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Post by ringo on Jan 16, 2006 13:52:05 GMT -5
Band: Linkin Park Song: My December
This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear This is my December This is my snow covered home This is my December This is me alone
And I Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed And I Take back all The things I said To make you Feel like that And I Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed And I Take back all the Things I said to you
And I give it all away Just to have somewhere To go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to
This is my December These are my snow-covered trees This is me pretending This is all I need
And I Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed And I Take back all The things I said To make you feel like that And I Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed And I Take back all the things I said to you
And I give it all away Just to have Somewhere to go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to
This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear
And I give it all away Just to have somewhere To go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to
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Post by ringo on Jan 27, 2006 8:10:06 GMT -5
Band: Blink 182 Song: The Party Song
Do you want to come to a party My friends picked me up in their truck at 11:30 This thing's at a frat house but people are cool there Well I did if I loved but I never dreamed there Would be someone there who would catch my attention I wasn't out searching for love or affection So I payed my three and the girls got in free Shined the beer for tequila and we headed into the party
And then in the backyard some terrible ska band Someone in the background was doing a keg stand This place is so lame all these girls look the same All these guys have no game I wish I would have stayed In my bed back at home watching TV alone Where I'd put on some porn or have sex on the phone Far from people I hate down from anywhere state Trying to intoxicate girls to give them head after the party
And then I saw her standing there With green eyes and long blonde hair She wasn't wearing underwear at least i prayed that She might be the one, maybe we'd have some fun Maybe we'd watch the sun rise But that night I learned some girls try too hard Some girls try too hard (bakground from here on in the chorus "da na na " repeated over and over) Yeah, Some girls try too hard to impress With the way that they dress With those things on their chest And the things they suggest to me
I couldn't believe what this lady was saying The names she was dropping, the games she was playing She dated this guy who now rides for Black Flys How she's down with the 'wise well-constructed disguise' Now I'd rather go dateless than stay here and hate this Her volume of makeup her fake tits were tasteless So I said I'd call her but never would bother Until I got turned down by another girl at a party
So when you see her standing there With green eyes and long blonde hair She won't be wearing underwear and you'll discover This girl's not the one and she'll never be fun You should just turn and run because you'll find out that Some girls try too hard (bakground from here on "da na na " repeated over and over) some girls try too hard And some girls try too hard to impress With the way that they dress With those things on their chest And the things they suggest to me Some girls try too hard Some girls try too hard
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Post by ringo on Jan 28, 2006 11:53:53 GMT -5
If you can listen to this song without tears forming in your eyes, then you are weird.
Band: Jimmy Eat World Album: Clarity Song: To me this is Heaven
The first star I see may not be a star. We can't do a thing but wait. So let's wait for one more. The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time. I'm careful but not sure how it goes. You can loose yourself in your courage. The mindless comfort grows when I'm alone with my 'great' plans. This is what she says gets her through it: "If I don't let myself by happy now then when?" If not now when? When the time we have now ends. When the big hand goes round again. Can you still feel the butterflies? Can you still hear the last goodnight? Close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me.
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Post by Flamey on Jan 30, 2006 19:52:51 GMT -5
Artist: Skylcad Album: Irrational Anthems (or Qui Avant- Garde a Chance, depending on the version) Song: Penny Dreadful
Forgive me if I'm out of order - this new "music" has no soul. It may be good for making money, (sadly that is not my goal).
Integrity and honesty are words that you don't understand, but you're the best - it says so in the penny dreadful in your hand.
I saw you in the magazine, they're calling you messiah. They must be living in a dream - they couldn't be more wrong.
If we'd played this riff more punk, then maybe we'd have had a million seller. But this piper's tune is not for sale, (I'm glad to say I'm not that kind of fella).
D.J.s, V.J.s, pimps and trollops, never mind music - this is bollocks!
I saw you in the magazine, they're calling you messiah. They must be living in a dream - they couldn't be more wrong.
Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out. Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out.
Stand your ground behind the times - and refuse to follow fassion. Write your poetry with anger, (and then sing it with a passion).
Painted faces in a circus - images that spring to mind, when I read my penny dreadful filled with pictures of your kind.
I saw you in the magazine, they're calling you messiah. They must be living in a dream - they couldn't be more wrong.
Commercial suicide's appealing after ten years on this losing streak. 'Cause I'd rather be called sour and bitter than be deemed the flavour of the weak.
I saw you in the magazine, they're calling you messiah. They must be living in a dream - they couldn't be more wrong.
Extra, extra, read all about it!
I saw you in the magazine, they're calling you messiah. They must be living in a dream - they couldn't be more wrong.
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Post by ringo on Feb 3, 2006 23:23:49 GMT -5
Haha, I like the lyrics to that one.
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Post by Flamey on Feb 4, 2006 10:45:19 GMT -5
If you ask me, Martin Walkyier is the best lyricist to grace the Earth with his presence since Bob Dylan.
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Post by ringo on Feb 5, 2006 9:00:57 GMT -5
I think Rodney Crowell is up there with Bob Dylan.
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Post by Flamey on Feb 5, 2006 13:06:11 GMT -5
No hablo Country.
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Post by ringo on Feb 6, 2006 23:11:07 GMT -5
kuntre h8er!
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Post by Flamey on Feb 7, 2006 21:43:29 GMT -5
Cash was good. Everything else sucks, but Cash was good. >_>
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Post by shadowhexblade on Feb 9, 2006 20:50:36 GMT -5
Kinjirareta Asobi (Rozen Maiden OP) perform by Ali Project
Bara no kubiwa tsunagete Gin no kusari kuwaete Koyoi mo hitori hateru Anata ga nikurashii Hizamazuite oname yo Nigai ai no shizuku wo Tenshi ni hodokosu aoi doresaaju
Jibun to iu hitsugi no naka Kokoro wa mada ugoiteru Chigireta hane wa gekkou ni Ikikaeri urumuwa Yami yori mo kowai no wa kodoku Futari no akashi juujika no moto de Musaborimashou
Bara no dejou hazushite Shiroi tekubi kasanete Furea ukoto no kiseki Anata ga itoshii Hizamazuite sasage yo Itai ai no kotoba wa Gaaze ni nijinda akai arabesuku
Tsumi de mo ii suki to itte Kindan no kuchibiru wo
Sekai wa sobietatsu oshiro Geeto wo akeru no wa kami Sonna fuu ni michibiki tsudzukete Soshite watashi no me wo Fusaidara dare yori yasashiku Namae wo yonde sono toki shiru deshou Eien no imi wo
Bara no yubiwa majiete Kawa no ribbon musunde Kagami no ma no butoukai Subete ga kuruoshii Mayoikon de satore yo Meguru ai no rekishi wo Namida de kazarou kuroi mariaaju
Uso de wa iya suki to itte Junketsu no kuchibiru de
Bara no kubiwa tsunagete Gin no kusari kuwaete Koyoi mo hitori hateru Anata ga nikurashii Hizamazuite oname yo Nigai ai no shizuku wo Tenshi ni hodokosu aoi doresaaju
Bara no tejou hazushite Shiroi tekubi kasanete Fureau koto no kiseki Anata ga itoshii Hizamazuite sasage yo Itai ai no kotoba wa Gaaze ni nijinda akai arabesuku
Kokoro kara suki to iuwa Kegarenaki kuchidzuke wo
(translation) Fasten the rose collar and hold the silver chain in your mouth Tonight, too, someone will meet his end- You are so despicable Kneel and lick up the bitter droplets of love A blue dressage* performed for angels
Within the coffin called 'me', my soul is still moving In the moonlight, my shredded wings will revive and moisten What I fear more than darkness is loneliness Let's indulge in the proof of us together at the foot of the cross
Remove the rose handcuffs and overlap our white wrists The miracle of touching each other- You are so beloved Kneel and sacrifice, for the painful words of love are Red arabesques* that stained the gauze
Even if it's a sin, it's okay; say that you love me, and on forbidden lips I'll...
The world is a towering castle; that which can open the gate is God Keep guding me in that such way
And if you block my eyes Then call my name more tenderly than anyone else At that moment, will you know the meaning of eternity?
Exchange the rose rings and tie on the leather ribbon The ballroom dance in the space of a mirror- Everything is so crazy Grow lost and realize the cycling history of love Let's decorate the black marriage with tears
I don't want lies; say that you love me with pure lips
Fasten the rose collar and hold the silver chain in your mouth Tonight, too, someone will meet his end- You are so despicable Kneel and lick up the bitter droplets of love A blue dressage* performed for angels
Remove the rose handcuffs and overlap your white wrists The miracle of touching each other- You are so beloved Kneel and sacrifice, for the painful words of love are Red arabesques* that stained the gauze
From my heart I'll say that I love you, and an unblemished kiss I'll...
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Post by shadowhexblade on Feb 9, 2006 20:57:51 GMT -5
The Cloud Song written, sung, drawn and animated by Nellie Melton
My name is Cloud, I have a sword I fight cactuars because I'm bored I like to ride on Chocobos It's better than having afros And when I go into an inn 15 seconds... it's day again! I will use a phoenix down So when I die, I will not frown Because I am Cloud My hair defies all gravity And I can't have too many potions Or I might get cavities! If I can't slice you... then that's okay! I use my magic anyway And I will defeat that Sephiroth Because he's not David Lee Roth!
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Post by monolithe on Sept 1, 2006 15:16:01 GMT -5
u c i play dis sawng wen i wana cut mysefl and bring teerz 2 mi eyez so forum peeplz can see my cuyt wrists and teerz Simple Plan: Untitled Album: Still Not Getting Any... I open my eyes I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light I can’t remember how I can’t remember why I’m lying here tonight And I can’t stand the pain And I can’t make it go away No I can’t stand the pain How could this happen to me I made my mistakes I’ve got no where to run The night goes on As I’m fading away I’m sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me Everybody’s screaming I try to make a sound but no one hears me I’m slipping off the edge I’m hanging by a thread I wanna start this over again So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered And I can’t explain what happened And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done No I can’t How could this happen to me I made my mistakes I’ve got no where to run The night goes on As I’m fading away I’m sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me I made my mistakes I’ve got no where to run The night goes on As I’m fading away I’m sick of this life I just wanna scream How could this happen to me /cuts cuts cuts edit: o w8 i 4got a week l8r i call other pplz emo, even tho i listen to linken prak lozlzolzol
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Post by night on Sept 1, 2006 15:18:19 GMT -5
Dimmu Borgir Vredesbyrd
Reis deg opp La oss bestride Den tanke fra vår lend Og dyrk På en forbannet jord En smertens ætt For så og tynge De barmhjertiges skjød Som har tiltro til Den sjelløses brød For den tro du besitter Er intet annet enn avsmak og hovmod Og din nøden etter viten Er en overflod av hån og skjend Smerten i mitt hjerte er ikke tørste Etter himmelsk legeme Ei er det sviktende søken etter englemakt Det er ilden og den brenner Det er bare det at du Skjemmer for den Ta del i skyldens skygge Behag din sjel med syndens under For hvor er vel du Når lampen slukkes Men døden kommer ei Med vårt bud Gjenklang fra den prektiges arv Vil innfri det endelige forderv [repeat 1st, 2nd and 3rd verse] Bring dom over andre enn ditt eget hode Der du gjemmer din skam i lovsang Så skal du få smake frukten Av din egen bortgang Som en flokk av helveds opphav Og forvaltere av foraktens sønn Parerer vi deres list med avskyens prakt Med beviset på vår tunge byrde Ligger deres sinn i åndenød Skamfert tilbake uten makt [repeat 1st, 2nd and 3rd verse]
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Post by night on Sept 1, 2006 15:19:04 GMT -5
edit: crawling in my skin
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