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Aug 22, 2006 21:33:53 GMT -5
Post by erik on Aug 22, 2006 21:33:53 GMT -5
Post lyrics to songs that you really like, or have made yourself.
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Aug 28, 2006 21:01:26 GMT -5
Post by erik on Aug 28, 2006 21:01:26 GMT -5
An Abandoned Grave Bathes Softly In The Falling Moonlight - Horde
a soft glowing sphere rises within the darkened sky clouds move and shift around a glorious moon hanging far above the earth below beams fall from the huge night light in the sky far below the cemetrey gates gently creak as a cold breeze tickles the oak tree's leaves they dance and sway to the blowing wind an eerie fog descends upon the cemetery thick enough to catch the moon beams the graves are aglow with soft light the full moon growing brighter with time the breeze is no more the air is still a blankey of think fog is horizon bound an abandoned grave is bathing ever so softly in the fallen glowing full moon light the grave abandoned in the wake of rapture no longer the abode of a corpse but a cavity in the earth's crust the former occupant now far beyond the clouds to bid farewell to the moon the stars the past now but a faded memory soon to vanish the life beyond the flesh is yet to be discovered
My personal favorite song lyrically by Horde.
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Aug 29, 2006 9:12:56 GMT -5
Post by ~Dookie~ on Aug 29, 2006 9:12:56 GMT -5
Outkast - Hey Ya
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (Don't want to meet your daddy, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just want you in my Caddy OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH, don't want to meet yo' mama OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just wan't to make you cumma OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (I'm, OHH OH I'm, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (I'm just being honest OHH OH, I'm just being honest)
Big Balls - AC/DC (Such a great song)
I'm ever upper class high society God's gift to ballroom notoriety I always fill my ballroom The event is never small The social pages say I've got The biggest balls of all
I've got big balls I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all
And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No one can take you higher Everybody says I've got Great balls of fire
Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they're held for pleasure They're the balls that I like best My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It's my belief that my big balls Should be held every night
And I'm just itching to tell you about them Oh we had such wonderful fun Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish...
Iron Man - Black Sabbath
Has he lost his mind? Can he see or is he blind? Can he walk at all, Or if he moves will he fall? Is he alive or dead? Has he thoughts within his head? Well just pass him there Why should we even care?
He was turned to steel In the great magnetic field Where he traveled time For the future of mankind
Nobody wants him He just stares at the world Planning his vengeance That he will soon unfold
Now the time is here For iron man to spread fear Vengeance from the grave Kills the people he once saved
Nobody wants him They just turn their heads Nobody helps him Now he has his revenge
Heavy boots of lead Fills his victims full of dread Running as fast as they can Iron man lives again!
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Aug 29, 2006 9:51:59 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Aug 29, 2006 9:51:59 GMT -5
EVERYBODY'S GOT A STORY By: Amanda Marshall
A la la la la la la la la la la oh, oh, yea, oh You walk up to me and say, I feel like I know you baby And then take a sip of your cherry coke, Now, now who drinks a cherry coke Maybe you notice I see that bead of sweat dancing on your cheek Your words are like a cheap champagne, I get the point, but it's much too sweet
I'm so tired of the dance, This carousel of superficial conversation Gets me nowhere
So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt, Watch the wind, underneath my skirt, But that ain't the picture it's just a part, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps up apart, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
Yea everybody's got a story that could break your heart. la la la la la la na na na na na na na
Now who can read the mind of the red-headed girl next door, Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off, Or the, or the classmate that you ignore.
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see, 'Cause that classmate just lost her mother, And that taxi driver's got a Ph-d.
I'm so tired of the fear That weighs us down with wrong assumptions A broken heart's a natural function
So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt, Watch the wind, underneath my skirt, But that ain't the picture it's just a part, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps us apart, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt, Watch the wind, underneath my skirt, But that ain't the picture it's just a part, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
la la la la la la la la la la la la la
So dig deep, (dig deep) Deeper than the image that you see, (dig deep) Lift up, feel, and let your true self breathe, (dig deep) Show the world the beauty of belief (belief)
See my bra, underneath my shirt, Watch the wind, underneath my skirt, But that ain't the picture it's just a part, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps up apart, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
See my bra, underneath my shirt, Watch the wind, underneath my skirt, But that ain't the picture it's just a part, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. (touch my tongue and don't know what tastes good to me) The human condition that keeps up apart, Everybody's got a story that could break your heart.
that could break your heart, baby everybody's got a story, oh yea
la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la da da da na na na na na na na na
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Aug 29, 2006 17:41:46 GMT -5
Post by notdoneyet on Aug 29, 2006 17:41:46 GMT -5
Lullaby
By: Ghoti Hook
Sunday night has come again (And still I cannot sleep) Hidden lives have come to a head (No more secrets left to keep) And now that everything is gone (The morning sun seems bittersweet) Has the day begun already?
And now ashamed of who I am I missed what everyone could see Always a fight for me to change Into the man you want me to be A better man that shares my name Can I look into his eyes And see a reflection of me?
I try to make it through the day (Too confused to disbelieve) Did it used to be this way? (I try to remember speaking) But you I thought would understand (Appreciate my weakness) Tell me I can be a man
And now ashamed of who I am I missed what everyone could see Always a fight for me to change Into the man you want me to be A better man that shares my name Can I look into his eyes And see a reflection of...
What's left inside to see? These captured thoughts, surrounding jealousy No hope, do you believe? If left alone these words would bury me Still need to sing this boy to sleep In the stillness of his room Present a melody of peace Beckon dreams to follow soon But if there's no one left but him Then the curtain has been drawn A wasted life deserves no song
And now ashamed of who I am I missed what everyone could see Always a fight for me to change Into the man you want me to be A better man that shares my name Can I look into his eyes And see a reflection of me?
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Aug 31, 2006 19:55:39 GMT -5
Post by erik on Aug 31, 2006 19:55:39 GMT -5
Self Disembowelment - Devourment Scream inducing pain torments me from beneath my skin Torturous jolts like needles piercing my intestines I must release these vile insects from inside of me With mighty force I plunge it in to eradicate the source of pain Now the pain has tripled yet I begin to feel bliss Perhaps these insects were a trick played in my mind The more pain, the more pleasure I start to become aroused blood drains from my veins I reach in and pull my guts out My cock is fully aroused I wrap my intestines around it slowly I begin to jerk pleasure unlike I've ever felt My hand and my pulse move faster With my free hand I scrape out my insides I know this will cause my demise But ill die with cum on my hands With fiendish delight I spew a load unlike I've ever seen But I still breathe and feel and uncanny energy Proceeding to consume these cum stained guts now makes sense to me. With lustful force I stuff the steaming mess inside my face The taste of my cum stained guts is as heavenly as when I came Now I'm full and just came, there's only one thing to do I thrust out the knife and slice the shit out of myself Slash my neck, carve out my chest then force it into my ass And to complete this carnage I slice off my gore soaked dick This band has the most disgusting and disturbing lyrics ever. For more fun click: www.lyricsdir.com/devourment-lyrics.html
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Luna
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Sept 1, 2006 9:01:06 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Sept 1, 2006 9:01:06 GMT -5
Right now..grilled cheese sandwich tastes no good...
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Sept 3, 2006 11:28:05 GMT -5
Post by ~Dookie~ on Sept 3, 2006 11:28:05 GMT -5
Yeah, I think I might lose my hot pocket....
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Sept 12, 2006 21:49:22 GMT -5
Post by erik on Sept 12, 2006 21:49:22 GMT -5
Mwahahaha!
The Museum of Iscariot - Virgin Black
Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth... in this stagnant dingy haunt he never really lived. Last night I beat him as he would not leave My insane eyes stare at him as his welted body bleeds Frequently I rape him as I know nothing else He curls up like a fetus and paints his face with sadness Now a fragment of remorse has etched I bandage his wounds, I kiss the face of Jesus Christ but he is dead What can I do? You have forsaked me, called yourself messiah, expected me to follow But now he is dead and his prophecies with him I will bury him not as insult to your face as I stare at his corpse one detail disturbs me His cold stark finger points where I have not been... From my house, a cage of rotten wood I stumble forth to lay beneath the bush withered bones groan, I cultivate as the soil and I grow closer The sun receives an empty gaze it mourns it knows my life is gone No more to offer but my flesh to this soil and a single tear marks my final prayer a rosebud sits in the palm of your hand as I end this flower it blossoms
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Sept 13, 2006 16:49:40 GMT -5
Post by smithers on Sept 13, 2006 16:49:40 GMT -5
Yeah, I think I might lose my hot pocket.... lmao
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Sept 19, 2006 20:01:08 GMT -5
Post by erik on Sept 19, 2006 20:01:08 GMT -5
Paint it Black - The Rolling Stones
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens evry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah!
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Sept 28, 2006 6:59:26 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Sept 28, 2006 6:59:26 GMT -5
I have to say, these two songs are my all times favorite
Flawed Design - Stabilo When I was a young boy I was honest and I had more self-control If I was tempted I would run Then, when I got older I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted When I wanted it - And I wanted it Now, I'm having trouble differentiating Between what I want And what I need To make me happy So instead of thinking I just act Before I have the chance to contemplate the Consequence of action
Bridge: And I will turn off And I will shut down The chemicals are restless in my head
Chorus: 'Cuz I lie Not because I want to But I seem to need to All the time Yeah, I lie And I don't even know it Maybe this is All a part of my flawed design
And ever since I figured out That I could control other people I've had trouble sleeping With both eyes closed And if I asked permission If I make sure it's ok I promise I won't slip up this time You can trust me But never take advice from someone Who just admitted to being devious Who just confessed to treason And I would also never ask a question That I cannot ask myself For it might Dirty up your conscience
Chorus: 'Cuz I lie Not because I want to But I seem to need to All the time Yeah, I lie And I don't even know it Maybe this is All a part of my -
Bridge: And I will turn off And I will shut down Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground And I will turn off And I will shut down The chemicals are restless in my head
'Cuz I lie Not because I want to But I seem to need to All the time Yeah, I lie And I don't even know it Maybe this is All a part of my - 'Cuz I lie And if I could control it Maybe I could leave it all behind Yeah, I lie And I don't even know it Maybe this is all a part of my Flawed design
Wikked Lil' Grrrls Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by And some might say we're wicked little girls With curves and kissers and pearly whites You better keep an eye on your boys and lock em up tight
You think that I'm a lady? You think that I won't fight? I'll make your eyes shine like a liliqoi moonlit night whoa oh You think you're my one and only, only? Sophisticated Yoni told me: "You gots to love livin' while you livin' or you won't love life"
I'm the high pimpstress, I'm honeybrown I'm the baddest bitch to ever hit this town Cornbread woman, yo ho and a bottle of yum I'm gonna have a party with my body, do ya wanna come? Well alright
Cause we're such wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by And some might say we're wicked little girls With curves and kissers and pearly whites You better keep an eye on your boys and lock em up tight
Hey girls, I'm back again, that vixen no bell and that Bride of Frankā¦
loose Shakin' her caboose like Dottie, Octopussy like a James Bond hottie Smokin' like a Cuban, with a whiff like a rumor, better know what you're doing Or get kicked out right away, gonna hide away I'd advise you not to play with those
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by And some might say we're wicked little girls With curves and kissers and pearly whites You better keep an eye on your boys and lock em up tight [2x]
Here come those devils, cheeky sneaky rebels Every day and every night, hot steppin is what we like
Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry Raisin' double trouble every time we pass them by Some might say we're wicked little girls With curves and kissers and pearly whites You better keep an eye on your boys and lock em up tight [2x]
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Oct 2, 2006 19:21:42 GMT -5
Post by ~Dookie~ on Oct 2, 2006 19:21:42 GMT -5
Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood Lyrics I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless,but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on
Yeah... Ha Ha! Finally someone let me out of my cage Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age Now I couldn't be there Now you shouldn't be scared I'm good at repairs And I'm under each snare Intangible Bet you didn't think so I command you to Panoramic view Look I'll make it all manageable Pick and choose Sit and lose All you different crews Chicks and dudes Who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube Like you lit the fuse You think it's fictional Mystical? Maybe Spiritual Hearable What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy Lifeless To know the definition for what life is Priceless For you because I put you on the hype shit You like it? Gunsmokin' righteous with one token Psychic among those Possess you with one go
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless,but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on
The essence the basics Without it you make it Allow me to make this Child, like in nature Rhythm You have it or you don't that's a fallacy I'm in them Every sprouting tree Every child and beast Every cloud you see You see with your eyes I see destruction and demise Corruption in disguise >From this fuckin' enterprise Now I'm sucking to your lies Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides with me as a guide But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye You perceive with your mind That's the inner So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor With a few rhymes so mother fuckers Remember where the thought is I brought all this So you can survive when law is lawless Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead No squealing, remember (that it's all in your head)
Tenacious D - Kielbasa
[KG:] Dude, we gotta fuckin' write something new. C'mon. [strums] [JB:] I don't like that. So far ba--, off to a bad start. [strums again] [JB:] Better, closer, warmer. [strums again] [JB:] That's it. Okay.
[sung] I love ya baby but all I can think about is Kielbasa sausage, your butt cheeks is warm. I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey, My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform. Now get it on!
I see you walkin', but all I can think about is Dianetics, your butt cheeks is warm. I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey, My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform. Now I've been set loose-ah, I'm shooting my juice-ah, Right in your caboose. Now fuckin' get it on! Now get it on. Get it on!
Dianetics Jr. much better than Krishna, Dianetics Jr. much better indeed, And all you people here you're tremendous, (Except the people in the back), And you're smokin' up a big-ass bowl of weed With me, me and KG. All right! Oh yeah, All right! Oh my God! All the ladies in the house say yeah (yeah), C'mon, you muthafucka say a prayer (prayer), When ya fight, ya gotsta fight fair, You muthafucka, ho, you muthafucka, You know what time it is? Tenacious D time, you muthafucka, go! Fuck yeah! Yeah, yeah!
[spoken] Dude, that was TNT.
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Oct 3, 2006 17:33:16 GMT -5
Post by Luna on Oct 3, 2006 17:33:16 GMT -5
I love Clint Eastwood..and a guy in my Tech class named Clint ain't so bad either xD
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Oct 4, 2006 17:36:49 GMT -5
Post by erik on Oct 4, 2006 17:36:49 GMT -5
N.W.O. - Ministry
All the locals hide their tears of regret Open fire cos I love you to death Sky high, with a heartache of stone Youll never see me cos Im always alone
How to love without a trace of dissent Ill buy the torture cos you pay for the rent Tied high with a broken command Youre all alone to the promised land
Im in love with this malicious intent Youve been taken but you dont know it yet What you will know must never live to be found Cos its the subject of the eyes of the clown
P.S. I love dark, vague, and ambigous lyrics... Have you noticed that?
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