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 Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 1:09 pm
I'm really scared that I'll like an MCR song because of that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 4:48 pm
Hmmm....lemmeeeee thiiiink.
I have the Charlie's Angels song stuck IN. MY. HEAD.
XDDDDDDD
I'll just say that's my mood.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 6:07 pm
I had Confessions Part. 2 stuck in my head at lunch today when I haven't heard that song since fifth grade or something.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 9:39 am
I had HIM playing in my head this morining. And now i have this song in my mind. My mood is in between those two. My mood.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 1:17 pm
 ★★★ "Duende" by DeleriumBleak desolation
In a beam of sun
Scraping as I crawl (Your heart can’t hear me)
Tearing bruising fall (Your hands can’t hear me)
Thirsting raging blind (Your eyes can’t hear me)
Racing against time (Your arms can’t hear me)
Like and angel you’ll come
In a dream, precious one
And, make me beautifully numb
Desperate panicked calls (The wind can’t hear me)
Muffled weak and small (The sand can’t hear me)
Pleading groping hands (The truth can’t hear me)
Bleeding in the sand (Your heart can’t hear me)
Bleak desolation
In a beam of sun
Like an angel you’ll come
In a dream, blessed one
And, make me joyfully numb
Razor fingers cling (The wind can’t hear me)
Piercing demons sing (The sand can’t hear me)
Twisting hollow Hell (The truth can’t hear me)
Burning blisters swell (Your heart can’t hear me)
Sharp cut aching breath (Your arms can’t hear me)
Choking scent of death (You hands can’t hear me)
Grueling jaw bone grind (Your eyes can’t hear me)
Cursed by my own mind (Your heart can’t hear me)★★★ 
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:06 pm
jizo..tht song is beautiful. Its very pretty.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:41 pm
★★★ It's certainly one my most favorite of what Delerium as put out.★★★
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 12:56 pm
Time is Running Out: Muse
I think I'm drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
ooooohh
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 12:57 pm
Mad World: Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces,
Worn out places,
Worn out faces,
Bright and early for the daily races,
Going nowhere,
Going nowhere,
Their tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression,
No expression,
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow,
No tomorrow,
No tomorrow,
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles it's a very very,
Mad world,
Mad world,
Children waiting for the day they feel good,
Happy birthday,
Happy birthday,
Made to feel the way that every child should,
Sit and listen,
Sit and listen,
Went to school and I was very nervous,
No one knew me,
No one knew me,
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson,
Look right through me,
Look right through me,
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles it's a very very,
Mad world,
Mad world,
Enlarging your world,
Mad world...
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 1:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 5:42 pm
Haligh, Haligh, a Lie, Haligh- Bright Eyes
The phone slips from a loose grip. Words were missed then some apology like I didnt want to
tell you this its just some guys she has been hanging out with oh I dont know the past couple
of weeks I guess. Thank you and hang up the phone. Let the funeral start. Hear the casket
close. Lets pin split-black ribbon onto your overcoat. Still laughter pours from under doors in this
house. I dont understand that sound no more. It seems artificial like a T.V. set. Haligh, Haligh,
Haligh, Haligh this weight it must be satisfied. You offer only one reply. You know not what you
do. But you tear and tear your hair from roots. From that same head you have twice removed a
lock of hair you said would prove our love would never die. Well ha ha ha. But I remember
everything the words we spoke on freezing South street. And all those morning watching you
get ready for school. You combed your hair inside that mirror. The one you painted blue and
glued with jewelry tears. Something about those bright colors always made you feel better. So
now we speak with ruined tongues and the words we say arent meant for anyone. Its just a
mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance, but there was once you said you hated my
suffering and you understood and youd take care of me. You would always be there, well where
are you now? Haligh, Haligh, Haligh, Haligh, the plans were never finalized but left to hang like
yarn and twice dangling before my eyes. As you tear and tear your hair from roots, from that
same head that you have twice removed a lock of hair you said would prove that our love would
never die. As I sing and sing of awful things, the pleasure that my sadness brings as my fingers
press onto the strings you get another clumsy chord. Haligh, Haligh, an awful lie. This weight will
now be satisfied. I will give you only one reply, I know not who I am but I talk in the mirror to the
stranger that appears. Our conversations are circles and always one sided, nothing is clear.
Except we keep coming back to this meaning that I lack. He says the choices were given and
now I must live them or just not live, but do you want that?
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 8:15 am
Moi dix Mois - The Prophet
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Thou roam in a black desperate darkness.
Putrefied corpse , Feast of rapture!
The Prophet of Rebirth.
Lord God, answer my prayer!
Lord God, answer my prayer!
Find thy way to the end of desire
Give myself thy blood and flesh , I will recall!
Thou, go to the sublime pitch-dark territory, Now the time has come!
Why, o heretical goddess of darkness,
Was I abandoned, never to see that which I envisioned?
A perishing lover imprisoned in Pandora's box
An ephemeral, fateful scenario
A man losing his vision, who will never reach the light of his hopes
Led away on strands of spider's silk
Lead thy thought to the other side of time , Shut in
Awaken the beginning of shadows’ existence
On grace, madness, and this blood-smeared stage
Thou must not see, my horrifying shape
Lord God, answer my prayer!
Lord God, answer my prayer!
I seek an eternal world for the two of us alone
Why is this endless love hidden within a labyrinth?
A perishing lover imprisoned in Pandora's box
An ephemeral, fateful scenario
A man losing his vision, who will never reach the light of his hopes
Led away on strands of spider's silk...
An ephemeral, fateful scenario.
A man losing his vision, who will never reach the light of his desires
In the midst of forbidden time...
A perishing lover imprisoned in Pandora's box
Continues to dance...
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 12:40 pm
Right now I have funeral music in my head... X__X
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 1:10 pm
★★★ 「After School (Boys Be, Girls Do)」 - by Chicochair★★★
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 11:23 am
 地蔵菩薩是buddha saranam gachami, dutyampi
dhamma saranam gachami, dutyampi
sangha saranam gachami ...  萬知通
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