brad24
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Post by brad24 on Jul 18, 2004 13:08:50 GMT -5
he sings what? the beautiful people good on him it is a good song
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brad24
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Post by brad24 on Jul 18, 2004 13:09:14 GMT -5
Marilyn Manson
TOURNIQUET 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
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Post by The Awesome One on Jul 18, 2004 17:24:43 GMT -5
We get it, you like any Marilyn Manson song.
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 19, 2004 0:53:05 GMT -5
Yeah, seriously Brad...pick a few favorites...thats what I do, If I posted all my favorites there'd be 20 pages already. Cut it down a bit 'kay?
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Post by sunken on Jul 19, 2004 19:29:47 GMT -5
Linkin Park - Dedicated
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed People don't talk about keeping it real It's understood that they actually will And intoxicated and stimulated emcees Staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze Watch them flee, hip-hop hits Take a walk with me and what you'll see Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax And the sky beyond you is krylon glue And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme And emcees have left materialism behind them Meanwhile I just grip my mic And hope me and my team make it through alright Because say what you will, and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
[CHORUS] Because this is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to wherever music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same And dedicated to the people advancin' the game What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong What's real is the kids who think they don't belong What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
I've seen a lot of shit, I've talked to a bum Out on sunset strip, he asked me "How would you feel If everybody acted like you didn't exist You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip." So let it be known, the only reason that we do this Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith Over seeing the game, over being part of the same ol' thing It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again Meanwhile I just grip my mic And hope me and my team make it through alright Because say what you will, and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
[Chorus]
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
[Chorus]
This is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to wherever music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same And dedicated to the people advancin' the game What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place What's real, anybody with nowhere to run Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun
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Post by sunken on Jul 19, 2004 19:31:25 GMT -5
Slipknot - Duality
(I push my fingers into my) Eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it’s made of all the things I have to take Jesus it never ends, it works its way inside If the pain goes on…<br> I have screamed until my veins collapsed I waited as my time’s elapsed Now all I do is live with so much fate I've wished for this, I've bitched at that I've left behind this little fact You cannot kill what you did not create I've gotta say what I've gotta say And then I swear I'll go away But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise I guess I’ll save the best for last My future seems like one big past You’re left with me 'cause you left me no choice
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache If the pains goes on I'm not gonna make it!
Put me back together Or separate the skin from bone Leave me all the pieces Then you can leave me alone Tell me the reality Is better than the dream But I found out the hard way Nothing is what it seems!
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it’s made of all The things I have to take Jesus it never ends It works its way inside If the pain goes on I'm not gonna make it!
All I've got All I've gone is insane! All I've got All I've gone is insane! All I've got! All I've gone is insane! All I've got! All I've gone is insane! All I've got All I've gone is insane! All I've got All I've gone is insane!
I push my fingers into my eyes It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it’s made of all The things I have to take Jesus it never ends It works its way inside If the pain goes on I'm not gonna make it!
All I've got All I've gone is insane! All I've got All I've gone is insane! All I've got! All I've gone is insane! All I've got! All I've gone is insane!
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 31, 2004 4:16:11 GMT -5
its 2:30 AM and I can't sleep...so this is fun...
Saints and salors-Dashboard confessional
This is where I say I've had enough no one should ever feel the way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises And I don't believe that I'm getting any better. Any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the silence.
Wandering this house like I've never wanted out And this is about as social as I get now. And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you Cause they would never do, I would never do. Never
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the silence.
So don't be a liar, Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken. And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor And you might say the jokes on me.
well I’m not laughing You’re not leaving Who do I think I am kidding, When I’m the only one locked in this cell.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring And I'm thinking awful things Pretty sure that few would notice. And this apartment is starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the silence.
So don't be a liar Don't say that everything's working when everything's broken. And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor And you might say the jokes on me.
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 31, 2004 4:19:47 GMT -5
Carve your heart out yourself-Dashboard confessional (I find this song even cooler when you think of it as God speaking to man)
Carve your heart out yourself Hopelessness is your cell Since you've drawn out these lines Are you protected from trying times?
Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all Oh Lord, now, there you go with hope again Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end
Dig a ditch deep enough To keep you clear of the sun You've been burned more than once You don't think much of trust
Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all Oh Lord, now, there you go with hope again But I'll be sure your secret is safe with me Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end Treating me like I'm already gone
But I'm not, I will stay where you are always I will stay, I will stay, I will stay (all of now) [repeat to fade out]
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 31, 2004 4:31:07 GMT -5
failure to excommunicate-reliant-k
It's the principle, it's the issue, that your principal would dismiss you Because you don't fit into that all-American box That coffin created for creative thought It's disgusting, his priorities And we're entrusting him with authority His gavel's gone down before he looked in your heart He finished this race(ism) before he reached the start Jesus loved the outcast He loves the ones the world just loves to hate And as long as there's a heaven, there'll be a failure to excommunicate The world just keeps you at arm's length Every week you work up the strength to fight the flames that are hurled Let your faith shine right through You know it's the world versus Jesus and you It's disgusting, their priorities And we're entrusting them with authority Their gavel's gone down before they looked in your heart They finished this race(ism) before they reached the start Jesus loved the outcast He loves the ones the world just loves to hate And as long as there's a heaven, there'll be a failure to excommunicate (Repeat) A failure to excommunicate
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 31, 2004 4:34:30 GMT -5
for the moments I feel faint-reliant-k
Am I at the point of no improvement? What of the death I still dwell in? I try to excel, but I feel no movement. Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
Chorus: Never underestimate my Jesus. You're telling me that there's no hope. I'm telling you you're wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus When the world around you crumbles He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands "Oh, the impossibilities" Frustrated and tired Where do I go from here? Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
(Chorus)
I think I can't, I think I can't But I think you can, I think you can I think I can't, I think I can't But I think you can, I think you can Gather my insufficiencies and place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands
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Post by Seraphim on Jul 31, 2004 4:45:30 GMT -5
My friend wrote this and I probably won't get all the words right...but its stuck in my head...its part of a song he wrote that I could never remeber off, but this part I do know.
And I ask, Why should you care?
I see power, I see wonder in you. I see all that I am. You're servants heart, you're passion's aflame, as you rest in my hand. You are everything I knew you could be, You are beautiful to me...
its three...I should really think about sleeping...
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Post by texxxashottie on Aug 2, 2004 12:10:30 GMT -5
Simple Plan-Perfect Hey dad look at me Think back and talk to me Did I grow up according to plan? And do you think i'm wasting my time Doing things I wanna do? But it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you Can't pretend that I'm all right and you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all Nothing last forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect
I try not to think About the pain I feel inside Did you know you used to be my hero? All the days you spent with me Now seem so far away And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I'm never gonna be good enough for you I can't stand another fight And nothing's alright
'Cuz we lost it all Nothing last forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said Nothing's gonna make this right again Please don't turn your back I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you But you don't understand
'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect
'Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I'm sorry I can't be perfect Now it's just too late and we can't go back I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Led Zeppelin-Kashmir Whoa, let the sun beat down upon my face And stars to fill my dream I am a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been T' sit with elders of the gentle race This world has seldom seen Th' talk of days for which they sit and wait All will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace Whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate The story was quite clear Whoa-hoh, whoa-wa-oh
Oooh, oh baby, I been flyin' Lord, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin' Oh, oooh yes, I've been flying Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
Oh, all I see turns to brown As the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I beeeeeuhoaoh
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace Like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place Yellow desert stream My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon Will return again Sure as the dust that floats b'hind you When movin' through Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails Across the sea of years With no provision but an open face 'Long the straits of fear Whaoh, whaoh Whaoh-oh, oh
Ohhhh
Well, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, yes Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Oh, oh, come on, come on Oh, let me take you there Let me take you there Whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, let me take you
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Post by Seraphim on Aug 3, 2004 18:18:17 GMT -5
Walking and thinking-Ra
From the air I see your loneliness You carry on despite your fear Inside a box you keep your sanity And it will never be clear to me
*over the hills the light if flows it shows the angels laughing and where is the love that we're supposed to find Lost in a maze of games so very dark and overwhelming lost in these thoughts that seems to rule my mind
A simple spell cast is broken though the force of light decides to bend you lay below the sacred stormy skies and you will write the end for me
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The door will close and I will be denied a dagger thrust into my chest you claim yourself to the victory but it is I who will rest in peace
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Post by Seraphim on Aug 3, 2004 18:22:31 GMT -5
Sky-Ra
I painted a picture of a day gone past An ancient scripture and a house of glass People looking through the window Never knowing what they'd find When they couldn't find me I locked the door and left them behind. The sky will tell me I'm not the only one The sky will tell me I must believe the sun
I shut my eyes to not go blind Things I can't see in my mind Now the passing clouds of rain Will surely pass me by Poor is the man Who believes his own lie
*And the sky will tell me I'm not the only one The sky will tell me I must believe the sun The sky will tell me Long may you run The sky will tell me I must believe the sun
If I was wrong judge by name I simplify one and the same
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Post by texxxashottie on Aug 10, 2004 9:28:38 GMT -5
Wasting My Time- Default
Well I don't want to see you waiting I've already gone too far away I still can't keep the day from ending No more messed up reasons for me to stay
Well this is not for real Afraid to feel I just hit the floor Don't ask for more I'm wasting my time I'm wasting my time You can't stop the feeling And there's no reason Let's make the call And take it all again Woah again
Months went by with us pretending When did our light turn from green to red I took a chance and left you standing Lost the will to do this once again
Well this is not for real Afraid to feel I just hit the floor Don't ask for more I'm wasting my time I'm wasting my time You can't stop the feeling And there's no reason Let's make the call And take it all I'm wasting my time I'm wasting my time again Woah again
See you waiting Lonesome, lonely See you waiting I see you waiting
Well this is not for real Afraid to feel I just hit the floor Don't ask for more I'm wasting my time I'm wasting my time You can't stop the feeling And there's no reason Let's make the call And take it all I'm wasting my time I'm wasting...
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