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12-08-2004, 09:10 PM | #171 (permalink) |
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Artist: The Sneaker Pimps
Album: Becoming X Song: Water baby Your heart is served cold your sights are set in perfect stone and when you go you go alone I wash the streets from your skin when you come home I wash the streets from your skin when you come home We're nothing like friends You have no time to lend and if you're guilt then I'm the shame And if I'm hurt then you're the blame I wash the streets from your skin when you come home I wash the streets from your skin when you come home The love is boards life left with anons Random laid plans 40 days of one night stands and when you go you go alone you walk the cross you made your own wash my skins off run my skins off wash my skins off run my skins off I love The Sneaker Pimps. And these lyrics are so poetic Peace out.
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12-08-2004, 10:29 PM | #173 (permalink) | |
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Peace out.
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12-09-2004, 10:26 AM | #174 (permalink) |
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war all the time- thursday
Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs In the shadow of the skyline very far away A lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me I was 5 years old my best friends older brother died He fell from these cliffs The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream And our lives float in the headlines, so we parked these cars Parent’s garage Listen to the lullaby Of Carbon Monoxide
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12-09-2004, 11:02 AM | #175 (permalink) |
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she died long before that day I know this tortured, grieving heart of mother no longer knew her own being
and as the sun set on another, you fell through dying dreams but could not catch them and I could not catch you. hiding below my shadow yet dancing above my fears I grip sorrow's edge as you crumble to fall at my soul's tears I have not forgotten you but sometimes I can't help feeling numb through and through closed hands on open arms hold nothing saetia hits close to home.
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12-10-2004, 01:26 AM | #176 (permalink) |
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60 watts, brighter than my future,
an empty forty, fuller than my life, there must be more, sometimes i don't think so, maybe i'm right. maybe there's no such thing as a brighter side A sultry night stare at moons from rooftops, A broken engine, poisoned never dry, I poured my heart out to a god that doesn't listen, You said you'd save me. You said you'd love me always but you lied. -less than nothing by I Hate Myself |
12-10-2004, 01:26 AM | #177 (permalink) | |
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good taste, my friend. venus and bacchus is my personal favorite saetia tune |
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12-10-2004, 05:11 PM | #179 (permalink) | |
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gotta love thursday |
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