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unhinged
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'i hurt myself today to see if i still feel; i focus on the pain the only thing that's real...you can have it all, my empire of dirt. i will let you down. i will make you hurt.' 'you know you're down when you count the friends you have but you only use one hand honey; it finally hit your face. you're feeling mighty low just slightly out of place. storm. your dreams have drowned again because you never learned to swim. older but no better.' 'in this life like weeds you're the dirt i breathe; eyes need us to see, hearts need us to bleed.' 'silence is the loudest parting word you never say.' 'it's he who laughs last that cries first.' 'all this talk of getting old is getting me down my love. like a cat in a bag waiting to drown, it's time that i come down.'
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silentbob
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i am writing graffitti on your body I am drawing the story of how hard we tried I am watching your chest rise and fall like the tides of my life, and the rest of it all and your bones have been my bedframe and your flesh has been my pillow I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands in eachother's shadows we grew less and less tall and eventually our theories couldn't explain it all and I'm recording our history now on the bedroom wall and eventually the landlord will come and paint over it all
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"my brain's the weak heart and my heart's the long stairs"
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whoa nellie
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It was like, the last day before trash day (uh) My place was gettin' kinda nas-tay (uh) Even though the garbage I knew would reek (You know) Thought that I could leave it for one more week --Weird Al
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god
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i found a beak in a mcnugget once
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wayuphigh
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'all eyes on the calendar another year i claim of total indifference to here the days pile up with decisions to be made i'm sure all of them were wrong into this song, i send myself and with these drinks i plan to collapse and forget this wasted year these wasted years devoted friends, they disappear i'm sorry about the phone call and needing you some decisions you don't make i guess it's like breathing and not wanting to there are some things that you can't fake i guess that it is typical to cling to memories you'll never get back again and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know and there, below his frozen face you wrote the name and that ancient date and you can't believe he is really gone when all that's left is a fucking song i'm sorry about the phone call and waking you i know that its late but thank you for talking because i needed to some things just can't wait' and 'is it because i can spell confusion with a k its hard to like it. its to dying in anothers arms and why i had to try it. its to jimmy eat world and those nights in my car. when the first star you see, may not be a star, im not your star. isnt that what you said, what you thought this song meant? and if this is what it takes just to lay in my mistakes. to live with what i did to you, and all the hell i put you through. i always catch the clock, its 11:11 and you wanna talk. its not hard to dream. youll always be my konstantine. theyll never hurt you like i do. no no no no no no no no. this is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did. hey maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed. this is to a girl who got into my head with all these fucked up things i did. hey maybe maybe you should keep me up in bed. my konstantine. spin around me like a dream. we played out on this movie screen, and i said, did you know i missed you? did you know i missed you? did you know i missed you? did you know i missed you? did you know i missed you? did you know i missed you? god i missed you.'
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unhinged
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'i can never finish it. i can never get the courage up to finish it...cause i'm absent-minded.' 'there's a gap in between/ there's a gap where we meet/ where i end & you begin/ and i'm sorry for us/ the dinosaurs roam the earth/ the sky turns green/ where i end & you begin/ i am up in the clouds/ i am up in the clouds/ and i can't/ & i can't come down/ i can watch but/ not take part/ where i end & where you start/ where you you left me alone/ you left me alone./ X will mark the place/ like parting the waves/ like a house falling into the sea/ i will eat you alive/ and there'll be no more lies' 'in pitch dark/ i go walking in/ your landscape/ broken branches/ trip me as i speak/ just because you feel it/ doesn't mean it's there/ just because you feel it/ doesn't mean it's there/ there's always a siren/ singing you to shipwreck/ steer away from these rocks/ we'd be a walking disaster/ just because you feel it/ doesn't mean it's there/ just because you feel it/ doesn't mean it's there/ there there/ why so green and lonely?/ heaven sent you to me/ we are accidents/ waiting/ waiting to happen/ we are accidents/ waiting/ waiting to happen'
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celestias shadow
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AFI. It's poetry.
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paranoid martyr
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to me, afi sometimes is way to corny to the sound of the music. but yeah, they have neat pieces. i think any song by tool or radiohead owns the title.
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"i wish i were an oscar meyer weiner! that is what id truley like to be! cuz if i were an oscar meyer weiner.. then every one would be in love with me" "broken, bruised, forgotten, sore! too fucked up to care anymore! poison to my rotton core! too fucked up to care anymore!" NIN "teeths in the knecks of everyone you know you can keep on sucking till the blood wont flow when it starts to hurt it only helps it grow taking all you need (but not this time) no you dont!" NIN catchy little number
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delial
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"i was staring at the sky just looking for a star to pray on, or wish on, or something like that I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy whose reality, I knew was hopeless to be had but then the dove of hope began its downwards slope and I believed for a moment that my chances were approaching to be grabbed but as it came down near, so did a weary tear I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag hunger hurts, and i want him so bad oh, it kills cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up i gotta fold cause these hands are too shaky to hold hunger hurts, but starving works when it costs too much to love and i went crazy again today looking for a strand to climb looking for a little hope baby said he couldn't stay he wouldn't put his lips to mine a fail to kiss is a fail to cope I said: "honey, i don't feel so good, don't feel justified; come on, put a little love here in my void" he said: "it's all in your head," and i said: "so's everything" but he didn't get it I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
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jane
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anything by atmosphere
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jane
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i.e. like_today god's_bathroom_floor
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Freak
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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 [chorus] when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears i held your hand through all of these years but you still have all of me you used to captivate me by your resonating life 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 [chorus] 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 [chorus]
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nomatter
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stairway to heaven
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Dafremen
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"Meanwhile back in the year One --- when you belonged to no-one --- you didn't stand a chance son, if your pants were undone. `Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society --- one day you'll wake up in the Present Day --- a million generations removed from expectations of being who you really want to be. Skating away --- skating away --- skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. So as you push off from the shore, won't you turn your head once more --- and make your peace with everyone? For those who choose to stay, will live just one more day --- to do the things they should have done. And as you cross the wilderness, spinning in your emptiness: you feel you have to pray. Looking for a sign that the Universal Mind (!) has written you into the Passion Play. Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day. And as you cross the circle line, the ice-wall creaks behind --- you're a rabbit on the run. And the silver splinters fly in the corner of your eye --- shining in the setting sun. Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real and in the present tense? Or that everybody's on the stage, and it seems like you're the only person sitting in the audience? Skating away on the thin ice of the New Day."
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Dafremen
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"Wond'ring aloud -- how we feel today. Last night sipped the sunset -- my hands in her hair. We are our own saviours as we start both our hearts beating life into each other. Wond'ring aloud -- will the years treat us well? As she floats in the kitchen, I'm tasting the smell of toast as the butter runs. Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed and I shake my head. And it's only the giving that makes you what you are."
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Dafremen
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"In the shuffling madess of the locomotive breath, runs the all-time loser, headlong to his death. He feels the piston scraping -- steam breaking on his brow -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train won't stop going -- no way to slow down. He sees his children jumping off at the stations -- one by one. His woman and his best friend -- in bed and having fun. He's crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train won't stop going -- no way to slow down. He hears the silence howling -- catches angels as they fall. And the all-time winner has got him by the balls. He picks up Gideons Bible -- open at page one -- old Charlie stole the handle and the train won't stop going -- no way to slow down."
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"The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the old men's cackle. He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique suggestions --- and he waited. He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming panel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters (salaried and collar-scrubbing). He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands still rubbing on the parts they never mention. He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers (overfed and undertakers). Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred and women-haters. Then he called the band down to the stage and he looked at all the friends he'd made. The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in everyone." You can take all yer favorites and compare them up against Jethro Tull and come nowhere NEAR matching the man's genius. Perry Farrell could barely take care of Tull's LIGHT work.
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once again
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"They love to tell you stay inside the lines, but somethings better on the other side." "Take a shower, shine your shoes, you got no time to lose, you are young men you must be livin'" "Let's walk home. Let's be afraid" "At least we're still friends, at lest we're still alive." Hello & Goodbye - The Ataris
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ferret
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"iii am a muchkin eeeating a mushroom" sounds beter when i do the dance with it though
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bandersnatch
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"im your only friend, im not your only friend. im your little glowing friend, but really im not accually your friend, but i am." they_might_be_giants bridhouse_in_your_soul
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030915
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Alden
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...and it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel is just a freight train coming your way...
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030915
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sirflaccid
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I HOLD MY BREATH BUT I HAVE TO BREATHE -Alien Ant Farm -truANT -#3 Quiet
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celestias shadow
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so you think you can tell heaven from hell blue skies from pain can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail a smile from a veil do you think you can tell?
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spathic
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Satan gave me a taco and it made me really sick The chicken was all raw and the grease was mighty thick The rice was all rancid and the beans were so hard I was gettin' kinda dizzy eatin' all the lard There was aphids on the lettuce an' I ate every one An' after I was done the salsa melted off my tongue Pieces of tortilla got stuck in my throat An' the stains on my clothes burned a hole through my coat My stomach was a-tremblin' and I broke out in a rash I was so dry and thirsty and I didn't have no cash So I went and found a hose, tore off all my clothes Turned on the water and it shot right up my nose Some old lady came along and she thought I was a freak So she beat me with a handbag till I could hardly speak I was lying there naked, my body badly bruised In a pool of my own blood, unconscious and confused Well, the cops came and got me and threw me in their van And I woke up on the ceiling and I couldn't find my hand They took me to the judge, his eyes a-glowin' red The courtroom was filled with witches and the dead Well, the sheriff was a hellhound with fangs and claws The prisoners were tied up and chained to the walls The air was gettin' thick; the smoke was gettin' thicker The judge read the verdict: said, "Cut off his head!" Well, they placed me on the altar, and they raised up the axe My head was about to explode when I noticed the Marshall stacks I noticed all the smoke machines, cameras and the lights Some guy with a microphone, runnin' around dancin' in tights And I noticed the crew and the band playin' down below And I realized I was in a rock video So I went and joined the band and I went out on tour And I smoked a lot of heroin and I passed out in manure I made out with the groupies, started fires backstage I made a lot of money and I gave it all away Well, the band got killed, so I started a solo career And I won all the awards and I drank all the beer I opened up a taco stand just to smell the smell Cookin' with the devil, fryin' down in hell
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subsequent_losses
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karl the weed
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Mirror, mirror, upon the wall... I'm asking you Who is the most confused of them all? Mirror, mirror, subservient twin screams back at me "you." You sick flawless mime, I want to break you. Yeah, you're a clever one... Do you reflect me, or do I reflect you, are you inside of another world? I want to break through... yeah, you're a clever one. Is this a tool, can I step through? To find another plane or just a shadow of a man? A superficial tool to support the vanity of weak... When you don't love yourself.
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melted plastic
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yellow hair you are a funny bear. yellow hair you are such a funny bear.
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smurfus rex
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when the rain is blowin in your face and the whole world is on your case I would offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love. when the evening shadows and the stars appear and there is no one to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years to make you feel my love. know you haven't made your mind up yet but I would never do you wrong known it from the moment that we met there's no doubt in my mind where you belong. I'd go hungry I'd go black and blue I'd go crawlin down the avenue there ain't nothin that I wouldn't do to make you feel my love. storms are raging on a rollin sea down the highway of regret the winds of change are blowin wild and free but you ain't seen nothin like me yet. there ain't nothin that I wouldn't do go to the ends of the earth for you make you happy make your dreams come true to make you feel my love. ~GB
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actually, that's my song, smurf. at the time he wanted to cover it, garth led me to believe that he was moving away from country for more of a lo-fi post-rock landscape. so i give him the song, and he plays it garth by numbers. i got some nice royalty cheques out of it, though, so i can't complain. but i still don't know what i was thinking when i let billy joel cover it. i gotta learn to draw the line somewhere, or in a few years every teenager is gonna think avril lavigne wrote "knockin' on heaven's door".
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Nirvanic Blind
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I got on here to write the "hurt" lyrics only to see that they were the first ones written.
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smurfus rex
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I'll have to find your original version, then, Bob, so I can make a comparison. Garth's was the first version I heard, though. And I thought Guns and Roses did "Knockin'" first...j/k :)
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Flowers from Safeway
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"When your name is Evil Bad is good or so you think but you're so very wrong It's Evil But being wrong is right so then you're good again ...which is the evilest thing of all" TMBG
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Nirvanic Blind
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Burry me softly in this womb I give this part of me for you Sand rains down and here I sit, holding rare flowers in a tomb....in bloom Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved See me heart I decorate it like a grave you don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be Look at me now, a man who won't let himself be Down in a hole Feeling so small (losing control) Down in a hole Losing my soul I want to fly but my wings have been so denied
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whitechocolatewalrus
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Where do we go from here The words are coming out all weird Where are you now, when I need you Alone on an aeroplane Fall asleep on against the window pane My blood will thicken I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain Cos I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath But who are my real friends Have they all got the bends Am I really sinking this low My baby's got the bends, oh no We don't have any real friends, no, no, no Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen Where do we go from here The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear And where are you They brought in the CIA, the tanks and the whole marines, To blow me away, to blow me sky high My baby's got the bends We don't have any real friends Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen I wanna live, breathe I wanna be part of the human race I wanna live, breathe I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race Where do we go from here The words are coming out all weird Where are you now when I need you
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"the ravens and the seagulls push eachother inwards and outwards" "i never met a pearl quite like you who could shimmer and rot at the same time too" "how do i get back there to the place where i fell asleep inside you?" "you told me that you want to die, i said i've been there myself more than a few times, and i go back every once and awhile. you called me lucky. you said tonight is a wonderful night to die. i asked you... you told me to look at the sky. look at all those stars. look at how goddamn ugly the stars are" "i said 'maybe you're a vampire' you said 'it's quite possible i feel truly dead inside'" "twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis" "the me that you know is now made up of wires" "i hopped up like a wet ciggarette and shes coming up to me with the butterfly net" "you are spinning off into candy floss"
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love hater
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"You won't believe in me/ but you would fancy/ leprechauns or groundhogs/ No thank you, easter bunny"
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phil
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The gleam in your eyes, it troubles my brain Will I see it again so I can rest my head Angel, angel, dancing away as all of my thoughts get rearranged Angel, Angel turning away just when things seem to have changed so I can rest my head
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bwaaaaahahahahaha
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just about any of daffy's stuff
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I’ve looked at you With the focus I gave to my birthday candles I’ve wished on the lidded blue flames Under your brow And baby, I wished for you Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed And I wanna crawl in with you But I cry instead I want your warm, but it will only make Me colder when it's over So I can’t tonight, baby No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you I’ll just use your simple name Only kisses on the cheek from now on And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave My hand won’t hold you down no more The path is clear to follow through I stood too long in the way of the door And now I’m giving up on you
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"cuz when i look around i think this, this is good enough and i try to laugh at whatever life brings cuz when i look down i just miss all the good stuff when i look up i just trip over things" "The sun is shining down and There is no one else around now Wish you were here to hear me say This is gonna be my greatest day" "cuz i've got no illusions about you and guess what? i never did and when i say when i say i'll take it i mean, i mean as is..." "you're a star the way you are You know you're not fooling anyone, no You got the eyes of an angel Don't try to change, yeah Everybody's got their scars no matter what they tell you you're beautiful the way you are" "Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's uneven remainder. But if the world could remain in a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the beauty. Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil."
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"St John after the war d g d g As I sit here and write you this letter I feel d bm em a that im almost beside you not on the north sea d g d g send me pictures of springtime and robins in hintonburg d a d and i'll sail my corvette for free your reflection amazed me it woke me it dayzed me the moonlight is reversing reality and as i stare through my teardrop the gunfire just wont stop on fire i fall in the sea d f# but like a bluebird on your window g em ill be waiting in the morning d bm em a ill be flying like the flag on the first of july d g and if my words start repeating d g d a d it means that were meeting in St John after the war In that warm mountain weather when we were together around wakefield and wolf lake and camp pellerin but the winds were depressing and the u-boats addressing their parties to old montreal I remember the sinking and many were thinking why it was us that lived through that hell but for me it was you and the baby thats due and ill see you after the war but like a bluuebird . words and music Charlie Gardner (last verse Aaron Zaadich once Don Gardner) " from www.charlieville.com this man is brilliant (guitar tabs are included, the wierd letter lines)
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aM i DiStUrBeD?
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CLOUDED IS MY JUDGEMENT OF WHAT I THOUGHT IS YOU WHAT I NOW PRECIVE YOU TO BE AND WHAT I THOUGHT I KNEW HOW COULD I SEE LIKE THIS? THIS BLANKET THAT COVERS MY EYES OBSCURED THEN MY VISION THIS THOUGHT NOW COLD AS ICE. WHY WOULD I THINK LIKE THIS? WHAT IS IT THAT I HAVE DONE? HOW COULD IT END UP THIS WAY? WHY CANT I FIND SOMEONE? AM I DISILLUSIONED? LOST ON THE ROAD OF MY LIFE? CAN I FIND ANOTHER WAY? OR IS MY HEART TO PAY THE PRICE? PAINT THIS CANVAS BLACK WITH MY MIND THE PAIN GETS WORSE WITH YOUR PRESSENCE DESTROY THE TORN FRAGMENTS WITH MY HEART THE FIRE THAT BURNS, MY ESSENCE.
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LIFE SUCKS woke up today, won't be the same, I'll cope with this flaw that's my life and that's ok it's not depressing it just takes a little work. i try a little harder, try a little harder than everyone else... i don't want your pity. i'm happy with what i am. if you don't like how i act then you don't have to be around me. if i could just grow up then everything would be just fine. why does my life suck? today i broke a mirror with some grace. seven years of bad luck don't seem so bad. just an extension of what i already had.
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The Man Comes Around And I heard as it were the noise of thunder One of the four beasts saying come and see and I saw And behold a white horse There's a man going around taking names and he decides Who to free and who to blame every body won't be treated Quite the same there will be a golden ladder reaching down When the man comes around The hairs on your arm will stand up at the terror in each Sip and each sup will you partake of that last offered cup Or disappear into the potter's ground When the man comes around CHORUS Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying Its alpha and omegas kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn trees It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks Till Armageddon no shalom no shalom Then the father hen will call his chicken's home The wise man will bow down before the thorn and at his feet They will cast the golden crowns When the man comes around Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still Listen to the words long written down When the man comes around CHORUS Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying Its alpha and omegas kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn trees It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks In measured hundred weight and penny pound When the man comes around And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts And I looked and behold, a pale horse And it's name it said on him was Death And Hell followed with him. -johnny cash
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shiestygirl
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for the girl with the hourglass figure, time runs out very fast.
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another blather NIN fan
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"you were never really real to begin with i just made you up to hurt myself and it worked yes it did" only
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anne-girl
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i said be careful his bowtie is really a camera
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jane
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started out so young & strong, only to surrender.. jackson_browne
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