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Post by ridder on Sept 1, 2007 16:36:20 GMT -5
Simple Man- Lynyrd Skynyrd
Mama told me when I was young "Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say And if you do this it will help you some sunny day" "Oh, take your time, don't live too fast Troubles will come and they will pass Go find a woman and you'll find love And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"
Chorus: "And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"
"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold All that you need is in your soul And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"
Chorus
Oh yes, I will "Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself Follow your heart and nothing else And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"
Chorus
Baby, be a simple, really simple man Oh, be something you love and understand
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Post by Sigh on Sept 29, 2007 18:14:48 GMT -5
Oh, I see your face as if in a dream. Eyes where the shadows drown. Frozen in a frown. And I feel like paper burning free. The wind is shattering me. I'm the sky, I'm the sea.
Walk for now. Endless days alive somehow.
Staring, dreaming, cold rain, skin steaming. Just some fog in my eyes. Tides in my blood follow the pale moon drawing my soul to the skies.
Standing here, where a dream once had a home. Emptiness now calls, where hope crumbled with the walls. And I feel like dust, lighter than air. Winged by the smallest prayer. Destination anywhere.
Walk for now. Endless days alive somehow. Keeping pace.
Staring, dreaming, cold rain, skin steaming. Just some fog in my eyes. Tides in my blood follow the pale moon drawing my soul to the skies.
Stars, they're skywide, forever burn. Scars, you carve deep, but never learn.
Oh, I see your face as if in a dream. Eyes where the shadows drown. Frozen in a frown.
Tarot ~ Tides
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Post by airburst on Oct 12, 2007 2:19:48 GMT -5
"Something has to change Undeniable dilemma Boredom's not a burden Anyone should bear
Constant over stimulation numbs me But I would not want you any other way
It's not enough I need more Nothing seems to satisfy I don't want it I just need it To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive
Finger deep within the borderline Show me that you love me and that we belong together Relax, turn around and take my hand
I can help you change Tired moments into pleasure Say the word and we'll be Well upon our way
Blend and balance Pain and comfort Deep within you 'til you will not want me any other way
It's not enough I need more Nothing seems to satisfy I don't want it I just need it To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive
Knuckle deep inside the borderline This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to Relax, slip away
Something kinda sad about the way that things have come to be Desensitized to everything What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me If I really don't feel anything at all?
I'll keep digging 'til I feel something
Elbow deep inside the borderline Show me that you love me and that we belong together Shoulder deep within the borderline Relax, turn around and take my hand" -Stinkfist, by Tool
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Post by pnoopiepnats on Oct 14, 2007 8:37:12 GMT -5
hey there delilah whats it like in new york city im a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty yes you do time square cant shine as bright as you i swear its true
hey there delilah dont you worry about the distance im right there if you get lonely give this song another listen close your eyes listen to my voice its my disguise im by your side
oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me what you do to me
hey there delilah i know times are gettin hard but just believe me girl someday ill pay the bills with this guitar we'll have it good we'll have the life we knew we would my word is good
hey there delilah ive got so much left to say if every simple song i wrote to you would take your breath away id write it all even more in love with me youd fall we'd have it all
oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me
a thousand miles seems pretty far but they've got planes and trains and cars id walk to you if i had no other way our friends would all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know that none of them have felt this way delilah i can promise you that by the time that we get through the world will never ever be the same and youre to blame
hey there delilah you be good and dont you miss me two more years and youll be done with school and ill be makin history like i do you know its all because of you we can do whatever we want to hey there delilah heres to you this ones for you
oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me oh its what you do to me what you do to me
One of the most beautiful love songs.
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Post by airburst on Nov 28, 2007 21:31:41 GMT -5
"The girl I used to love Lives in this yellow house. Yesterday she passed me by, She doesn't want to know me now." -The Real Me by The Who
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Post by annaa on Nov 28, 2007 22:22:40 GMT -5
A particular part of the song I like.. Amy Winehouse - Tears dry on their own
I can't play myself again I should just be my own best friend Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men
He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your wake, in this blue shade My tears dry on their own
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Post by urbanspaceman on Nov 30, 2007 6:00:57 GMT -5
There are faces that we should not know There are places we’re not meant to go If you try to find me you will never win For behind each layer lies another skin I’d love to let you near me, if you find a way in
Duke Special - No Cover Up
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Post by airburst on Dec 9, 2007 4:10:52 GMT -5
"Hey you! Wake up! Open your swollen eyes Erosion invades your mind A cancer that grows over time
Hey you! Rise up! Rise to fight, eliminate Burn your fuse to detonate The human machines of hate
All these years they've tried to break you To your knees Anger scours right through your veins Now it's time to put an end To all the lies Now it's time to take control Of your life
Wake up! Rise up! Open minds will dominate Burn your fuse to detonate The human machines of hate
All these years they've tried to break you To your knees Anger scours right through your veins Now it's time to put an end To all the lies Now it's time to take control Of your life Life Life Life
Hypocrisy You can't believe Machines of hate A disease that infiltrates
Persist for resistance Resist their insolence You are a dissident Burn away conformity
Persist for resistance Resist their insolence You are a dissident Burn away conformity
All these years they've tried to break you To your knees Anger scours right through your veins Now it's time to put an end To all the lies Now it's time to take control Of your life
They have tried to break you They have tried to break you They have tried to break you They have tried to break you" -Self Bias Resistor, by Fear Factory
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Post by airburst on Jan 15, 2008 10:02:53 GMT -5
"So understand Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years, Face up...make your stand, And realise you're living in the golden years.
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind, Can't ease this pain, so easily, When you can't find the words to say, it's hard to make it through another day, And it makes me wanna cry, and throw my hands up to the sky." -Wasted Years by Iron Maiden
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Post by audioalone on Feb 8, 2008 16:25:21 GMT -5
Pieces of Eight - Styx (from self titled album 1978)
(My favourite Styx song overall)
It's 6 o'clock good morning sounds are everywhere The warmth of spring a gentle breeze blows through my hair I hurry through my life never stopping to see How beautiful it was meant to be I'm just a prisoner in a King's disguise Broken dreams as we shuffle by
It's 6 o'clock it's quitting time I'm done for the day Out on the streets I overheard a lady say We now have everything - or so people say, But now this emptiness haunts me everyday We seek the lion's share - never knowing why Come alive - spread your wings and fly
Pieces of eight The search for the money tree Don't cast your freedoms into gold Pieces of eight Can't buy you everything Don't let it turn your heart to stone
(fill - in)
Pieces of eight The search for the money tree Don't cast your freedoms in for gold Pieces of eight Treasures filled with emptiness Don't let it turn your heart to stone
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Post by Sweet Pea on Feb 15, 2008 16:30:22 GMT -5
What kind of love have you got? You should be home but you're not. A room full of noise and dangerous boys still make you thirsty and hot. I heard about you and that man. There's just one thing I don't understand. You say he's a liar and he put out your fire, how come you still got his gun in your hand? Victim of love, I see a broken heart. You got your stories to tell. Victim of love, it's such an easy part and you know how to play it so well. Some people never come clean, I think you know what I mean, oh. You're walkin' the wire, pain and desire, lookin' for love in between. Tell me your secrets, I'll tell you mine. This ain't no time to be cool. And tell all your girlfriends, your "been around the world" friends that talk is for losers and fools. Victim of love, I see a broken heart. I could be wrong but I'm not, no, I'm not. Victim of love, we're not so far apart.
from 'victim of love' by the eagles
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Post by Bodhi on Feb 20, 2008 18:00:50 GMT -5
I'd like to watch I'd like to read I'd like a part I'd like the lead
But, I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give Got no reason to live But I'll kill to survive I've got nothing to hide Wish I wasn't so shy
-The Strokes, Ask Me Anything
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Post by airburst on Feb 25, 2008 7:54:04 GMT -5
"Overcome by your Moving temple Overcome by this Holiest of altars
So pure So rare To witness such an earthly goddess That Ive lost my self control ... Holiest of altars
Id sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time
One chance One kiss One taste of you my magdalena
I bear witness To this place, this prayer, so long forgotten So pure So rare To witness such an earthly goddess
That Id sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna
Id sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time
One taste One taste One taste of you my magdalena" -Magdalena, by A Perfect Circle
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Post by airburst on Mar 4, 2008 22:08:30 GMT -5
"I hold on so nervously To me and my drink I wish it was cooling me But so far, has not been good It’s been shitty And I feel awkward, as I should This club has got to be The most pretentious thing Since I thought you and me Well I am imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place
Well I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately But so far has not been fun I should just stay home If one thing really means one This club will hopefully Be closed in three weeks That would be cool with me Well I’m still imagining A dark lit place Or your place or my place
I’m not paralyzed But, I seem to be struck by you I want to make you move Because you’re standing still If your body matches What your eyes can do You’ll probably move right through Me on my way to you" -Paralyzer by Finger Eleven
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Post by urbanspaceman on Mar 7, 2008 14:30:41 GMT -5
"23" - Jimmy Eat World
Amazing still it seems I'll be 23 I won't always love what I'll never have I won't always live in my regrets
You'll sit alone forever If you wait for the right time What are you hoping for? I'm here I'm now I'm ready Holding on tight Don't give away the end The one thing that stays mine
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