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 Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 3:51 pm
Diabolical by Mindless Self Indulgence
oo hoo baby
its to the best of my knowledge i guess that im fresh
say oo hoo baby
i got the diabolical sound comin through your speakers
oo hoo baby
youre just like all of the rest
youre just like all of the
oo hoo baby
youre just like all of the rest
youre just like all of the
oo hoo
oo hoo
oo hoo baby
its to the best of my knowledge i guess that im fresh
say oo hoo baby
i got the diabolical sound comin through your speakers
oo hoo baby
youre just like all of the rest
youre just like all of the
oo hoo baby
youre just like all of the rest youre just like all of the
rest
rest
rest
rest
rest
youre just like all of the
uh-huh
uh-huh
uh-huh
uh-huh
uh-huh
oo hoo baby
youre just like all of the rest
youre just like all of the
oo hoo baby
i got the diabolical sound comin through your speakers
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 11:49 am
Going Under
Evanescence
Now I will tell you what I've done for you -
50 thousand tears I've cried.
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you -
And you still won't hear me.
(going under)
Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself.
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under
Blurring and stirring - the truth and the lies.
(So I don't know what's real) So I don't know what's real and what's not (and what's not)
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm...
So go on and scream
Scream at me I'm so far away (so far away)
I won't be broken again (again)
I've got to breathe - I can't keep going under
I'm dying again
I'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going under (going under)
I'm going under (drowning in you)
I'm going under
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:56 pm
whee I love that song Bity...
My Immortal
by Evanescence
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2009 1:17 pm
Home
Three Days Grace
I’ll be coming home
Just to be alone
Cause I know you’re not there
And I know that you don’t care
I can hardly wait to leave this place
No matter how hard I try
You’re never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I’m better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you’re here
This is not my home
I think I’m better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a home
By the time you come home
I’m already stoned
You turn off the TV
And you scream at me
I can hardly wait
Till you get off my case
No matter how hard I try
You’re never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I’m better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you’re here
This is not my home
I think I’m better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a home
I’m better off alone
No matter how hard I try
You’re never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I’m better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you’re here
This is not my home
I think I’m better off alone
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a
Home, home, this house is not a home
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 1:27 pm
I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Panic! At The Disco
Oh, well imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words
"What a beautiful wedding!
What a beautiful wedding!, says a bridesmaid to a waiter
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame
The poor groom's bride is a whore"
I chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of
Well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Pour the champagne
I chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
Again......
I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
Again .....
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 2:04 pm
"Home"
Breaking Benjamin
I've got a little red bow
And I bought it for you
'Cause I know you're not fair
I don't get it, oh well
And you color my skin
And the colors don't blend
'Cause I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
'Cause I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Like home
I've, got a southern belle too
And ruby red shoes
With a body of straw
Are you sick of it all?
There's a man made of tin
With an oil can grin
And I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
And I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
Can you let me go down
To the end of the road
In the black and the white
A Technicolorful life
Can I stand by your side?
We can make it alright
Like home
'Cause I'm home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
Can you let me go down
To the end of the road
In the black and the white
A Technicolorful life
Then another arrived
It's a cowardly lion
What I want from this world
What I wanna resolve
When I want you to stay
So I want you to wait
I don't wanna be bold
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna grow old
I don't wanna go home
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 8:25 pm
Still Alive
Portal
This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here:
HUGE SUCCESS!
It's hard to overstate
my satisfaction
Aperture Science
we do what we must
because we can
For the good of all of us
except the ones who are
dead.
But there's no sense crying
over every mistake,
you just keep on trying
til you run out of cake
And the science gets done
and you make a neat gun
for the people who are
still alive!
I'm not even angry
I'm being so sincere right
now
Even though you broke my heart
and killed me.
And tore me to pieces
And threw every piece into a
fire
As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you
Now these points of data make
a beautiiful line
And we're out of beta, we're
releasing on time
So I'm glad I got burned
think of all the things we
learned
for the people who are
still alive!
Go ahead and leave me
I think I prefer to stay
inside
Maybe you'll find someone else
to help you
Maybe Black Mesa.
That was a joke, HA HA
FAT CHANCE
Anyway, this cake is great
It's so delicious and moist
Look at me, still talking
when there's science to do.
When I look up, there it makes
me glad I'm not you
I've experiments to run
There is research to be done
on the people who are
still alive!
And believe me I am
still alive
I'm doing science and I'm
still alive
I feel fantastic and I'm
still alive
While you're dying, I'll be
still alive
And when you're dead, I will be
still alive
Still alive
Still alive
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 6:35 pm
Lady Marmalade
Moulin Rouge
Where’s all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya’ll flow sistas
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh! uh huh
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
What What, What what
Ooh oh
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
yea yea yea yea
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets is where he started to freak yeah
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da-da-da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
Yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter belts
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin‘, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I’m sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heel shoes get love from the dudes
4 bad a** chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case the meaning of expensive taste
If you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate-a what?
Creole Lady Marmalade
One more time C’mon now
Marmalade... Lady Marmalade... Marmalade...
Hey Hey Hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
Color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More-more-more
Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5
Livin' a grey flannel life
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More-more-more
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C‘Mon! uh)
Creole Lady Marmalade Yes-ah......
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AshoftheMidnightRose Crew
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 4:25 pm
SKILLET LYRICS
"The Last Night"
You come to me with scars on your wrist
You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this
I just came to say goodbye
I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine
But I know it's a lie.
[Chorus:]
This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be.
The last night you'll spend alone,
I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go,
I'm everything you need me to be.
Your parents say everything is your fault
But they don't know you like I know you they don't know you at all
I'm so sick of when they say
It's just a phase, you'll be o.k. you're fine
But I know it's a lie.
[Chorus]
The last night away from me
[Bridge:]
The night is so long when everything's wrong
If you give me your hand I will help you hold on
Tonight,
Tonight.
[Chorus]
I won't let you say goodbye,
I'll be your reason why.
The last night away from me,
Away from me.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:51 pm
EVANESCENCE
"Breathe No More"
[Piano Solo Opening]
I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
But I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more
[Piano Solo Ending]
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:10 am
B.Y.O.B
System Of A Down
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victories kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Blast off, it's party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off, it's party time,
And where the f*** are you?
Where the f*** are you?
Where the f*** are you?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun
Where the f*** are you!
Where the f*** are you!
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:46 am
ANBERLIN
Godspeed
Burning down neverland scatter the ashes
White lines black ties the mansions
Is this another death by misadventure,
Tell me what you got, what you really got
(Hey, Hey)
We’ll rest in our graves,
Lexington course your veins
Sleepers can't just wake the dead
When needles and lovers collapse on guilty beds
Fall asleep (don't fall asleep)
Don't fall asleep
(They lied when they said that "the good die young")
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
woah-oh-ah-oh
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
stay with me, stay with me tonight
Burning down bridges now, scatter the ashes
Godspeed to all you're after
Is this a life left just to remember?
Tell them who you were, who you really were
Kill yourself slowly over time, fashion statement suicide
She's still asleep in a Chelsea hotel
Bad turn to worse, and the worst turns into hell
Fall asleep, don't fall asleep
Don't fall asleep
(God save the eyes that dim tonight)
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
woah-oh-ah-oh
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
Stay with me, stay with me tonight
WOAH-OH-AH-OH
THEY LIED, WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
woah-oh-ah-oh
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
Stay with me, stay with me tonight
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
woah-oh-ah-oh
THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID "THE GOOD DIE YOUNG!"
Stay with me, stay with me tonight
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AshoftheMidnightRose Crew
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AshoftheMidnightRose Crew
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 12:09 am
ANBERLIN
Inevitable
Do you remember when we were just kids
And cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss
Schoolyard conversations taken to heart
And laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not
I wanna break every clock
The hands of time could never move again
We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)
For the rest of our lives
Is it over now hey, hey, is it over now
I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have
I wanna be your last, first kiss
Amazing how life turns out the way that it does
We end up hurting the worst, the only ones we really love
I wanna break every clock
The hands of time could never move again
We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)
For the rest of our lives
Is it over now hey, hey, is it over now
I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have
I wanna be your last, first kiss
Is it over now hey, hey, is it over now
Is it over how hey, hey, it's not over now
I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have (that you'll ever have)
I wanna be your last, first love (that you'll ever have)
Till you're lying here beside me with arms and eyes open wide
I wanna be your last, first kiss for all time
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 3:31 am
ANBERLIN
Reclusion
There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around
They don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound
All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression
if a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands
Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 9:44 pm
SR-71
Right Now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over
So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over
[Chorus]
Why
Why do you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down ‘til we see eye to eye
Figure it out
I know
She may not be Ms Right
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
I used to hang on every word,
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over
She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss
That b***h it's over
You know I used to be such a nice boy
[Chorus]
Why
Why do you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down ‘til we see eye to eye
Figure it out
I know
She may not be Ms Right
She'll do right now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
She's driving me insane
But now that's over (now that's over)
[Chorus]
Why
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down ‘til we see eye to eye
Figure it out
I know
She may not be Ms Right
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
Right now
Ohh
Right now
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