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Kate Bush - Under Ice

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It's wonderful

Everywhere, so white

The river has frozen over

Not a soul on the ice

Only me, skating fast

I'm speeding past trees leaving

Little lines in the ice

Cutting out little lines

In the ice, splitting, splitting sound

Silver heels spitting, spitting snow

There's something moving under

Under the ice

Moving under ice

“Things are as they are. Looking out into the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.” – Alan Watts
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Nickelback - "Animals"

 

 

 

I, I'm driving black on black

Just got my license back

I got this feeling in my veins this train is coming off the track

I'll ask polite if the devil needs a ride

Because the angel on my right ain't hanging out with me tonight

I'm driving past your house while you were sneaking out

I got the car door opened up so you can jump in on the run

Your mom don't know that you were missing

She'd be pissed if she could see the parts of you that I've been kissing

Screamin'

 

[CHORUS]

No, we're never gonna quit

Ain't nothing wrong with it

Just acting like we're animals

No, no matter where we go

'Cause everybody knows

We're just a couple of animals

 

So come on baby, get in

Get in, just get in

Check out the trouble we're in

 

You're beside me on the seat

Got your hand between my knees

And you control how fast we go by just how hard you wanna squeeze

It's hard to steer when you're breathing in my ear

But I got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears

By now, no doubt that we were heading south

I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak with a full mouth

'Cause this was it, like flicking on a switch

It felt so good I almost drove into the ditch

I'm screamin'

 

[CHORUS]

 

So come on baby, get in

Get in, just get in

Look at the trouble we're in

 

We were parked out by the tracks

We're sitting in the back

And we just started getting busy

When she whispered "what was that?"

The wind, I think 'cause no one else knows where we are

And that was when she started screamin'

"That's my dad outside the car!"

Oh please, the keys, they're not in the ignition

Must have wound up on the floor while

we were switching our positions

I guess they knew that she was missing

As I tried to tell her dad it was her mouth that I was kissing

Screamin'

 

[CHORUS]

 

So come on baby, get in

We're just a couple of animals

Get in, just get in

Ain't nothing wrong with it

Check out the trouble we're in

Get in, just get in

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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Linkin Park - "Part Of Me"

 

 

Part of me won

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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Immanuel Kant was a real pissant

Who was very rarely stable.

 

Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar

Who could think you under the table.

 

David Hume could out-consume

Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, [some versions have 'Schopenhauer and Hegel']

 

And Wittgenstein was a beery swine

Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.

 

There's nothing Nietzche couldn't teach ya

'Bout the raising of the wrist.

Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.

 

John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,

On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.

 

Plato, they say, could stick it away--

Half a crate of whisky every day.

 

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.

Hobbes was fond of his dram,

 

And Ren

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How sweet to be an Idiot,

As harmless as a cloud,

Too small to hide the sun

Almost poking fun,

At the warm but insecure untidy crowd.

 

How sweet to be an idiot,

And dip my brain in joy,

Children laughing at my back,

With no fear of attack,

As much retaliation as a toy.

 

How sweet to be an idiot, how sweet.

 

I tiptoe down the street,

Smiled at everyone I meet,

But suddenly a scream,

Smashes through my dream,

Fie fye foe fum,

I smell the blood of an asylum,

(Blood of an asylum,

But mother I play so beautifully, listen. ha ha)

Fie fye foe fum,

I smell the blood of the asylum,

Hey you, you're such a pedant,

You got as much brain as a dead ant,

As much imagination as a caravan sign.

 

But I still love you, still love you,

Oooh how sweet to be an idiot,

How sweet. how sweet. How sweet.

^Asinus asinorum in saecula saeculorum

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There's a voice that keeps on calling me

Down the road is where I'll always be

 

Every stop I make, I'll make a new friend

Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,

Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

 

Down this road, that never seems to end,

Where new adventure, lies just around the bend.

 

So if you want to join me for a while

Just grab your hat, come travel light - that's hobo style.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,

Until tomorrow, the whole world is my home.

 

So if you want to join me for a while

Just grab your hat, come travel light

That's hobo style.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,

Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,

Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

 

There's a world, that's waiting to unfold,

A brand new tale, no one has ever told,

 

We've journey'd far but, you know it won't be long,

We're almost there and we've paid our fare, with the hobo song.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want settle down,

Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

 

So if you want to join me for a while

Just grab your hat, come travel light - that's hobo style.

 

Maybe tomorrow, I'll find what I call home

Until tomorrow, you know I'm free to roam.

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Big and Rich - Wild West Show

 

I'm feelin' like Tonto,

Ridin' a Pinto,

Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down.

I'm a little unravelled,

But I'm still in the saddle,

Cryin' your name out to the crowds,

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

Why don't you meet me,

Back at the tepee?

We'll lay down by the camp fire.

There, in the dark night,

We'll smoke the peace pipe,

Forget about who's wrong or right.

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

Yeah, it was a big showdown,

Oh yeah, we stood our ground.

Shot out the lights:

It got a little crazy.

I don't wanna see us go,

The way of the buffalo:

Don't wanna have another wild west show.

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

Only forgiveness,

Will finally end this.

There won't be a witness if we both fall.

There's never a hero,

In a battle of egos.

There's never a winner of the quick draw.

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

Yeah, it was a big showdown,

Oh yeah, we stood our ground.

Shot out the lights:

It got a little crazy.

Don't wanna see us go,

The way of the buffalo:

Don't wanna have another wild west show.

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

It's like a ghost town,

Without you around.

Why can't we just forget it,

Ride off in the sunset?

 

It was a big showdown,

Oh yeah, we stood our ground.

Shot out the lights:

It got a little crazy.

I don't wanna see us go,

The way of the buffalo:

Don't wanna have another wild west show.

Hey yaw, Hey yaw!

 

I'm feelin' like Tonto,

Ridin' a Pinto,

Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down.

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As promised earlier this week...

 

Ben Folds - Fred Jones Part Two

 

fred sits alone at his desk in the dark

there's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall

he has packed all his things

and he's put them in boxes

things that remind him that life has been good

twenty five years he's worked at the paper

a man's here to take him downstairs

and i'm sorry mr jones.... it's time

 

there was no party and there were no songs

cause today's just a day like the day that he started

and no one is left here that knows his first name

yeah, and life barrels on like a runaway train

where the passengers change

they don't change anything

you get off

someone else can get on

and i'm sorry mr jones... it's time

 

the streetlight it shines through the haze

casting lines on the floor

and lines on his face

he reflects on the day...

 

fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement

projecting some slides onto a plain white

canvas and traces it

fills in the spaces

he turns off the slides

and it doesn't look right

yeah, and all of these bastards have taken his place

he's forgotten but not yet gone

 

and i'm sorry mr jones

and i'm sorry mr jones

and i'm sorry mr jones... it's time

baby, take off your beret

everyone's a critic and most people are DJs

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Slayer - Bloodline

 

Eternal the kiss I breathe

Siphon your blood to me

Feel my wounds of your God

Forever rape mortality

I smell of death I reek of hate

I will live forever

Lost child, pay the dead, bleeding screams of silence

In my veins your eternity!

 

I'll kill you and your dreams tonight, begin new life

Bleed your death upon me, let your bloodline feed my youth

 

First breath born, come alive, learn to kill

Bloodfest awaits to feed your hunger

Dark side has no rival, test your faith in blood

Night hides the hunting packs, a feeding frenzy

 

I'll kill you and your dreams tonight, begin new life

Bleed your death upon me, let your bloodline gain my youth.

 

I am the first not the last, condemned by a single kiss, betrayed eternally, I'll

rip inside your soul

Contaminating the world, defying god and son, black heart that

brings your death, living in infamy.

 

Drink the flesh of life itself prepare to reign a thousand years!

 

I'll kill you and your dreams tonight, begin new life

Bleed your death upon me, let your bloodline feed my youth

 

Bleed your death upon me!

 

Blame God choosen children, as you die i'm immortal, faithless no religion

Stalking prey is my confessionn, captive blood enslavement, pain and hunger

drives your madness

Drink flesh life itself, prepare to reign a thousand years!

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My Dying Bride

The Dreadful Hours

 

Mother will you take me down?

I have become so afraid

Mother please, please take me down

I am sorry, your boy is not brave

 

Child just hold on. Night will soon be gone

Sleep if you can. But watch your father's hand

 

We do not want you. No-body loves you

Father of the dark. Tonight will greet you

 

God in heaven, can you hear me

Help me Oh Lord. They're coming for me

Mother warned me. Father scorned me

Oh my God No. Now I hear him

 

I claim your life on this night

within sight of your own God

 

The silence, the waiting then the pain

Oh child, sleep will be here soon

Your life has only ever been shame

And so young boy, my hand brings doom

 

Child, won't you awake. Father has gone

Child, please come awake. Please my tiny son

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Smile Empty Soul - Finding Myself

 

I don't care anymore if I let you down

I believe that I need to be free

I'm so used to my life with you around

I don't know anymore....the real me

 

And i thought i found my self today

And I thought that I had control

All the change in my life just fell away

For a moment I didn't need you

 

All these tears that I've cried

You must be tired of taking care of me but

Its what you do best and

I'm a liar cause really its what I need

 

And I thought that I found myself today

And I thought that I had control

All the change in my life just fell away

For a moment I didn't need you

 

Someone like you

Someone like me

Maybe its change that set you free

Free....

 

And I thought that I found myself today

And I thought that I had control

All the change in my life just fell away

For a moment I didn't need you

 

And I thought that I found myself today

And I thought that I had control

All the change in my life just fell away

For a moment I didn't need you

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Everlast - "Today (Watch Me Shine)"

 

Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember

Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure

I'm out of time

I'm out of rhyme

I'm out of reason

Season's change and leave me out in the cold

The story's old

The tale been told by many a scholar

Got a fistful of dollar

And pocketful of love

God above if you hear me cryin'

I've tried to sell my soul

But no one's buyin'

Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin'

[bronx Style Bob:] Lord strike me down

[X3]

It's gettin' cold

It's time for dyin'

 

[CHORUS]

Come on and watch me shine

Like the world is mine (check it out) today

Come on and watch me shine (check it out)

Like the world is mine today

Watch me shine (check it out)

 

Then the man was free from sin

[bronx Style Bob:] free from sin

Cast the first stone then began the violence

[bronx Style Bob:] began the violence

Let the man whose words ring true

Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence

[bronx Style Bob:] through the silence

Let the ones who lose their way

Live to see just one more day in the sunshine

[bronx Style Bob:] La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa

Let the one's who choose to stray

Recognize the price they'll pay

In their lifetime

[bronx Style Bob:] in their lifetime

[X2]

 

[CHORUS]

 

Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross

You nail me down and you watch me bleed

[bronx Style Bob:] watch me bleed

So lay my head against the earth

Plant my body like a seed

[bronx Style Bob:] plant my body like a seed

You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out)

[bronx Style Bob:] tell me what you want

You get what you deserve

Or maybe what you need

[bronx Style Bob:] tell me what you need

So fill my hole with precious dirt, love

Till the soil and part the weed

 

[CHORUS]

Edited by LoneWolf16

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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Foo Fighters - "DOA"

 

 

Oh you know I did it

It's over and I feel fine

Nothing you could say is gonna change my mind

Waiting and I wait at the longest night

Nothing like the taste to sweet decline

 

I was down, I fell, I fell so fast

Dropping like the grains in an hourglass

Never say forever cause nothing last

Dancing with the bones of my buried past

 

Nevermind there's nothing I can do

Bet your life there's something killing you

 

It's a shame we have to die my dear

No ones getting out of here, alive

This time

 

What a way to go, they have no fear

No ones getting out of here, alive

This time

 

Finished, I'm getting you off my chest

Made you come clean in a dirty dress

A promise is a promise you kept in check

Hard to cross a heart that beats it's best

 

Take a good hard look for the very last time

The very last one in a very long line

Only took a second to say goodbye

Been a pleasure but the pleasure's been mine, all mine

 

Ain't no way, DOA

Ain't no way, DOA

 

It's a shame we have to disappear

No ones getting out of here, alive

This time

This time

This time

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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Act III scene 2 (Shakespeare)

Vocals: Saul Williams and Zack de la Rocha

Music: Thavius Beck

 

This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means. To all the kids short on loot but high on dreams. To all the kids watching T.V., like, "Yo, I wish that was me." And all the kids pressing rewind on Let's Get Free. I hear you. To all the people within the sound of my voice.

 

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

 

I didn't vote for this state of affairs. My emotional state's got me prostrate, fearing my fears. In all reality I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready for war but not sure if I'm ready to care. And that's why I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready to fight, but most fights have me fighting back tears. 'Cause the truth is really I'm scared. Not scared of the truth, but just scared of the length you'll go to fight it. I tried to hold my tongue, son. I tried to bite it. I'm not trying to start a riot or incite it. 'Cause Brutus is an honorable man. It's just coincidence that oil men would wage war on an oil rich land. And this one goes out to my man, taking cover in the trenches with a gun in his hand, then gets home and no one flinches when he can't feed his fam. But Brutus is an honorable man.

 

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

 

If you have tears prepare to shed them now. For you share the guilt of blood spilt in accordance with the Dow Jones. Dow drops fresh crop skull and bones. A machete in the heady: Hutu, Tutsi, Leone. An Afghani in a shanty. Doodle dandy yank on! An Iraqi in Gap khaki. Coca Coma come on! Be ye bishop or pawn, in the streets or the lawn, you should know that these example could go on and on and what since does it make to keep your ears to the street? As long as oils in the soil, truth is never concrete. So we dare to represent those with the barest of feet. 'Cause the laws to which we're loyal keep the soil deplete. It's our job to not let history repeat.

 

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.

 

So here's the plan. The ides of march are always at hand. And when the power hungry strike, they strike the poorest of man. And if you dare put up a fight, they'll come and fight for your land. And they'll call it liberation or salvation. A call to the youth! Your freedom ain't so free, it's just loose. but the power of your voice could redirect every truth. Shift and shape the world you want and keep your fears in a noose. Let them dangle from a banner star spangled. I'm willing and able. To lift my dreams up out of their cradle. Nurse and nurture my ideals 'til they're much more than a fable. I can be all I can be and do much more than I'm paid to. And I won't be a slave to what authorities say do. My desire is to live within a nation on fire, where creative passions burn and raise the stakes ever higher. Where no person is addicted top some twisted supplier who promotes the sort of freedom sold to the highest buyer. We demand a truth naturally at one with the land, not a plant that photosynthesizes bombs on demand, or a search for any weapons we let fall from our hands. I got beats and a plan. I'm gonna do what I can. And what you do is question everything they say do, every goal ideal or value they keep pushing on you. If they ask you to believe it question whether it's true. If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you. You're the one they're asking to go carry a gun. Warfare ain't humanitarian. You're scaring me, son. Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight inflation?! Why not fight for our own healthcare and our education?! And instead, invest in that erasable lead, 'cause their twisted propaganda can't erase all the dead. And the pile of corpses pyramid on top of our heads. Or nevermind, said the shotgun to the head.

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My Dying Bride "Return To The Beautiful"

 

Oh beautiful earth

For too long you have been silent

Touch me once again

The dark ground lies cold Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum

 

Hark Yes it is I

The fever of mankind

Urges whorish as ever

I am the new Christ

Silence yourself Nunquam

You are powerless here

Pityful one Pity me not

Give back the sun

Souls will mourn

In this unending season of darkness

Beware, ravaged one

Mine is the might

 

If you're feeble, turn away

No dagger glints in my hand

Technique is secret

Liar She have herself to me

 

Please leave

I think I'll close my eyes now

The first sunshine was mine

Look for me among the flowers

Sleeping with the earth

My Dying Bride

The pity I fashion

Through a rain of tears

 

A tragic opus

Immeasurable loss

Tearful I rest

Bask in my growing sorrow

 

The females is such exquisite hell

Lay my obscure hands upon you

Macabre, erotica, passion

Even in death, beauty is with you

 

I extol you with loud praise

You will grace my procession

Why shouldn't I indulge

In my own desires?

 

Bare your breasts to slow kisses

 

Away bastard dog Nunquam

Down from your throne Nunquam

A dagger glints in my hand Am I afraid?

You'll perish alone Ha

 

Pray to me

Blasphemy

Cry on me

Die on me

Let me out

Let me out!

Let me out!!!

 

Suffer in your nakedness

Before your dark art

The filth and the stench of you I cry for you

Is hell in itself

 

Your reign is over now

The sunlight will return

To this once petrified earth

Ego deicere tu pereant

 

Make me faint with unending kisses

My passions have all returned

Warm my trembling hands

We're scope for the tragedians

 

I can see from your smile

You're not here for the sunset

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Tom Waits - Circus.

 

We put up our tent on a dark

Green knoll, outside of town by

The train tracks and a seagull dump

Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel

And her 'Marvellous Pigs In Satin'

 

We pounded our stakes in the ground

All powder brown

And the branches spread like scary

Fingers reaching

We were in a pasture outside Kankakee

 

And One Eyed Myra, the queen of

The galley who trained the

Ostrich and the camels

She looked at me squinty with her

One good eye in a Roy Orbison

T-shirt as she bottle fed

An orangutan named Tripod

 

And then there was

Yodeling Elaine the

Queen of the air who wore a

Dollar sign medallion and she

Had a tiny bubble of spittle

Around her nostril and a

Little rusty tear, for she had

Lassoed and lost another

Tipsy sailor

 

And over in

The burnt yellow tent

By the frozen tractor, the

Music was like electric sugar

And Zuzu Bolin played

'Stavin' Chain' and Mighty

Tiny on the saw and he

Threw his head back with a

Mouth full of gold teeth

And they played 'Lopsided heart'

And 'Moon over Dog Street'

 

And by the time they played "Moanin Low"

I was soakin' wet and wild eyed

And Doctor Bliss slipped me a

Preparation and I fell asleep with

'Livery Stable Blues' in my ear

 

And me and Molley Hoey drank

Pruno and Koolaid and she had a

Tattoo gun made out of a cassette

Motor and a guitar string and

She soaked a hanky in 3 Roses

And rubbed it on the spot

And drew a rickety heart and

A bent arrow and it hurt like hell

 

And Funeral Wells spun

Poodle Murphy on the target

As he threw his hardware,

Only once in Sheboygan did he miss

At a matinee on Diamond Pier and

She'd never let him forget it

 

They were doing two shows and she

Had a high fever and he took

Off a piece of her ear and

Tip Little told her she should

Leave the bum

But Poodle said, "He fetched me

Last time I run."

But I'd like to hammer this ring into a bullet

And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun

My dear

 

And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun

My dear

Lou Gutman, P.I.- It's like I'm not even trying anymore!
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Johnny Cash - Hurt (NIN Cover)

 

 

I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

 

[Chorus:]

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

 

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

 

[Chorus:]

What have I become

My ssweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

 

If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

 

 

(The video is just......well, it's powerful.)

Edited by LoneWolf16

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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REM - Imitation of Life

 

Charades, pop skill

Water hyacinth, named by a poet

Imitation of life.

Like a koi in a frozen pond.

Like a goldfish in a bowl.

I don't want to hear you cry.

 

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.

Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

 

You want the greatest thing

The greatest thing since bread came sliced.

You've got it all, you've got it sized.

Like a Friday fashion show teenager

Freezing in the corner

Trying to look like you don't try.

 

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.

Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

 

No one can see you cry.

 

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That freezing rain, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

 

This sugarcane

This lemonade

This hurricane, I'm not afraid.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry.

 

This lightning storm

This tidal wave

This avalanche, I'm not afraid.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry.

 

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

 

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

 

 

 

 

 

What is this song about? I'm not entirely sure.

Why do I like the lyrics? I'm not entirely sure.

But I still do.

Please review my fanfic!

Atton's Redemption

Atton's Motivation July 30: CHAPTER 26 is up!

 

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DISCLAIMER: These posts may contain humour. No warranties as to the gelogenic qualities, either expressed or implied, are undertaken by the undersigned. All rights reserved. This does not affect your IQ. Any issues, see your psychologist or increase your dosage. --Metadigital

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My Dying Bride "Like Gods Of The Sun"

 

I live for your fond caresses

Songs you sing to me

Gather me up into your arms

I need no-one just you

 

You fill me up with dark thoughts of you

The Devil talks to me when you're touching me

My lust it burns, deep inside of you

 

Together we are as one

We live our lives in passion

Full up with thirst I drink your

Light and beauty for always

 

Open your arms hold me closely

Never let me fall

Wrapped up in you. Comforting me

I could die here

 

You fill me up with dark thoughts of you

The Devil talks to me, when you're touching me

My lust it burns, deep inside of you

 

Paradise pales compared to you

We burn like Gods of the Sun

Never will we be alone

Our world will change for no-one

And as our live are closing

We lie close and hear nothing

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My Dying Bride "Christliar"

 

Time wears out affections.

I hope to be missed.

Your presence on my wing.

Arise from my sickness.

 

My hopes, eclipsed by failures.

Dismal moments fall on me.

A terrible sobbing

Echoed through my own house.

 

The lightening gets frightening.

Oh, cover me.

Memories of her sadden me.

(are killing me)

Believe me. The suffering. The agony.

My young love taken from me,

Too early.

 

Beware! I will seek you. Find you.

Vengeance is mine. Wherever you hide

You know I will find.

Your face! I see, I won't forget.

I'll be right there.

Preying on you in every dream.

You will never leave me again.

By your red hand.

You left me here to suffer and die.

Eyes black. Cold face.

Your stare burned me.

The sears will be with me,

Until my last day.

 

My grip on you grows tight.

I will choke you until

I hear your last ****ing breath.

Into your eyes I'll smile. I'll cry.

And when you are gone

No-one alive will grief for you.

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Theory of a Deadman - What You Deserve

 

 

You try to string me up

You can never get the best of me

Well I've never been to California

And I'll never care if I get there anyway

Oooh

 

Don't ever lose your morals

Since I could never fill that hole

And I never burned your letters

But I think I'll like you better

When you get what you deserve

 

You try to take control

You can never get the best of me

Well I've never been to Tijuana

And I never care if I get there anyway

 

You never lost your marbles

Since I could never fill that hole

And I never burned your letters

But I think I'll like you better

When you get what you deserve

 

Give it some time to sink in

Just give me some time to figure it out

Just give me some time to think here

Just give it some time

and you'll get what you deserve

 

You'll get what you deserve, you'll get what you deserve

You'll get what you deserve, you'll get what's coming

You'll get what you deserve, you'll get what you deserve

You'll get what you deserve, you'll get what's coming

You'll get what's coming

 

Give it some time to sink in

Just give me some time to figure it out

Just give me some time to think here

Just give it some time and

you'll get what you deserve

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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