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 Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:30 pm
Your vision came,
It kept me out of bed,
Slid between my sheets,
Gonna split my head.
Somebody tame
The beast the dwells within,
The bittersweet nightmares
I fixed to grind you in.
Your vision came,
It kept me out of bed,
The thrill that u give’s
Gonna kill me dead,
Hey little girl,
No reason to shout.
You made up your own dreams
Now you can get yourself around.
Cut me up, break me off baby,
Don’t let go ‘til I can’t breathe.
I may run but I still want it
Follow me into my dream.
Cut me up, break me off baby,
Don’t let go ‘til I can’t breathe.
I may run but I still want it
Fill the night up with my scream (ahhhh!)
Cut me up, cut it through me (ow, ow, oww!)
Cut me up, cut it through me (ow, ow, oww!)
Cut me up, cut it through me (ow, ow, oww!)
Cut me up, cut it through me (ow, ow, oww!)
Pleasure pain burning in my bed,
Your pins hit my skin until it bled.
The ******** will lift
When our bodies feel the sweat,
That ain’t no feel when your panties getting wet,
Pleasure pain kept me out of bed,
The thrill that u give’s gonna kill me dead.
Your beauty ripped my world apart,
Now I’m coming back to settle up and take your heart
(Chorus)
Cut me up, cut me up, dreams, I can’t breathe,
cut me up, give it to me, cut me up, come on
come on, breathe, cut me up, cut me up, I can’t breathe…
HAR MAR SUPERSTAR- CUT ME UP SONG
that was the ONLY thing that i could find with the song i dont even know WTF that show is, but just scroll down so you dont have to watch and just listen to the RADDD SONG <3
WHAT ARE SONGS YOU'D ******** TO? [ post lyrics plz with it]
WASNT THAT AN AMAZZZINNNNGG SONG surprised
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:35 pm
Bush-Mouth
Its not really the lyrics, it's the sound once you get into it. Very ******** href="https://www.gaiaonline.com/gaia/redirect.php?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DQ81PalVGf5k" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">music video
Don't bother watching, the video is lame, just listen...and imagine doin the nasty to it.
You gave me this, made me give, your silver grin, stil sticking it in
You have some machine, soul machine
The longest kiss, feeling furniture day
Drift madly to you, pollute my heart, drain
You have broken me, broken me
All your mental armour drags me down, nothing hurts like your mouth, mouth
Your loaded smiles and pretty just deserts
Wish it all for you, so much it never hurts
You have soul machine, stolen me
All your mental armour drags me down
We can't breathe when we come around
All your mental armour drags me down, nothing hurts like your mouth, mouth
Your mouth, mouth, mouth, your mouth, mouth, mouth
We? been missing long before never found our way home
We? been missing long before we will found our way
You gave me this, made me give you have soul machine broken free
All your mental armour drags me down, we can? breathe when we come around
All your mental armour drags me down nothing hurts like your mouth, mouth
Your mouth, mouth, mouth, your mouth, mouth, mouth
All your mental armour, all your mental armour and your mouth, mouth
Mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:49 pm
panic! at the disco - lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off
very ******** song
it encourages teen sex. surprised and brendon urie is singing it. omgomg. i die.
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better ********
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better ********
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
heart heart heart heart heart
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 12:50 pm
Har mar superstar. heart
Easy pass is his best song.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 12:52 pm
say something or sidewalk ends by gotham road
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 1:17 pm
99 Red (Luft) Balloons.
Hast Du etwas Zeit für mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer Dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst Du vielleicht grad' an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied fuer Dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und dass sowas von sowas kommt
99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man fuer UFOs aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
Eine Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn es so war
Dabei war da am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Duesenjaeger
Jeder war ein grosser Krieger
Hielten sich fuer Captain Kirk
Das gab ein grosses Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fuehlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons
99 Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer haette das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 Jahre Krieg
Liessen keinen Platz fuer Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt es nicht mehr
Und auch keine Duesenflieger
Heute zieh ich meine Runden
Seh die Welt in Truemmern liegen
Hab' nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an Dich und lass' ihn fliegen
X"D I dunno if that's in the right order or not cos it copied rly weird.
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 1:18 pm
Santeria-Sublime
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-a**
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait
Okay
so I lied
but this song is god
and anything is possible.
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