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10-01-2005, 09:11 PM
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"Chelsea Hotel #2" by Leonard Cohen:
I remember you well in the chelsea hotel, You were talking so brave and so sweet, Giving me head on the unmade bed, While the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was new york, We were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, You just turned your back on the crowd, You got away, i never once heard you say, I need you, i don't need you, I need you, i don't need you And all of that jiving around. I remember you well in the chelsea hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend. You told me again you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fist for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, You fixed yourself, you said, "well never mind, We are ugly but we have the music." And then you got away, didn't you babe... I don't mean to suggest that i loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the chelsea hotel, That's all, i don't even think of you that often. "The Shortest Story" by Harry Chapin: I am born today the sun burns a promise in my eye Mama strikes me and i draw a breath and cry above me a cloud slowly tumbles through the sky i am glad, to be alive It is my seventh day i taste the hunger and i cry My brother and sister cling to mama's side she squeezes her breast but it has nothing to provide someone weeps, i fall asleep It is twenty days today mama does not hold me anymore I open my mouth but i am to weak to cry above me a bird slowly crawls across the sky why is there nothing now to do but die?
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#152
10-02-2005, 06:58 AM
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at the moment --
A song by Sopor Aeternus. It is based on Edgar Allan Poe's poem, Alone. From childhood's hour I have not been As others were. I have not seen As others saw. I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow. I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone. Then, in my childhood in the dawn Of a most stormy life was drawn From ev'ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still, From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that 'round me roll'd In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it pass'd me flying by, From the thunder, and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.
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#153
10-03-2005, 05:20 AM
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Black No. 1...Type O Negative
I went looking for trouble and boy - i found her She's in love with herself - she likes the dark on her milk white neck - the Devil's mark Now it's all Hallows Eve - the moon is full will she trick or treat - i bet she will she will - happy halloween - baby She's got a date at midnight - with Nosferatu oh baby, Lilly Munster - ain't got nothing on you Well when i called her evil - she just laughed well cast that spell on me - boo bitch craft Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing you can't go out 'cause your roots are showing dye em black - dye em black Black black black black No. 1 black black black black No. 1 Little wolf skin boots - and clove cigarettes an erotic funeral - for which she's dressed her perfume smells like - burning leaves everyday is halloween Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing you can't go out 'cause your roots are showing dye em black - dye em black Black black black black No. 1 she dyes em black black black black No. 1 Loving you - loving you - love love loving you was like loving the dead loving you - loving you love love loving you was like - loving the dead
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...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be Last edited by bloodrayne; 01-30-2006 at 05:53 PM.
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#154
01-10-2006, 11:07 AM
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Last Resort...By Papa Roach
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation No breathing Don't give a fuck 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 fuck 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 Mutilation outta sight And I’m contemplating suicide Cuz 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 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 up on a higher level Finding nothing but questions and devils Cuz I’m losing my sight Losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me in 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 fuck 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 Mutilation outta sight And I’m contemplating suicide Cuz 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
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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#155
01-10-2006, 11:08 AM
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Always...By Saliva
I hear... a voice say "Don't be so blind"... it's telling me all these things... that you would probably hide... am I... your one and only desire... am I the reason you breathe... or am I the reason you cry... Always... always... always... always... always... always... I just can't live without you... I love you... I hate you... I can't get around you... I breathe you... I taste you... I can't live without you... I just can't take anymore... this life of solitude... I guess that i'm out the door... and now i'm done with you... I feel... like you don't want me around... I guess i'll pack all my things... I guess i'll see you around... It's all... been bottled up until now... as I walk out your door... all I can hear is the sound... Always... always... always... always... always... always... I just can't live without you... I love you... I hate you... I can't get around you... I breathe you... I taste you... I can't live without you... I just can't take anymore... this life of solitude... I guess that i'm out the door... and now i'm done with you... I love you... I hate you... I can't live without you... I left my head around your heart... Why would you tear my world apart... Always... always... always... always... I see... the blood all over your hands... does it make you feel... more like a man... was it all... just a part of your plan... the pistol's shakin' in my hands... and all I hear is the sound... I love you... I hate you... I can't live without you... I breathe you... I taste you... I can't live without you... I just can't take anymore... this life of solitude... I guess that i'm out the door... and now i'm done with you... I love you... I hate you... I can't live without you... I love you... I hate you... I can't live without you... I just can't take anymore... this life of solitude... I pick myself off the floor... and now i'm done with you... Always... Always... Always...
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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#156
01-10-2006, 04:06 PM
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Minority
I wanna be the minority I don't need your authority down with the moral majority 'cause I wanna be the minority I pledge allegiance to the underworld one nation under dog there of which I stand alone a face in the crowd unsung against the mold without a doubt singled out the only way I know 'cause I wanna be the minority I don't need your authority down with the moral majority 'cause I wanna be the minority stepped out of line like a sheep runs from the herd marching out of time to my own beat now the only way I know one light one mind flashing in the dark blinded by the silence of a 1,000 broken hearts for crying out loud she screamed unto me a free for all fuck them all you are your own sight 'cause I wanna be the minority I don't need your authority down with the moral majority 'cause I wanna be the minority hey one light one mind flashing in the dark blinded by the silence of a 1,000 broken hearts for crying out loud she screamed unto me a free for all fuck them all you are your own sight 'cause I wanna be the minority I don't need your authority down with the moral majority 'cause I wanna be the minority (I wanna be) the Minority (I wanna be) the Minority (I wanna be) the Minority (I wanna be) the Minority
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#157
01-10-2006, 04:11 PM
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Paranoid
Finished with my woman 'Cause she couldn't help me with my mind People think I'm insane Because I am frowning all the time All day long I think of things But nothing seems to satisfy Think I'll lose my mind If I don't find something to pacify Can you help me Occupy my brain? Oh yeah I need someone to show me The things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness I must be blind Make a joke and I will sigh And you will laugh and I will cry Happiness I cannot feel And love to me is so unreal And so as you hear these words Telling you now of my state I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late
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#158
01-13-2006, 12:00 AM
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Sick Of It All...By Finger Eleven
Are the sins getting staler Does every moment move past you Or does it feel like forever And shouldn’t you be laughing too? Take a look how they found you Take a look what they’ve done to you now What was it they wanted Sullen and haunted? If only you saw it coming How far down would you fall If you never came up again ’cause you’re so sick of it all And you want to change everything Just how deep will you go To see through it all? If you could consume her Would you say you were finding your way out? Is anything coming clearer Smashing your mirror? Still you can see you’re guilty Coming closer my composure turning Inside out in her Calling home all alone You can call I won’t answer Any question in my head Remains until you feel the same Never telling how I felt is all I ever cared about
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#160
01-17-2006, 05:27 PM
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Helena by My chemical romance
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