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[fr600]

STILL I'M SAD
The Yardbirds

Still I'm sad...

See the stars come joining down from the skies,
gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry.
See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head,
see the rain, the falling rain, it's rain.
Still I'm sad...

Still I'm sad...

Oh my flowers, my tears just falling two days,
we are driving the night to find they are lost.
Flower, flower the wind is blowing,
time into my heart.
When the wind blows hard, we are apart.
Still I'm sad,
still I'm sad...

Still I'm sad...

[[B][O][T]]

Twisted Sisters - Under The Blade

A glint of steel, a flash of light
You know you're not going home tonight
Be it jack or switch, doctor's or mind
Nowhere to run, everywhere you'll find
You can't escape from the bed you've made
When your time has come,
You'll accept the blade!

You're cornered in the alley way
You know you're not alone
You know it's gonna end this way
The chill goes to the bone
Now here it comes that glistening light
It goes into your side
The blackness comes, tonight's the night
The blade is gonna ride

'Cause you're under the blade,
Oh --
You're under the blade.

It's not another party head
This time you cannot rise
Your hands are tied, your legs are strapped
A light shines in your eyes
You faintly see a razor's edge
You open your mouth to cry
You know you can't, it's over now
The blade is gonna ride

'Cause you're under the blade
Oh
You're under the blade

A glint of steel, a flash of light
You know you're not going home tonight
Be it jack or switch, doctor's or mind
Nowhere to run, anywhere you'll find
You can't escape from the bed you've made
When your time has come,
You'll accept the blade!

You've tried to make it to the front
You're pinned against the side
A monster stands before you now
Its mouth is open wide
The lights go on, the night explodes
It tears into your mind
When the night does end, you'll come again,
The blade is gonna ride

'Cause you're under the blade
Oh
Under the blade

Here it comes, baby ...
Oww

[pusher]

Marilyn Manson
Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)

Am I sorry your sky went black,
put your knives in babies backs?
Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's and Huxley too?

But I'm sorry Shakespeare
was your scapegoat
and your apples sticking into my throat
Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
and your crucifixion commercials failed
but I'm just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song

Am I sorry to be alive
putting my face in the beehive?
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?

I'm sorry you never check
the bag in my head for a bomb
and my halo was a needle hole
I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten
and I made a wish
but I'm just a pitiful anonymous

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song
we all just sing their song

"the valley of death we are free
your father's your prison you see"

And I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
we all just sing their song

you're just a copy of an imitation

[1andonly]

Originally posted by Celerystalksme@2 October 2003 - 15:04
Papa Roach - Between Angels And Insects

There's no money
There's no possessions
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my obsession

I just want to be heard
Loud and clear are my words
Coming from within, man
Tell 'em what you heard
It's about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind
You can find the conclusion

Life-style and obsession
Diamond rings get you nothing
But a long life-lesson
And your pocket-book stressin'
You're a slave to the system
Working jobs that you hate
For that shit you don't need

It's too bad the world
Is based on greed
Step back and see
Stop thinking about yourself
Start thinking about -

There's no money
There's no possesion
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my possession
Take my obsession
I don't need that shit

Cuz everything is nothing
And emptiness is in everything
This reality is really just
A fucked up dream
With the flesh and the blood
That you call your soul
Flip it inside out
It's a big black hole
Take your money
Burn it up like an asteroid
Possessions
They are never gonna fill the void
Take it away
And learn the best lesson
The heart
The soul
The life
The passion

There's no money
There's no possesion
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my possession
Take my obsession
I don't need that shit
Money
Possession
Obession

Present yourself
Press your clothes
Comb your hair
And clock in
You just can't win
You just can't win
The things you own
Own you

Im sorry, but you pissed me off lol its just amazing how the

There's no money
There's no possessions
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my obsession

is actually from TRAPT headstrong K thanks buddy sorry if i seem like an ass but i didnt ilsten to papa roach and i dont think i ever will - if he does have the same lyrics then its a huge coincodent? i doubt he does.

[Celerystalksme]

Originally posted by 1andonly@26 October 2003 - 13:34

Im sorry, but you pissed me off lol its just amazing how the

There's no money
There's no possessions
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my obsession

is actually from TRAPT headstrong K thanks buddy sorry if i seem like an ass but i didnt ilsten to papa roach and i dont think i ever will - if he does have the same lyrics then its a huge coincodent? i doubt he does.

*calms down*...

Fact: Papa Roach did the song *between angles and incsects* in 2000
Trapt did the song *headstrong* in 2002

Trapt - Headstrong *lyrics*

Circling your head contemplating everything you ever said
Now I know the truth I got a doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out
See you later
I see your fantasy you want to make a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads
Well that's all over we heard what you said
Back off we'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off We'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
This is not where you belong

I can't take anything away
I won't give everything away

It's in your eyes and your disguise is not worth hiding anymore
We're in control you can't tell us how to live our lives anymore

Conclusions manifest your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you're full of shit and that's alright
That's how you play I guess you get through every night
Now that's over
I see your fantasy you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads

Papa Roach - Between Angels And Insects *lyrics*

There's no money
There's no possessions
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my obsession

I just want to be heard
Loud and clear are my words
Coming from within, man
Tell 'em what you heard
It's about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind
You can find the conclusion

Life-style and obsession
Diamond rings get you nothing
But a long life-lesson
And your pocket-book stressin'
You're a slave to the system
Working jobs that you hate
For that shit you don't need

It's too bad the world
Is based on greed
Step back and see
Stop thinking about yourself
Start thinking about -

There's no money
There's no possesion
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my possession
Take my obsession
I don't need that shit

Cuz everything is nothing
And emptiness is in everything
This reality is really just
A fucked up dream
With the flesh and the blood
That you call your soul
Flip it inside out
It's a big black hole
Take your money
Burn it up like an asteroid
Possessions
They are never gonna fill the void
Take it away
And learn the best lesson
The heart
The soul
The life
The passion

There's no money
There's no possesion
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money
Take my possession
Take my obsession
I don't need that shit
Money
Possession
Obession

Present yourself
Press your clothes
Comb your hair
And clock in
You just can't win
You just can't win
The things you own
Own you
Well that's all over we heard what you said
I know I know all about your motives inside and your decision to hide

OK now you have pissed me off...I'll be nice to you and not flame and abuse the shit out of you...but i know what you tried to do being a noob...try and take down someone with huge posts and prove them wrong only to look like a total ass...

Don't worry it happens to a lot of people...so do some research before you go around and run your mouth...And btw i wouldn't bag out papa roach if you listen to trapt *its kinda annoying how trendy your trying to be*...

Anyways i will leave it there...and please don't go all *boo fucking hoo* on me...It doesn't work...

[sparsely]

Negativland - CAR BOMB


3-2-1-0
DIPSTICK, TRASH BAG, SHATTERPROOF GLASS
TAILPIPE, TREADLIGHT, GREASE AND CHROME,
FUEL PUMP, BUMPER, UNIVERSAL BEARING,
AERIAL, BRAKE SHOE, SHOCK ABSORBER....
CAAAAR BOMMMMB!!!!!!!!!




3-2-1-0
ASHTRAY, AIR VENT, OILY RAG,
FAN BELT, FLY WHEEL, LEFT ARMREST,
CRANKSHAFT, TIRE-JACK, REAR-VIEW MIRROR,
COIL SPRING, PISTON RING, RUBBER-FOAM DICE....
CAAAAAR BOMMMMMB!!!!!!!!!




3-2-1-0
LUG NUT, WHEEL-WELL, DASHBOARD PADDING,
HUBCAP, ROAD FLARE, WINDSHIELD WIPER,
BIG HAND, LITTLE HAND, RADIO DIAL,
FRONT SEAT, BACK SEAT, AND A RECTANGULAR...
CAAAAAR BOMMMMMB!!!!!!!!!!!!




3-2-1-0!
RUBBER HOSE, ROCKER BELT, DIGITAL SPEDOMETER,
SPARK PLUG, GAS CAP, CIGARETTE LIGHTER,
HEAD REST, RETREAD, REGISTRATION,
FLOOR MAT, FIREWALL, ACCELERATOR PEDAL...
CAAAAAAR BOMMMMMMB!!!!!!!!!!




3-2-1-0!
OIL GRADE, RADIATOR, COLOR-CODED WIRE,
KLEENEX, CASSETTE DECK, TRANSAMATIC FLUID,
HEADLIGHT, SEATBELT, SIDE ROOF COVER,
AND A BUMPER STICKER THAT SAYS...






"No Other Possibility."

[silent VI]

planetb mix simple and clean utada hikaru


(Ohhh)

(Da da da)

You're giving me

Too many things

Lately, you're all I need

(All I want)

You smiled at me

And said

"Don't get me wrong or nothing

But does that mean I have to meet your father?"

When we are older you will understand

What I meant when I said

"No, I don't think life is quite that simple"



When you walk away

You don't hear me say

"Please, oh baby, don't go!"

Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight

It's hard to let it go



(Chorus x 2)



(Musical Interlude)

__________________________________________________

Chorus



Hold me

Whatever words we yelled this morning

It's a little late and old

Regardless of warnings

The future doesn't scare me at all

Nothing's like before

__________________________________________________

[metalrebelzz]

_________________________________________________
Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million, say:
Difficult enough to feel a little bit
Disappointed, passed over.
When I've looked right through,
To see you naked and oblivious
And you don't see me

Well I threw you the obvious,
Just to see if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedy.

Here I am expecting just a little bit
Too much from the wounded
But I see,
See through it all,
See through,
And see you.

So I threw you the obvious
Do you see what occurs behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy

Well, oh well...

Apparently nothing.
Apparently nothing at all.

You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me at all
_____________________________________________________

Lyrics from the song of the day, (A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras)

[fr600]

SPANISH EYES
Madonna

I know for sure his heart is here with me
Though I wish him back, I know he cannot see
My hands trembling, I know he hears me sing

I light this candle and watch it throw
Tears on my pillow
And if there is a Christ, he'll come tonight
To pray for Spanish eyes
And if I have nothing left to show
Tears on my pillow
What kind of life is this if God exists
Then help me pray for Spanish eyes

He had to fight like all the rest
In the barrio all the streets are paved with fear
I don't understand; at least he was a man

I light this candle and watch it throw
Tears on my pillow
And if there is a Christ, he'll come tonight
To pray for Spanish eyes
And if I have nothing left to show
Tears on my pillow
What kind of life is this if God exists
Then help me pray for Spanish eyes

How many lives will they have to take?
How much heartache?
How many suns will they have to burn?
Spanish eyes
When will they ever learn?

You were not the Maravilla in our minds
We were proud to fight but we cannot win this blind
Stand your guns against the wall
Who's next in line to fall

I light this candle and watch it throw
Tears on my pillow
And if there is a Christ, he'll come tonight
To pray for Spanish eyes
And if I have nothing left to show
Tears on my pillow
What kind of life is this if God exists
Then help me pray for Spanish eyes

Tus lagrimas de tristeza (Your tears of sadness)
No me dejan olvidarte (Will not let me forget you)

How many lives will they have to take?
How much heartache?
How many suns will they have to burn?
Spanish eyes
When will they ever learn?

[pusher]

Garbage - Medication

I don't need an education
I learnt all I need from you
They've got me on some medication
My point of balance was askew

Keeps my temperature from rising
My blood is pumping through my veins

Somebody get me out of here I'm
Tearing at myself
No body gives a damn about me
or anybody else

I wear myself out in the morning
You're asleep when I get home
Please don't call me self-defendent
You know it cut's me to the bone

And it's really not suprising
I hold a force I can't contain

Somebody get me here...

And still you call me co-dependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me

Somebody get me out of here I'm
Tearing at myself
I've get to make a point these days to
Extricate myself.
Somebody get me out....

Somehow you lay the blame on me