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 Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 12:27 pm
She Doesn't Get It by The Format (Concert Tomorrow Night!)
I've read every word you've said
From a poster of a cat
Four books look across your sofa
I thought your coffee table
Was more clever than that
It gets worse once we get to her room
As she stops and she sings
"doot do do doot do do doot do do"
I claim "New Religion" is my song
She doesn't get it
It's all before she was born
And you lock your doors
Like I've been here before
I feel like I've seen a ghost
She says she's leaving on a Sunday
That leaves me one more night
Can I take you home?
I know it's wrong
But I know your type
She says she's leaving on a Sunday
And I don't care
I need to know where to turn
I tried it once
It never caught on
I was the only one that got hurt
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 4:53 pm
Ianex: Thats my favorite song by them! ;~;
Honey and Vinegar
I accept your concerns
But I know its not right
Lets call it what it is and what it is, is dead to me.
Down to Earth Approach
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 1:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 7:58 pm
Dog Problems by The Format (First song played by The Format at last nights AMAZING concert)
Don't you dare sleep with someone you don't know.
They'll feel it in the back of their throat.
We know I cant construct a poem,
Cause words like girls get bored and run
C'est la vie, I say I've got so many better things
I've got nothing, you should see me,
I smoke myself to sleep.
And blame postmodern things I cant relate,
Like summer camp and coastal states.
Like alcohol and coffee beans.
Dance floors and magazines.
I think its safe to say I've only got myself to blame
But boys in swooping haircuts are bringing me down,
Taking pictures of themselves.
And so I walk the web in search of love,
But always seem to end up stuck.
I'm finding flaws in everyone.
I've reached the point where all I want,
Is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up.
We are parallel lines were running in circles,
We're never meant to cross.
I'm at a loss, you were my tangerine,
My pussycat, my trampoline.
Now all I get are wincing cheeks,
And dog problems, I signed a lease.
Thinking my heart belonged at 93rd and park.
Instead I broke a girls heart,
And flew back to phoenix to finish the year as it started.
Can you hear me?
Are you listening?
This is the sound of my heart breaking.
And I hope its entertaining,
Cause for me its a b***h.
Was it worth it?
When you slept with him?
Did you get it all out of your system?
I am over that
Hope you dont get up
I couldnt breath
Caught me on the cross
I didnt know
I couldnt give up
B is for believing you'd always be here for me.
E is for everything, even when we'd see it though.
C, c is for seeing through you, you are a fake, which brings me to
A because, because, you always run away.
I never finish phrases, I misspell.
Open arms are prison cells.
When I said, I hate what I've become
I lied, I hated who I was.
So when you start to wonder 'bout the strain in my throat,
Then don't you ever, no never, ever, sleep with someone you don't know
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 10:41 pm
Alcohol, by Bare Naked Ladies.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:50 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 8:41 pm
Outside by The Early November
It's time to go outside
I'm gonna be sick for a while
It's gonna be quite some time
If that's what we never had
We gotta get used to it
I'm glad to get used to it fast
Tell me what my name can mean
In the dictionary scene
Yeah that's like over 40 million sold
(Oh) we doing right
But why write when we can type
Computers get me psyched
They'll probably make us slaves in 40 years
And it's time to go outside
I'm gonna be sick for a while
It's gonna be quite some time
If that's what we never had
We gotta get used to it
I'm glad to get used to it fast
And throw the window through the door
We don't use this anymore
I'm not throwing stones
And it means the world to me
Oh three due in time
With the love of love gives life
Oh your heart it helps so much
When we're barely scraping by
It's time to go outside
I'm gonna be sick for a while
It's gonna be quite some time
If that's what we never had
We gotta get used to it
I'm glad to get used to it fast
Open [x4]
And it means the world to me
And it's time to go outside
I'm gonna be sick for a while
It's gonna be quite some time
If that's what we never had
We gotta get used to it
I'm glad to get used to it fast
It's time to (oooh)
If that's what we never had
We gotta get used to it
I'm glad to get used to it fast
And it's time to go outside
I'm gonna be sick for a while
It's gonna be quite some time
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 8:42 pm
Asterisk by Orange Range, the opening theme music to Bleach, the first season.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:35 pm
Angel Below
-Underoath
Ianex: I seen Early Novemeber in concert once. <3
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:46 pm
The only difference between matyrdoom and suicide is press coverage.
Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen.
Oh we are still so young, desperate for attention.
I aim to be, Your eyes. Trophy boy's trophy wives.
-Panic! at the Disco
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:56 pm
Aerosmith - What Kind Of Love Are You On
Hellz yeah.
domokun
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 2:24 pm
Naglfar - The Perpetual Horrors
Three 6 Mafia - Stay Fly
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 5:07 pm
"The Ultimate One Winged Angel," Nobuo Uematsu, FF7 Advent Children.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 5:28 pm
Screw music. House is on <3.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 5:56 pm
Ode to Joy- Beethovens 9th symphony.
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