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| Act I, Scene IV: Beyond This Life | I was fixing/adding in lyrics that you left out. Everything Evil - Coheed and Cambria Wait for.. Everything evil in you comes out I'll stay when we'll only motivate sound instead, Sergeant. Make for the table... In hopes that I won't be afraid again call when enabled And send the leader out against... I will Stage a reenactment in a false pretense Exist inflict Unworthy unconsciousness Why debate when the actions suppressed? Then kill the acquitted Listen to the sounds that remain in question In hopes to solidify a truce Amongst the children and the jury that stands the verdict alive Here among the dead Evolve Monstar! Show me the things that I've never wanted done. Evolve Monstar! Do to me the things I never wanted done... I... I felt much better than this before. If they find out to avoid Then the accidents kept hidden away But if they stay... Blood hungry, cannibalistic unfit family ties In a series of knocks To the young girl's head side Come write me a letter and paste it on my refrigerator door Inspected inspector, i think we've found something over here I... I felt much better than this before. If they find out to avoid Then the accidents kept hidden away But if they stay... Jesse! Just come look at what your brother did here! He did away with me. [x2] Stay until Wednesday, And write me a child-like letter, pretending. At war here in Thursday. Let's make this our last day at home by the fence. Would you run? Would you run? Would you run down past the fence? Would you run? Would you run? Would you run down past the fence? (FBI) And she screamed, Claudio! Dear Claudio! I wish, God damn it, we'll make it if you believe! And she screamed, Claudio! Dear Claudio! I wish, God damn it, we'll make it if you believe! (FBI) |
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| Like is nothing; Love is Everything Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Where the road takes me Age: 16 Posts: 3,334
Rep Power: 7 ![]() Level: 24 EXP: | ah Boys Like Girls - Thunder Today is a winding road Thats taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa Today in the blink of an eye I'm holding on to something and I do not know why I tried I tried to read between the lines I tried to look in your eyes I want a simple explanation; what I'm feeling inside I gotta find a way out Maybe there's a way out Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer Do you know you're unlike any other? You'll always be my thunder, and I said Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors I don't wanna ever love another You'll always be my thunder So bring on the rain And bring on the thunder Today is a winding road Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know, whoa Today I'm on my own I cant move a muscle and I cant pick up the phone, I don't know And now I'm itching for the tall grass And longing for the breeze I need to step outside, just to see if I can breathe I gotta find a way out Maybe there's a way out Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer Do you know you're unlike any other? You'll always be my thunder, and I said Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors I don't wanna ever love another You'll always be my thunder So bring on the rain And bring on the thunder Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope I'm wrapped up in vines I think Ill make it out but you just gotta give me time Strike me down with lightning Let me feel you in my veins I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain Today is a winding road That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer Do you know you're unlike any other? You'll always be my thunder, and I said Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors I don't wanna ever love another You'll always be my thunder So bring on the rain And bring on the thunder Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer Do you know you're unlike any other? You'll always be my thunder So bring on the rain Oh baby bring on the pain And listen to the thunder |
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| Dial 'M' for 'Motherfucker' | We Both Go Down Together by The Decemberists "Here on these cliffs of Dover So high you can't see over And while your head is spinning Hold tight, it's just beginning You come from parents wanton A childhood rough and rotten I come from wealth and beauty Untouched by work or duty And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together I found you, a tattooed tramp A dirty daugher from the labour camp I laid you down on the grass of a clearing You wept but your soul was willing And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together And my parents will never consent to this love But I hold your hand Meet me on my vast veranda My sweet untouched Miranda And while the seagulls are crying We fall but our souls are flying And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, my love And oh, my love, oh my love And oh, my love, my love We both go down together" A spoilt Victorian boy and a lower class girl commit joint suicide by jumping off the white cliffs of Dover. Awesome. |
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| Dual Wielder | The Dead Flag Blues by Godspeed You! Black Emperor The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides And a dark wind blows The government is corrupt And we're on so many drugs With the radio on and the curtains drawn We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine And the machine is bleeding to death The sun has fallen down And the billboards are all leering And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles It went like this The buildings tumbled in on themselves Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair The skyline was beautiful on fire All twisted metal stretching upwards Everything washed in a thin orange haze I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful.. These are truly the last days" You grabbed my hand and we fell into it Like a daydream or a fever We woke up one morning and fell a little further down For sure it's the valley of death I open up my wallet And it's full of blood |
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| Dual Wielder | F#A#O is their best album in my opinion. Followed Antennas then Slow Riot and Then 9-15-00. |
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| <3 Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: where all surrounding chaos stands still Age: 18 Posts: 3,039
Rep Power: 6 ![]() Level: 21 EXP: | I'm gonna be posting a lot lol Monsoon - Tokio Hotel I'm staring at a broken door There's nothing left here anymore My room is cold It's making me insane I've been waiting here so long But now the moment seems to have come I see the dark clouds coming up again Running through the monsoon Beyond the world to the end of time Where the rain won't hurt Fighting the storm into the blue And when I lose myself I'll think of you Together we'll be running somewhere new Through the monsoon, just me and you A half moon's fading from my sky I see your vision in it's light But not it's gone and left me so alone I know I have to find you now Can hear your name I don't know how Why can't we make this darkness feel like home Running through the monsoon Beyond the world to the end of time Where the rain won't hurt Fighting the storm into the blue And when I lose myself I'll think of you Together we'll be running somewhere new And nothing can hold me back from you Through the monsoon Hey! Hey! I'm fighting all it's power Coming in my way Let it take me straight to you I'll be running it night and day I'll be with you soon Just me and you We'll be there soon So soon Running through the monsoon Beyond the world to the end of time Where the rain won't hurt Fighting the storm into the blue And when I lose myself I'll think of you Together we'll be running somewhere new And nothing can hold me back from you Through the monsoon Through the monsoon, just me and you Through the monsoon, just me and you |
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| Dial 'M' for 'Motherfucker' | Quote:
"Rolling thunder Like a voice that commands Rain drops fall Like the blood from your hands Pray to God But I doubt that he's listening This world is a gutter That he likes to piss in tonight Millions of people Quietly sleep Dreaming of deserts As the puddles grow deep Dark clouds of rage Black out the sun The rivers will run Red with their blood No place left dry No place of shelter for which to run People huddle in mass Waiting for the storm to pass But it's just begun Millions of people All of you people Dream of the sandman But the sandman has turned to mud Rain falling down Is this another great flood? The rivers are running Red with our blood" | |
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| Ehh. | 6:00 By Dream Theater: "Six o'clock on a Christmas morning..." "And for what?" "Well, isn't it for the honor of God, Aunt Kate?" "I know all about the honor of God, Mary Jane." Six o'clock the siren kicks him from a dream Tries to shake it off but it just won't stop Can't find the strength but he's got promises to keep And wood to chop before he sleeps I may never get over but never's better than now I've got bases to cover He's in the parking lot and he's just sitting in his car It's nine o'clock but he can't get out He lights a cigarette and turns the music down but just can't seem to shake that sound Once I thought I'd get over but it's too late for me now I've got bases to cover Melody walks through the door and memory flies out the window and nobody knows what they want 'til they finally let it all go The pain inside coming outside So many ways to drown a man So many ways to drag him down Some are fast and some take years and years Can't hear what he's saying when he's talking in his sleep He finally found the sound but he's in too deep I could never get over Is it too late for me now? Feel like blowing my cover Melody walks through the door and memory flies out the window and nobody knows what they want 'til they finally let it all go But don't cut your losses too soon 'cause you'll only be cutting your throat And answer a call while you still hear at all 'cause nobody will if you won't [Samples from the film "The Dead", an adaptation of James Joyce's short story from his book] "Six o'clock on a Christmas morning..." "I know all about the honor of God, Mary..." "I know all about the honor of God, Mary Jane." |
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Trying to Find a Balance by Atmosphere [Slug] They love the taste of blood Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it Maybe they're as evil as they seem Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic "Atmosphere finally made a good record." Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this Was the last time we played a show in Cinnci' "Get real." they tell me If only they knew how real this life really gets They would stop acting like a silly bitch They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it Doesn't take much and that's messed up Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us While everyone was trying to out-do the last man I was just a ghost trying to catch someone's[summers?] Pac-man Hello ma'am, would you be into restin' In some sexual positions and emotional investments See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?" East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh Somebody give me a big yes (YES!) God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it) Now I'm too fucked up to dance So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!) [Chorus x2] In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper You see me move back and forth between both I'm trying to find a balance I'm trying to build a balance [Slug] So now I keep a close eye on my pets Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense It's eat, sleep, fuck in self defense So straight you can set your clocks and place bets Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL! Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball Gotta journey the world in a hurry Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium [Chorus x2] In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper You see me move back and forth between both I'm trying to find a balance I'm trying to build a balance I gotta find my balance I gotta find my balance [Slug] Now all my friends are famous It's either one thing or another They all don't know what my name is Probably know both of my brothers The one is a hard workin' savior The other's a hard workin' soldier I'm just your next door neighbor Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober You wait for the car at the corner Pretend like you know what the pot is Won't quit till I hit California And make you my Golden State goddess | |
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| Dance, fucker, dance | I'm Ready- Jack's Mannequin (And today was a day just like any other) I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge Unraveling with every word With every word you say, make me believe That I won't feel your tires on the street As I'm finding the words... you're getting away I come undone, oh yes, I do Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you And every word you say, say something sweet Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth As I'm finding the words... you're getting away Well I'm ready, I'm ready to drop Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't stop I'm ready so don't stop, Keep pushing I'm ready to fall, oh, I'm ready I'm ready so don't call, I'm ready so don't call I am aware, I've been misled I disconnect my heart, my head Don't wanna recognize when things go bad The things that you'll accept Except that I am finding the words... to say I'm ready, I'm ready to drop Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready I'm ready so don't stop I'm ready so don't stop (I wake up to find it's another Four aspirin morning, and I dive in I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday. When did society decide that we had to change And wash a tee shirt after every individual use: If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it. I take the stairs to the car And there's fog on the windows. (And I'm Fighting the words...) I need caffeine in my blood stream, I take caffeine in the blood stream. I grip the wheel and all at once I realize: (And you're getting away...) My life has become a boring pop song And everyone's singing along.) Well, I'm ready, to drop, well, I'm ready I'm ready so don't stop, oh Well, keep pushing, I'm ready to fall Well, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't call I'm ready so don't call, oh... oh... oh... the part in bold is my favourite part of the song.. |
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| Dual Wielder | Dress Me Like a Clown by Margot & Nuclear So and Sos I am alive I am alive and that is the best that i can do you told me you lied you swore you were mine i took you back a thousand times talking a town you've been around if he is the man you want the go but tonight we'll leave all our lovers behind and try to live a quiet life my love is dressing me like a clown you are an ass a snake in the grass and he seeps from out your pores and baby it's time to pay for my crime nothing i say can make you mine you either sing it in key or run into me i can fake it as good as you but tonight we'll leave all our spirit songs we'll drive and reach the hills by dawn my love is dressing me like a clown but tonight we'll leave all our lovers behind and try to live a quiet life margot dress me like a clown tonight we'll drink into an early grave we'll laugh, we will not be safe someone has dressed us all like clowns darling it's sin where do i begin? putting the contact lenses in you say the lights scurry like mice reflect in the streets and your blue eyes out of the roof wait to grow up turn me around and lock me up baby you are an ass a snake in the grass vanity oozes out your pores Oooh, ooooh Oooh, ooooh |
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| Keyblade Wielder | Sorry - Small Mercies Sorry now that I let you go You were the better part of me, I know If only I could show that Baby, I love you When the light illuminates the scene I try to shake this heart of mine From off my dirty sleeve Call me a fool or maybe just naive As all I have to share this place Is my own company Yeah Give me the strength I can trust Give me the will to ignite I know what it’s like Sorry now that I let you go You were the better part of me I know If only I could show that Baby I love you You linger on like a melody You gave me so much more Than you received If only I had seen Baby I love you Like a kite I navigate the air If only I flown higher then If only I had dared And whose to say that life can be unfair I deserved all that I had got It’s all that I could bare Yeah Give me the strength I can trust Give me the will to ignite I know what it’s like Sorry now that I let you go You were the better part of me I know If only I could show that Baby I love you You linger on like a melody you gave me so much more than you received if only I had seen that Baby I love you Oh .. can you see that? You belong with me I will carry your hurt It’s a burden I learned I’m sorry that I let you go You were the better part of me I know If only I could show that Baby I love you You linger on like a melody You gave me so much more Than you received If only I had seen that Baby I love you I’m sorry that I let you go You were the better part of me I know If only I could show that Baby I love you Baby I love you … baby I love you … |
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