniquet by Marilyn Manson
she's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our love in all this foil silver-tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil but flies will always lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet prosthetic synthesis with butterfly sealed up with virgin stitch if it hurts, just tell me preserve the innocence I never wanted it to end this way but flies will lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet |
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02-07-2009, 11:33 PM
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Groupie
Join Date: Jan 2009
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Black Sabbath by Black Sabbath.
What is this that stands before me? Figure in black which points at me Turn around quick, and start to run Find out Im the chosen one Oh nooo! Big black shape with eyes of fire Telling people their desire Satans sitting there, hes smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! Is it the end, my friend? Satans coming round the bend People running cause theyre scared The people better go and beware! No, no, please, no! |
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02-08-2009, 09:55 PM
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Post Proggresive Folkcore
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Cincinnati, Ohio
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"Cut my wrists and black my eyes!"
Zomgz these guys arez so hxccc man! IT GIVES ME CREEPIEZZ11!!!!oneone But in all actuality, I'd say something by Cannibal Corpse or many other Death Metal bands is just disturbing. If you want creepy though I've got to agree with whoever said Paranoid Android by Radiohead.
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02-09-2009, 05:18 PM
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Post Proggresive Folkcore
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Cincinnati, Ohio
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I actually am going to be honest and say I have never listened to them EXCEPT for that song. Hate it with a passion.
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02-10-2009, 07:52 AM
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why bother?
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: UK
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This song scared the bejesus out of me when I first heard it (listen to it all the way through yourself and see what I mean).
Scott Walker - The Escape
The car in front follows the long way around Prey moves Predator moves Foreshortened angels hunting me down Halle -- halle -- halle Underkill Sticks in gutters Overkill Is personal Too many bullets Rabbi crater Keyed for action hits the marks I wish I was in Dixie Sleet switches silence To the shredding of larks Serifot Combs of honey Kellipot Saliva's coating balls of money You and me against the world You and me against the world You and me against the world World about to end World about to end World about to end Windblown hair in a windowless room A lifeline of knuckles Waddles into the afternoon Look into its eyes It will look into your eyes |
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02-10-2009, 10:10 AM
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Groupie
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Brighton, England
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Not exactly on a par with some of the lyrics here in terms of creepiness/scariness but here's the lyrics to a song I wrote which I think does have a creepy edge :-)
Out Of Focus Watching, wanting to know you more, The brown leaves curl around me, So long I've wanted to open the door, And let your world surround me Masked by insignificance, The deadbeats tread the ground, You could mistake me for one of them, But my heart beats a different sound Look hard at your memories, like you do photographs, That's where you'll find me, At the side, out of focus, a forgotten face, That never forgets you Head hung low with blackened eyes, It's no surprise I'm avoided, Hardened skin but broken inside, But no one ever looks that closely The divide that stays between us, I pray to someday be bridged, And you'll meet me halfway, Fulfilling my dreams of affinity Look hard at your memories, like you do photographs, That's where you'll find me, At the side, out of focus, a forgotten face, That never forgets you A ghost I've become, detached and unloved, But here my story shouldn't end, If I could make you see me for what I am, Under your wing I'd be taken
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02-10-2009, 10:44 AM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Jan 2009
Location: Chapel Hill, NC
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I can't believe nobody has mentioned this one yet.
Televators-The Mars Volta Just as he hit The ground They lowered a tow that Stuck in his neck to the gills Fragments of sobriquets riddle me this three half eaten corneas who hit the aureole Stalk the ground Stalk the ground You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway Auto-da-fé A capillary hint of red Only this manupod Crescent in shape has escaped The house half the way Fell empty with teeth That split both his lips Mark these words One day this chalk outline will circle this city Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face A room colored charlatan Hid in a safe Stalk the ground Stalk the ground You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Auto-da-fé A capillary hint of red Only this manupod Crescent in shape has escaped Pull the pins Save your grace Mark these words On his grave [x3] You should have seen The curse that flew right by you Page of concrete Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway Auto-da-fé A capillary hint of red Everyone knows the last toes are Always the coldest to go
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02-10-2009, 10:47 AM
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Groupie
Join Date: Feb 2009
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Radiohead-Climbing Up The Walls
I am the key to the lock in your house That keeps your toys in the basement And if you get too far inside You'll only see my reflection It's always best when the covers up I am the pick in the ice Do not cry out or hit the alarm You know we're friends till we die And either way you turn I'll be there Open up your skull I'll be there Climbing up the walls It's always best when the light is off It's always better on the outside Fifteen blows to the back of your head Fifteen blows to your mind So lock the kids up safe tonight Shut the eyes in the cupboard I've got the smell of a local man Who's got the loneliest fear That either way you turn I'll be there Open up your skull I'll be there Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls |
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