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"poop, i spilt my mmmmmmmmmmmmilllllllllllllllllllkk" ?? |
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The last time I saw her Was the night she said goodbye She said that love's a stranger And it's sure to pass you by As she packed up her belongings She wouldn't look me in the eye But I could see a tear roll Off her face As we both tried so hard Not to cry she said I never wanted the stars I never shot for the moon I like them right where they are All I wanted was you So baby just turn away Because I can't face the truth All I'm trying to say Is all I wanted was you I tried so hard to remember Where when how why love went away I tried to drown myself in pity But the whiskey kept calling your name I bought you fancy cars and diamond rings All the things that money brings And the servants to paint the sky blue And I worked so hard seven days a week And built a fortress for your heart to keep If I could I'd wrap these words up for you I never wanted the stars I never shot for the moon I like them right where they are All I wanted was you So baby just turn away Because I can't face the truth All I'm trying to say Is all I wanted was you I may have built for you a dreamhouse But never thought you were alone I filled the party up with company But never made our house a home All I got is my guitar these chords and the truth All I got is my guitar ... but all I want is you |
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Sick with fever And cry out loud to God Your sorry own Will be piled upon me That I can't see My God I've cried for earth More than once But rivers still run With reddest tears Be lost in me And I'll never need to ask Who wants me? Who wants Me? Be mine tonight. The sight of your light I'll breathe in you. I'm a fool, just for you I'm in pain And I don't know why Under heavy rain From darkest skies We're in pain The two of us And I no longer know Which way to go Open wide. Let me see Your bleeding heart cries for me Look straight up. Look at the sun This song's for her. Her requiem Open wide. Let me see A poisoned soul in agony Self pity strangles me I'm lashed by grief And I'm killing me Don't fear. My fire is enough For both of us |
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What is it, exactly, I've won? A DVD? |
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the lyrics for Blasphemous Rumors by Depeche Mode are pretty depressing... well, maybe more angry then anything, but I guess they're depressing too... I love that song so much... some of the best lyrics of any song in my opinion... |
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Oh, that's just silly, everyone knows Mexicans can't write music. |
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Every night she comes To take me out to dreamland When I'm with her, I'm the richest Man in the town She's a rose, she's the pearl She's the spin on my world All the stars make their wishes on her eyes She's my Coney Island Baby She's my Coney Island Girl She's a princess, in a red dress She's the moon in the mist to me She's my Coney Island Baby She's my Coney Island Girl --tom waits |
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Samuel Beckett Cascando 1 why not merely the despaired of occasion of wordshed is it not better abort than be barren the hours after you are gone are so leaden they will always start dragging too soon the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want bringing up the bones the old loves sockets filled once with eyes like yours all always is it better too soon than never the black want splashing their faces saying again nine days never floated the loved nor nine months nor nine lives 2 saying again if you do not teach me I shall not learn saying again there is a last even of last times last times of begging last times of loving of knowing not knowing pretending a last even of last times of saying if you do not love me I shall not be loved if I do not love you I shall not love the churn of stale words in the heart again love love love thud of the old plunger pestling the unalterable whey of words terrified again of not loving of loving and not you of being loved and not by you of knowing not knowing pretending pretending I and all the others that will love you if they love you 3 unless they love you |
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Like spinning plates While you make pretty speeches, I'm being cut to shreds. You feed me to the lions, a delicate balance When this just feels like spinning plates. I'm living in cloud cuckoo land. And this just feels like spinning plates Our bodies floating down the muddy river. |
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How to Disappear Completely That there That's not me I go Where I please I walk through walls I float down the Liffey I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here In a little while I'll be gone The moment's already passed Yeah it's gone And I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here Strobe lights and blown speakers Fireworks and hurricanes I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here |
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so are you in a bad mood?... there is a lot of racism floating everywhere |
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swans "animus" Somewhere, through the frozen fields, Somewhere, beneath your pale and tender skin, Lies a house, absorbing fear and pain - Solar, Red, Contained - And feeding on my dreams. Somewhere cold, inside the optic wire, Down where fingers and semen crack and bleed - There I will be, with my arms spread out and broken, Waiting for your breath, to animate my veins. We're not alone: All our thoughts are numbered - Malignant and cold, animal and hungry. But I will contain all that ever was or will be, Then I'll watch my skin erupt, in a symphony of flames - Screaming out your name, screaming out your name... Why can't I hide inside your halleable, electric face? You'd suck away the pain, and swallow down my sickest dreams. Now my body fgeels like snow, spilling out the shattered screen - Where will we be then, when all the fear and blood are gone, Drained into one hundred million open children's mouths - Screaming out your name, Screaming out your name... |
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NB those two also could've been posted in a 'most beautiful lyrics' thread i wonder what the present is btw |
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Jesus, Mr Mexican, don't be so sensitive. Go steal American jobs from hard working corporate Americans or something. |
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that's lame |
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Killing Game fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase twists darker rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons represents the killing game who taught the killing game who taught the killing game awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the temple door locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds minds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary padded walls not quiet storms fury burned out killing time who taught the killing game time's taught the killing game herself no i taught the killing game first passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide no one view window pushing faces through sharp cold glass poke bloody holes exposed i taught the killing game first i taught the killing game first till at last you regret tortured animals wake up time beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden strange no stronger feeling tempting motion slows to a crawl places his weaponry and it's a trap let go the springs snap shut gazes show sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death i taught the killing game i taught the killing game first i taught i taught i taught the game first...first...first... |
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there's no end, there's no glory, there's a slow resounding story there's no place to feel certain, there's no body waiting for me there's no stand of trees, no morning, there's a curve without a warning there is weird and lasting sadness, there's no large and lengthy warming there's no heat, there's no expansion, there's no door into the mansion lengthy warming, sweet removal, sweet expanse sweet and substantial there's no flesh, there's no fingers in my hair, i see a tunnel we built walls, tall and solid between the treasure and the shovel i see an in i see a fountain, there's a trail over the mountain there's no wayside, there's no stopping and the peak is wide and rocky there's no ceiling in the mansion, there's no wast no hesitation there's no crack of dawn no morning, just an everlasting warming |
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i took my shirt off in the yard/no one saw that the skin on my should was golden now it's not, my shirts back on/i forgot my songs/the glow is gone my gliding body stopped i could not get through september without a battle i face death, i went in with my arms swinging but i heard my own breath, and i had to face that i'm still living i'm still flesh, i hold onto awful feelings i'm not dead, there's no end, my face is red my blood flows harshly/my heart beats loudly my chest still draws breath, i hold it, i'm buoyant there's no end |
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Hello Kitty Play with us today! We'll laugh and sing On this lovely sunny day! All your friends are waiting for you Ready to run and play Everyone will gather 'round This is what they'll say: "When we see your friendly smile You brighten up our day!" Oh, Hello, Hello Kitty! Hello dear friend! Your smile is pretty Like a flower that's in bloom Love is in your heart And sings a happy tune! Hello, Hello Kitty Play with us today! - Hello Kitty Theme Song. |
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that makes me want to cry really innocent things like childhood things like that that are so fragile and pure make me want to break down blubbering. |
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~ more seriously... there are depressing lyrics, but i think the most depressing music i know remains instrumental. (F#A#infinity by Godspeed You Black Emperor!.... and the lyrics aren't for it....) Morton > i like the lyrics to "How To Disappear Completely"... but i don't find them depressing nor even really sad! ' _ ' |
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There's the odour of incense And I double in pain And I flick through the past As arrayed in my mind On a bed in a room That's locked on some hill I'm gripping her hand As she cries to the wall The years stumble away And the pain dissipates Suzanne's clad in blues With a mark in her hand The lines round her lips Are now scars in my mind Down at the quayside Through the sun's rising mists Suzanne drags me down "All this world's in your mind..." Can salvation emerge From the heart of this dream? Where the horses run formless The sky cancels its stars Then the fumes of the incense Rise across the walls And she watches me sideways Like the world is on fire Between the beat of her heart And her gesture of fingers The twist of her hand As it beckons through me She smiles through my pain And my loss yet to come I wait on the platform For our lives to restart And I wanted to tell her How all my hearts felt But my words barb inside me And my lips cannot part From the twisting of smokes As we sit in her room To the sorrow I feel As I fall out of dreams Inexplicable sadness This gash that I feel Devoid of her moon And ripped of my suns (If I knew at that joining...) (If I knew at that parting...) (If I knew at that moment...) (If I knew at that second...) The candlewax melts And the water stops shining That which is started Is so easily falling From cathedrals of sand That the ocean laps away And sometimes I wake empty And she floats through my symbols And I move as to hold her And... Lament for my Suzanne I wait for you still - Current 93, 'A Lament For My Suzanne' |
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i wish i had a drink |
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Questions In A World Of Blue Why did you go? Why did you turn away from me? When all the world seemed to sing Why, why did you go? Was it me? Was it you? Questions in a world of blue How can a heart that's filled with love Start to cry? When all the world seemed so right How, how can love die? Was it me? Was it you? Questions in a world of blue When did the day with all it's light turn into night? When all the world seemed to sing Why, why did you go? Was it me? Was it you? Questions in a world of blue Questions in a world of blue |
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Into The Night Now it's dark Into the night I cry out I cry out your name Into the night I search out I search out your love. Night so dark Where are you? Come back in my heart So dark So dark. Into the night Shadows fall Shadows fall so blue. I cry out I cry out for you. Night so dark Where are you? Come back in my heart So dark So dark So dark |
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in another style.. I'm gonna drown myself in London's lost rivers I will walk down to the rain I have sat there and seen the winter days finish their short-spanned lives; and all the globes of light - crimson, emerald, and pallid yellow - start, one by one, out of the russet fog that creeps up the river. But I like the place best on these hot summer nights, when the sky hangs thick with stifled colour, and the stars shine small and shyly. Then the pulse of the city is hushed, and the scales of the water flicker golden and oily under the watching regiment of lamps. The bridge clasps its gaunt arms tight from bank to bank, and the shuffle of a retreating figure sounds loud and alone in the quiet. There, if you wait long enough, you will hear the long wail of the siren, that seems to tell of the anguish of London till a train hurries to throttle its dying note, roaring and rushing, thundering and blazing through the night, tossing its white crests of smoke, charging across the bridge into the dark country beyond. In the wan, lingering light of the winter afternoon, the parks stood all deserted, sluggishly drowsing, so it seemed, with their spacious distances muffled in greyness: colourless, fabulous, blurred. One by one, through the damp misty air, looked the tall, stark, lifeless elms. Overhead there lowered a turpid sky, heavy-charged with an unclean yellow, and amid their ugly patches of dank and rotting bracken, a little mare picked her way noiselessly. The rumour of life seemed hushed. There was only the vague ??? rhythm of the creaking saddle. The daylight faded. A shroud of ghostly mist enveloped the earth, and up from the vaporous distance crept slowly the evening darkness. A sullen glow throbs overhead: golden will-o'-the-wisps are threading their shadowy ribbons above golden trees, and the dull, distant rumour of feverish London waits on the still night air. The lights of Hyde Park Corner blaze like some monster, gilded constellation, shaming the dingy stars. And across the east, there f |
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flares a sky-sign, a gaudy crimson arabesque. And all the air hangs draped in the mysterious sumptuous splendour of a murky London night. I'm gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London I am gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London - Coil, 'Lost Rivers Of London' |
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daddy please hear this song that i sing in your heart theres a spark that just screams for a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep and love all you have left like your boy used to be long ago wrapped in sheets warm and wet blister please with those wings in your spine love to be with a brother of mine how he'd love to find your tongue in his teeth in a struggle to find secret songs that you keep wrapped in boxes so tight sounding only at night as you sleep and in my dreams you're alive and your crying as your mouth moves in mine soft and sweet rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you for the rest of your life in your ?reading? brother see we are one in the same and you left with your head filled with flames and you watched as your brains fell out thru your teeth push the pieces in place make your smile sweet to see don't you take this away im still wanting my face on your cheek and when we break we'll wait for our miracle God is a place where some holy spectacle lies when we break we'll wait for our miracle God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life two headed boy she is all you could need she will feed you tomatoes and radio wires and retire to sheets safe and clean but don't hate her when she gets up to leave |
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well. i could post cure lyrics in here all day. i also think robert smith writes some of the most beautiful lyrics. i <3 him. |
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When you were young Was there a time called one day You would know all there was to know If you survive All of those girls around you You carry there books they carried your mind Make believe That nothing is wrong Make believe Your going somewhere Live your dream So take it slow And if you lose your way Remember the moment you began Fall back on your word Heaven forbid your entry And miner guilt complex dissolves Make believe nothing is wrong Make believe you’ve got something to say Live your dream (never stop) And nothing can matter to this man Wish away all I know Heaven is calling out The easiest excess to the crowd I came for the house and the children I let it all slip throw my hands I feel like a weight has been lifted Nothing can matter to this man I came for the car and the vacuum Spinning the wheels into the void I feel like my ship it has come in But it was a joke there’s nothing aboard |
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Beste bill, ik zag daarnet je vrouw, en ze zei dat je langzaam impotent wordt. Is dat waar, arme beste kerel? Wie zal je troosten als je vruchteloos verlangt? Beste bill, je wou dat je kon zeggen, dat je hevig dit leven had geleefd. En dat je een man was, vrij en zonder schulden. En dat je slimmer dan je ouders was geweest. En je wou dat je kon zeggen dat dit drijven. Dat het niet jouw stijl is, maar de stilte voor de storm. Dat je muren kan breken, ijzer kan smeden, als het brandt van binnen. Begrijp jij die mensen die op feesten, de overwinning vieren van het leven op de dood? En die de kansen grijpen waar ze liggen, en die altijd weten wat ze doen? |
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There's a little child Runnin' 'round this house And he never leaves He will never leave And the fog comes up From the sewers and Glows in the dark Baby alligators in the sewers Grow up fast Grow up fast Anything you want it can be done now How did you bad? Did you go bad? Did you go bad? Some things will never wash away Did you go bad? Did you go bad? |
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rows of houses, all bearing down on me i can feel their blue hands touching me all these things into position all these things we'll one day swallow whole and fade out again and fade out this machine will, will not communicate these thoughts and the strain I am under be a world child, form a circle before we all go under and fade out again and fade out again cracked eggs, dead birds scream as they fight for life i can feel death, can see its beady eyes all these things into position all these things we'll one day swallow whole and fade out again and fade out again |
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drawing this box for you to recreate me into something i can never be. disease turned these clouds a infinite light and the winds a translucent glow. it seemed so easy to quit everything to remember. transmitted recordings of robot tracks to forget how everyone sounds. tightly formed mechanical wings, dwelling on how to save us all. never in control, never really having a chance. we're all useless with our eyeliner dripping in red. we let it fester always knowing that it was coming and i'm hearing things in my head. i'm hearing things all wrong. these arms failed to lift when my eyes forgot to open. everything left offsetting through the dryed paint that creates these butterfly wings, twitching and teasing now. standing here one year later with signs of red shining through a decade more. among the morning light of bedroom walls deafeated to know the danger in this. it's so easy to forget everything we swore we'd remember. we're all useless. if only i could keep the eyeliner from running i'd drive these roads to kill my own kind. |
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to hope is admittance feed before beginning double-sided cynics reflected images don't be so selfish leaving the image follow it far to find where you are you haven't grown go on alone never finished his sentence Remained in seclusion for the next few days family is circling he having moved up all the styles of heresy finally he appeared unexpectedly looking for company |
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a shattered dream of heart so hard to live on, si? a tunnel of life to pass you'll never get her, si? |
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Cheeky Song (Touch My Bum) Cheeky girls...... Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys I never ever ask where do you go I never ever ask what do you do I never ever ask what's in your mind I never ever ask if you'll be mine Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life. Oooooh We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys Hhmm cheeky cheeky (laughter) Cheekycheekycheeky Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys I never ever ask where do you go I never ever ask what do you do I never ever ask whats in your mind I never ever ask if you'll be mine Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life. Unu doy trei si (translates to one two three go) (with other voices shouting cheeky) We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys Come and join the cheeky club This is what you want Come and sing the cheeky song Our cheeky song woo Come and join the cheeky club This is what you want Come and sing the cheeky song Our cheeky song woo Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life Cheeky cheeky We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheek |
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ok... TIBBAR WINS your prize is naked pics... just kidding... your prize isssss ummmmmmmm...youuuu geeett to, um, you get a card! i'm sending it nowish. :-) |
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yeah, cuz um... a card is... SO much..... better..... than um.... yeah. thanks. really. :) *rawr* |
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sent! |
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Tibbar's Song (aka, nekked tragedy) Our friend tibbar was made a promis By a maiden fair Nekked piccies he was promised But there were not there Tibbar wept a thousand love songs, Sad as hell was he For he will never get to see Our nekked tragedy |
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With appropriate grace Take a deep breath The breeze in your face Don't open those eyes again, ever And dive With appropriate grace |
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what a depressingly boring thread. |
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i wish the milkman would deliver my milk in the morning i wish the milkman would deliver my milk when i'm yearning i would like some milk from the milkmans wifes tits |
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i didnt realize this was a metal board |
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And what do you do when Your man kills himself and How do I make friends now And where is my mom I need to show her She taught me And please let me Die an Instant Death |
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my dog just died can't get over it i've tried now i just cry repeated getting louder for 8 mins over a string i want to die silence ... |
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I don't know if anyone's done the Pyramid Song so: Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo i jumped in the river and what did I see? black-eyed angels swam with me a moon full of stars and astral cars all the figures i used to see all my lovers were there with me all my past and futures and we all went to heaven in a little row boat there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt i jumped into the river black-eyed angels swimming with me a moon full of stars and astral cars all the figures i used to see all my lovers were there with me all my past and futures and we all went to heaven in a little row boat there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt |
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how would you be if you listened to a delta goodrem cd All the way through? |
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isnt that type o negative :] |
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