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    Rain
    Everyone wants to get out of the rain
    Wants to be free, wants to see no more pain
    We're guaranteed that the season will change
    'Till then, I'm keeping sunshine on my brain
    When the drops hit my head they leave a stain
    Everyone wants to get out of the rain
    We cannot avoid nature's bleeding vein
    But I smile while it trickles down the drain

    Harvested love only comes after rain
    Even though it brings overwhelming strain
    It falls from all skies so I can't complain
    Without it, our growth would not be the same
    Most people like to have someone to blame
    But it falls randomly, not taking aim
    It makes up one half of the yin and yang
    Without the water, you can't have the flame
    Without the water, you can't have the flame
    Some are content holding ground in their game
    But when my soul steps to exit this frame
    I will be reincarnated as

    [Chorus]
    Rain
    Harvested thought only comes after rain
    Artists may talk and give it different names
    When they appear wet, they may feel ashamed
    So they don't walk but instead take the train
    And when that ride stops they notice the strange
    Sense of degeneration they've obtained
    While the world evolves, they stand and turn lame
    Storm is prerequisite to mental gain
    Storm is prerequisite to mental gain
    Philosophy's life
    That's simple and plain
    Poets play with words to keep themselves sane
    You do your thing while the clouds pour the

    [Chorus]

    Harvested skill only comes after rain
    Architects build under sun, so they claim
    But when the puddles decided to hang
    Is when their hands sketched the plans that remained
    Every man secretly hopes he can tame
    The beast he fears most 'cause it can't be slain
    Towering, gray faces laugh so deranged
    One day we all will break free from their chains
    One day we all will break free from their chains
    And rise towards the sun with good health sustained
    It's almost impossible to explain
    But I owe all my success to the

    [Chorus]

    By: eyedea & DJ Abilities

    Album:First Born
    2 time TWLD runner up.

    If not a medal, cant I get a Ribbon??

  • #2
    yea, eyedea is dope;
    but here is something deadly:

    Artist: Immortal Technique
    Album: Revolutionary Vol. 2
    Song: Industrial Revolution

    He's not great on chorus, but he's amazing lyrically

    [Verse 1]
    Yeah *****, Immortal Technique, metaphysics

    The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
    I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun
    my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
    like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch
    and now these parasites wanna prosenna my asscap
    trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
    but here's a quotable for every single record exec
    get your fucking hands out my pocket ***** like Malcolm X
    but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
    and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
    curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me
    Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
    no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
    I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
    cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream
    and that's the primary reason that I hate ya faggots
    I've been nice since *****z got killed over 8-ball jackets
    and Reebok Pumps that didn’t do shit for the sneaker
    I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
    and murder counter revolutionaries personally
    break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
    ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots
    offered me a deal and a blanket full of small pocks
    your all getting shot, you little fucking tregerous bitches

    [Hook]
    This is the business, and ya'll ain't getting nothing for free
    and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company
    you can call it reparations or restitution
    lock and load *****, industrial revolution

    [Verse 2]
    I want fifty three million dollars for my collar stand
    like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban
    and fuck packing grams *****, learn to speak and behave
    you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave
    two million people in prison keep the government paid
    stuck in a six block eight cell alive in the grave
    i was made by revolution to speak to the masses
    deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the classes
    I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards
    innocent deep in a casket, columbian fashion
    intoxicated of the flow like thugs passion
    you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin'
    your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compasion
    your better off banging for twenty points for a label
    your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels
    Technique chemically unstable, set to explode
    foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes
    so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold
    cuz if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck
    it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck
    stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit
    without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick
    Revolutionary Volume 2, murder the critics
    and leave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets

    [Hook]
    ROCKING MY OWN WORLD SINCE PUBERTY.

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    • #3
      Walker, Texas Corpse

      Your characters supposed to be 40
      But you have to be at least 80
      The make-up department should win an emmy
      For making people think your alive

      [Chorus:]
      Chuck Norris- you're really fucking old

      You're the worst singer I have ever heard
      You're even worse than I am
      You should be climbing out of a grave
      While you sing the fucking theme song

      [Chorus]

      You look like you just got embalmed
      And were shopping for a coffin
      Your partner looks fucking stupid
      Being black and wearing a cowboy hat

      I Intentionally Ran Over Your Dog

      YOU'RE DOG WAS YOUR ONLY FRIEND
      YOU DEPEND YOUR LIFE SAVING FIXING IT'S BROKEN LEG
      YOU LOVED IT MORE THAN YOU'RE PARENTS LOVED YOU
      AND THEN I RAN IT OVER

      YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
      MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
      MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD

      I DRAGGED IT 50 YARDS DOWN THE STREET
      AND YOU RAN AFTER ME IN TEARS
      I ALMOST CRASHED BECAUSE I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
      THEN I TURNED AROUND, AND TRIED TO HIT YOU

      YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
      MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
      MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD

      I Made Your Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

      A FEW YEARS AGO, I SNUCK F.MERKURY INTO YOUR SONS ROOM
      I GAVE HIM ANESTHESIA SO HE'D NEVER REMEMBER GETTING RAPED
      YOU SPENT YOUR LIFE SAVINGS PUTTING YOUR KID THROUGH COLLAGE
      THEN HE DIED OF AIDS, SO YOU WASTED YOUR MONEY FOR NOTHING

      I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
      I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

      YOU THOUGHT YOUR SON WAS ON A DIET, SO YOU DIDN'T WORRY TO MUCH
      AT THE FUNERAL, I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED, AND LAUGHED AT YOU
      I DIDN'T THINK THAT YOU SUFFERED ENOUGH
      SO I SHOT YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF YOU

      I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
      I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

      BRACS, SUMMER CAMP, COLLAGE YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
      FOOD, CLOTHING, TRIPS TO DISNEY WORLD, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
      BIRTHDAYS, CHRISTMAS, THE TOOTH FAIRY, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
      LUNCH MONEY, FIELD TRIPS, TOYS, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY

      Domestic Violence Is Really Really Really Funny

      YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE FUCKING THE MAILMAN
      YOU THREW HER DOWN A FLIGHT OFF STAIRS
      YOUR SON CAME HOME WITH 4 D'S AND AN F
      YOU KICKED HIM IN THE BALLS AND IN THE FACE

      IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE
      I'D CONGRATULATE YOU FOR BEATING YOUR SPOUSE
      I'D SHAKE YOUR HAND FOR BEATING YOUR SON
      IF HE WAS MY SON, I'D TAKE OUT MY GUN

      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY

      YOUR TEENAGE DAUGHTER CAME HOME PREGNANT FOR THE 3'RD OR 4'TH TIME
      YOU PUT ON YOUR BOOTS AND KICKED HER IN THE STOMACH
      THEN YOU CAUGHT YOUR WIFE SUCKING THE MILKMAN'S DICK
      SO YOU THREW HER DOWN THE STAIRS AGAIN

      IF I WAS A COP, CALLED TO YOUR HOUSE
      ID OFFERED TO SHOOT YOUR NO-GOOD SPOUSE
      IF I HAD TO DEAL WITH YOUR TEENAGE SLUT
      I'D GLADLY KICK HER IN THE GUT

      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IS REALLY REALLY REALLY FUNNY
      Last edited by Stabwound; 12-05-2003, 05:26 PM.
      sdg

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      • #4
        Yeah, anal cunt! Woo!

        Anyway my favorite:

        KMFDM SUCKS
        WE LIKE TALKIN' DIRTY
        WE SMOKE AND WE DRINK
        WE'RE KMFDM AND ALL OTHER BANDS STINK

        OUR MUSIC IS SAMPLED
        TOTALLY FAKE
        IT'S DONE BY MACHINES 'COZ THEY DON'T MAKE MISTAKES

        WE DON'T HAVE NO LYRICS
        OUR MESSAGE IS NIL
        WE HATE ALL DJ'S
        THEY'RE MAKIN' US ILL

        WHATEVER WE TELL 'YA
        IS MEANT TO BE CRAP
        WE HATE ALL MUSIC AND ESPECIALLY RAP

        WE DON'T LIKE
        WE HATE DEPECHE MODE
        WE DON'T CARE FOR MADONNA OR KYLIE MINOGUE

        OUR RECORDS HAVE STICKERS WITH A WARNING FROM TIPPER
        'COZ THEY'RE NO GOOD FOR KIDS
        IF WE'D GET HER WE'D STRIP HER

        KMFDM FORWARD THE ULTIMATE SOUND
        AND A MESSAGE FROM SATAN
        IF YOU TURN IT AROUND

        YOU MIGHT THINK WE'RE STUPID
        BUT WE'RE WAY ABOVE IT
        WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT
        AND THE KIDS JUST LOVE IT

        WE WOULDN'T SELL TO A MAJOR FOR A COUPLE OF BUCKS
        NO DOUBT ABOUT IT KMFDM SUCKS

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        • #5
          I like songs w/o lyrics. So I guess my favorite lyrics are '...'.

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          • #6
            Heard a sermon from a creaky pulpit with no one in the nave,
            I paid a visit to the synagogue and I left there feeling blame,
            No one can tell me what to do,
            They have not the capacity to answer me
            What the world needs now is some answers to our problems,
            We can't buy more time cause our tender isn't valid,
            If your soul needs love you can get consoled by pity,
            But it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us no more,
            Watched the scientists throw up their hands conceding,
            "Progress will resolve it all",
            Saw the manufactures of earth's debris ignore another green peace call,
            No one could tell me what to do,
            No one had the ability to answer me
            What the world needs now is some accountability,
            We can't buy more time cause time won't accept our money,
            If your soul needs love you can always have my pity,
            But it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us no more...

            Faith alone won't sustain us anymore








            long ago in a dusty village
            full of hunger, pain and strife
            a man came forth with a vision of truth
            and the way to a better life
            he was convinced he had the answer
            and he compelled people to follow along
            but the hunger never vanished
            and the man was banished
            and the village dried up and died
            at a time when wise men peered
            through brass tubes toward the sky
            the heavens changed in predictable ways
            and one man was able to find
            that he thought he had found the answer
            and he was quick to write his revelation
            but as they were scrutinized
            in his colleagues eyes
            he soon became a mockery
            don't tell me about the answer
            'cause then another one will come along soon
            i don't believe you have the answer
            i've got ideas too
            but if you've got enought naivete
            and you've got conviction
            then the answer is perfect for you
            an urban spall sits choking on its discharge
            overwhelmed by industry
            searching for a modern day savior from another place
            inclined toward charity
            everyone's begging for an answer
            without regard to validity
            the searching never ends
            it goes on and on and on for eternity...
            don't tell me about the answer
            'cause then another one will come along soon
            i don't believe you have the answer
            i've got ideas too
            but if you've got enought naivete
            and you've got conviction
            then the answer is perfect for you (the answer is perfect for you)







            I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner,
            in the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of america,
            I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying,
            and that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds
            and damned out loud,
            hey, can you tell me how does it feel?
            yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,
            doing anything that you don't have to?
            well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me... and fuck you!
            when I slept with stony faces on the riverbank,
            my angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying,
            I don't exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
            we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms with roman candles,
            on an endless graveyard train
            yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doing
            anything just cuz you want to?
            well, that's just what I do so hooray for me... and fuck you!
            yeah, I was dreaming through the "howzlife", yawning,
            car black, when she told me "mad and meaningless as ever...",
            and a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme,
            for a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence
            oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, and never sensible,
            I've been incredible so damned irascible
            and I like the things I do so hooray for me... and fuck you!
            Originally posted by Facetious
            edit: (Money just PMed me his address so I can go to Houston and fight him)

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            • #7
              Smashing Pumpkins

              Disarm

              Disarm you with a smile
              And cut you like you want me to
              Cut that little child
              Inside of me and such a part of you
              Ooh, the years burn

              I used to be a little boy
              So old in my shoes
              And what I choose is my choice
              What's a boy supposed to do
              The killer in me is the killer in you
              My love
              I send this smile over to you

              Disarm you with a smile
              And leave you like they left me here
              To wither in denial
              The bitterness of one who's left alone
              Ooh, the years burn
              Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

              I used to be a little boy
              So old in my shoes
              And what I choose is my voice
              What's a boy supposed to do
              The killer in me is the killer in you
              My love
              I send this smile over to you

              The killer in me is the killer in you
              Send this smile over to you
              The killer in me is the killer in you
              Send this smile over to you
              The killer in me is the killer in you
              Send this smile over to you

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              • #8
                well i would post my favorite lyrics, but i dont give a shit about any of yours and i didnt read them and i know you all would feel the same way.
                Ripper>cant pee with a hard on
                apt>yes u can wtf
                apt>you need to clear the pipes after a nice masturbation
                apt>i just put myself in a wierd position
                apt>so i dont miss the toilet
                Ripper>but after u masterbaition it usually goes down
                apt>na
                apt>ill show you pictures
                apt>next time I masturbate

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                • #9
                  Since everyone else is posting an assload of lyrics, just look at the bolded snippits for my fav lines.

                  AESOP ROCK LYRICS
                  DAYLIGHT LYRICS

                  Yo...put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation
                  I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
                  While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
                  I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience
                  Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual
                  Dirty cooperative Neptune blue head hurt splits
                  Ridiculous fathom the splicing of first generation
                  fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!)
                  I paste the game to zero all completion green (Splash!)
                  Took an early retirement pick a dream
                  American nightmare hogging the screen
                  I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in
                  and you would stop following me around the jungle gym
                  Now it's an honor and I spell it with an 'H' I stole from heritage
                  Marry crutch stolen wretched refuge refuse my teaming resonance
                  I promise temperance storm breed with a leaning conscious
                  In a credence relax responsive with my sports outsource the wattage
                  And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) And the settlers laugh
                  You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash
                  You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags into rags
                  You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs
                  You won't be laughing
                  And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed
                  So I triple knot them then I forgot them
                  This origami dream is beautiful
                  but man those wings will never leave the ground
                  Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down

                  All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
                  put the pieces back together my way.
                  All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
                  put the pieces back together my way.
                  All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
                  put the pieces back together my way.
                  All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
                  put the pieces back together my way.

                  Slacker bounded imitated tabloid headlined with the post
                  Shimmy cross the centerfold, and a dead time in ghosts
                  Giving crumbs for the better souls with seven deadly sins
                  To hear the plane to crystal conscious
                  To results a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished
                  Ok, lift me to activism chain activate street sweep
                  Plug in deteriorating zenith pen dragging
                  I hack swords wars for the morbid spreading of mad men
                  Now he's got soul
                  Sitting there licking log cabin in Charlie Chaplin waddle
                  I could zig zag and zig 'em again for the bad dreams
                  Sparking my brick wall windows another thicket storm
                  And if one night in Gotham without the wretched
                  Houston we have a problem
                  Dispatch a task of infested patch of city goblins
                  Who split how many freaks with box cuts of a high road bellow
                  Heads ripped! Watch red bricks turn yellow
                  Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus
                  Raw feelings start congregating at pamper for bickering
                  Life's not a bitch life is a beautiful woman
                  Your only call her a bitch because she won't let you get that pussy
                  Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests
                  Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess

                  Kiss the speaker wire or either pass it for some pagan thresh hold
                  Stomach full of halo kibbles
                  Wings span cast black of porn visuals hear the duck hunt ticker tape
                  Vision and pick apart the pixels
                  I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace
                  When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast
                  Metal Captain!
                  This cat is asking if I've seen his little lost passion
                  I told him: 'Yeah, but only when I pedaled past him'


                  Slug from Atmosphere:
                  No one can see the tears when you're standing in the storm

                  Tenacious D:
                  Then you say "Hey I bought you flowers"
                  Then you say "Wait a minute Sally,
                  I think I got something in my teeth, will you get it out for me?"
                  That's fucking teamwork!


                  ATMOSPHERE
                  Always Come Back Home To You

                  To all my killers and my hundred dollar billers
                  To emo kids that got too many feelings

                  He held the register open while he counted her change
                  I was next in line which meant I was invisible
                  From where I stood I could see that the till was full
                  He didn't look the type to play superhero
                  So I stepped forth and paid for my cigarettes
                  Crept out the stores front door to chase a little breath
                  Fangles in my head, shake the song off
                  Another manic Monday night, its gonna be a long walk

                  A car pulled up, a fixed up cutlass
                  A woman and a child climbed out and left it running
                  They went inside of the deli, placed an order
                  With the extra dollar fifty bottled water cuz the daughters picky
                  When they came out mommy gave me a glance
                  That said man can love an angel but he's got to take the chance
                  Already knew the deal, I lit one up and walk
                  So they got back in the oldsmobile, belted up, and took off

                  Thug love on the corner by the walgreens
                  Lookin at me like I'm just another square saltine

                  As I get closer I notice that they showin each other sketches
                  Out of their notebooks, reminded me of my old roots

                  I walk pass with a nod and a reminisce
                  Swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis
                  Respect the life and the fashions of the children
                  It's the only culture I've got, exactly what we've been buildin


                  All of a sudden I'm in front of some man
                  No he's a youngin but he's got a gun in his hand
                  He looks fifteen, he looks frantic, no he looks afraid
                  Immediately apprehensive til I heard him say
                  “Do you want this It's not mine I promise
                  I found it on my block in between a couple garages
                  Didn't wanna leave it for a child to stumble over
                  I don't even know how to hold it.”

                  It was a thirty eight, the poor mans machete
                  Held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected,wedged it behind my belt buckle
                  knowin that its evil, even thought that I could smell trouble
                  the extra strength felt weak,
                  but over there on the corner saw what I needed and proceeded to cross the
                  street
                  put the heat in the mail box to loose it
                  figured that the post office knows whats best to do with it


                  Mosey down the road thinkin' bout the old
                  I use to roam this zone with two feet of snow
                  Right here, this use to be a record shop
                  I've gotten love, I've gotten drunk, I've gotten beat up in that parking lot
                  I've had my lake street pride for three decades
                  These alleyways, and these streetlights have seen my best days
                  Before I was a germ learnin how to misbehave,
                  All the way to the grave, south side is my resting place

                  Took a right on Lindale I'm getting near
                  But then the road became empty and the people disappear'd
                  The clowds ran away, opened up the sky
                  And one by one I watched every constellation die
                  And there I was frozen, standin in my backyard
                  Face to face, eye to eye, starin at the last star
                  I should've known, walked all the way home
                  To find that she wasn't here, I'm still all alone


                  No matter where I am, no matter what I do
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  They can leave me for dead they can take away my true
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  Through the lies and the sins that ride the wind that blew
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  As sure as the life in the garden that you grew
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  No matter where I am, no matter what I do
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  If only I had known what you already knew
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  From the heaven I've had to the hell I been through
                  I'm always coming back home to you
                  I'm always coming back home to you

                  Blur song #2
                  WHOOOHOOOO!
                  1:koan> indy is like being skinny and liking weird music
                  1:tRICERATOPS> just a bunhc of faggots is all being indy is
                  1:koan> we cant talk about this infront of castro
                  1:koan> he's going to see this and be like WTFZ im a skinny vegeterian white dude with selective music tastes

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                  • #10
                    If you have your own lyrics to show go for it, ide like to see them.
                    2 time TWLD runner up.

                    If not a medal, cant I get a Ribbon??

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                    • #11
                      I've been listening to this group ohGr, its the one guy from the 80's industrial band Skinny Puppy. The lyrics are so weird and crazy, check them out at www.ohgr.net

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                      • #12
                        Say, My love , I came to you with
                        best intentions
                        You laid down and gave to me just
                        what im seeking
                        Love , you drive me to distraction
                        Hey my love do you believe that we
                        might last a thousand years
                        Or more if not for this ,
                        our felsh and blood
                        It ties you and me right up
                        Tie me Down
                        Celebrate we will
                        Because life is short but sweet for certain
                        We're climbing two by two
                        To be sure these days continue
                        These things we cannot change
                        Hey My love , you came to me like wine
                        Comes to this mouth
                        Grown tired of water all the time
                        You quench my heart and you
                        quench my mind
                        Celebrate we will
                        because life is short
                        but sweet for certain
                        We're climbing two by two
                        TO be sure these days continue
                        The things we cannot
                        Celebratre , you and me, climbing
                        two by two, to be sure
                        these days continue . things we
                        cannot change
                        Oh, my love i came to you
                        with best intentions
                        You laid down and gave to me
                        just what I'm seeking
                        Celebrate we will
                        Because life is short
                        but sweet for certain
                        We're climbing two by two
                        TO be sure these days continue
                        Things we cannot change ....
                        Things we cannot change
                        7:Randedl> afk, putting on makeup
                        1:Rough> is radiation an element?
                        8:Rasta> i see fro as bein one of those guys on campus singing to girls tryin to get in their pants $ ez
                        Broly> your voice is like a instant orgasm froe
                        Piston> I own in belim
                        6: P H> i fucked a dude in the ass once

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                        • #13
                          It's so nice sitting very still,
                          in a room where no one else can feel the pain that breaks my heart each day, I'm not ok.
                          Sunlight shining through my window, let's me know that I'm still alive
                          Why did I ever let you inside my heart? I'm such a fool.
                          Paint my face in shades of blood and grey and take a seat right next to me
                          Well I should've known that you were a killer.
                          But now I'm dead.

                          A gaping hole, shot through my heart
                          A lost connection from your poison dart
                          Shot from your tounge to end my life.
                          You're blowing at the fire to light your strife.

                          You'll never know.
                          The hardest thing about dying is, knowing you'll never see the light of day.

                          A gaping hole shot...(shot through my heart)
                          A lost connection from your poison dart.
                          My head now spins and my ears bleed gold.
                          I try so fucking hard, but I can't fit your mold.

                          You ripped my heart out, you tore my eyes out, now you're gonna pay
                          I'll stab you one time.
                          I'll eat your heart out so you feel my pain.
                          Don't you know that I always see you in all of my dreams?
                          I wanna kill you. I wanna kill you. Now i'm insane.

                          One Eight Seven by Senses Fail

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by froedrick
                            Say, My love , I came to you with
                            best intentions
                            You laid down and gave to me just
                            what im seeking
                            Love , you drive me to distraction
                            Hey my love do you believe that we
                            might last a thousand years
                            Or more if not for this ,
                            our felsh and blood
                            It ties you and me right up
                            Tie me Down
                            Celebrate we will
                            Because life is short but sweet for certain
                            We're climbing two by two
                            To be sure these days continue
                            These things we cannot change
                            Hey My love , you came to me like wine
                            Comes to this mouth
                            Grown tired of water all the time
                            You quench my heart and you
                            quench my mind
                            Celebrate we will
                            because life is short
                            but sweet for certain
                            We're climbing two by two
                            TO be sure these days continue
                            The things we cannot
                            Celebratre , you and me, climbing
                            two by two, to be sure
                            these days continue . things we
                            cannot change
                            Oh, my love i came to you
                            with best intentions
                            You laid down and gave to me
                            just what I'm seeking
                            Celebrate we will
                            Because life is short
                            but sweet for certain
                            We're climbing two by two
                            TO be sure these days continue
                            Things we cannot change ....
                            Things we cannot change
                            Is that your own or what(its good i was just wondering)?
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                              Dave Matthews Band - Two step
                              7:Randedl> afk, putting on makeup
                              1:Rough> is radiation an element?
                              8:Rasta> i see fro as bein one of those guys on campus singing to girls tryin to get in their pants $ ez
                              Broly> your voice is like a instant orgasm froe
                              Piston> I own in belim
                              6: P H> i fucked a dude in the ass once

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