podrido Posted February 14, 2003 Share Posted February 14, 2003 fuck you die Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ronnie Dobbs Posted February 14, 2003 Share Posted February 14, 2003 bleh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest KING OF HELL Posted February 15, 2003 Share Posted February 15, 2003 She cured the plague of the holy child. And all the while, she just walked in. And "boom" she said, in her room with her red fingernails and a grip on the answers. When it's home.. and I'm broken, let's fix. When it's home.. and I'm swollen, let's kiss. When it's home.. and we're walking, she'll lead. If she's waiting, we'll leave. I'm so gracious I got you here. If you touch it, it's cold. If you drop it, it breaks. If you hold it, it shakes. Hold and it shakes. Cuz "Boom!" she said. Boom... she's dead. When it's home.. and I'm broken, let's fix. When it's home.. and I'm swollen, let's kiss. When it's home.. and we're walking, she'll lead. If she's waiting, we'll leave. I'm so gracious, my name's "I Dare". (x3) When it's home.. and I'm broken, let's fix. When it's home.. and I'm swollen, let's kiss. When it's home.. and we're walking, she'll lead. If she's waiting, we'll leave. I'm so gracious. (screams) Have we fucked all the while? Let me be alone. And all the while... (x2) Said all the while... (x5) "her middle name was boom" glassjaw. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ronnie Dobbs Posted February 15, 2003 Share Posted February 15, 2003 Drinking and fucking through the whole night long Partying with friends 'til fucking dawn Let's go thrashin' and stagedivin' Feel the power and sound again! We want to drink some fucking beer! We want to drink some whiskey! Frankfurt's thrashers will rule tonight They're well known for their bloody fight Vodka and Cognac are our leaders We've the best, we fuck the fuckin' rest! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard!! We have come to slamdance tonight Bangin' and bleedin' till the fuckin' end Playing fast and running free Stand up maniacs, you have to fight! We want to drink some fucking beer! We want to drink some whiskey! Liver is broken down so bloody hard I keep on drinking until I drop Bang your head against the fuckin' wall Show the damned whimps who we are! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard! Empty Tankard!! We need another beeeeer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TuffKid Posted February 15, 2003 Share Posted February 15, 2003 i got a whole lot of nothing - SLUG Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dude Posted February 15, 2003 Share Posted February 15, 2003 And you run and run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or a half page of scribbled lines Hanging on in a quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone the song is over, thought i'd something more to say Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dosoner Posted February 15, 2003 Share Posted February 15, 2003 "im feeling so real" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ronnie Dobbs Posted February 20, 2003 Share Posted February 20, 2003 YOU P.C. FUCKING FAGGOT WHY DON'T YOU THROW IT AWAY I'LL NEVER RECYCLE THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY MY GARBAGE CAN IS FILLED WITH PLASTIC, CANS AND GLASS IF YOU TELL ME TO RECYCLE I'M GOING TO KICK YOURÿ ASS RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GLIK$ Posted February 20, 2003 Share Posted February 20, 2003 I will not be part of your rusting machine, I will not burn as your fuel. You are the one drowning in your conviction. I am not host to them. You call it your right. I call it your weakness. The wound won't clot until the blood stops. it has to stop. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
¹º¹º¹¹º¹¹¹º¹ Posted April 11, 2003 Share Posted April 11, 2003 la la la la Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
atrocks Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 your apathy of thought has lead you to believe that things are what they're not my friend you've been decieved the easiest route rarely leads to the truth i see the self approval glaze your eyes you know you're right no need to worry why a thousand stones remain unturned in the wake of your unquestioned answers and truth covered lies i cant reason with you i speak words you can't hear social conditioning left you with deafened ears so i take your face in hand see that look in your eyes that rigormortis stare, that look that i despise and so i turn from you i walk these streets alone alone i search for truth ideal that you've disowned and wait with fingers crossed and pray you'll someday find a way to see things though your own eyes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
atrocks Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 I told you right from the start A knife up to your throat for one put through my heart Couldn't hold on and this I should've known this one does it better... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HECZONER Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 AESOP ROCK Now we the American working population Hate the fact that eight hours a day Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us And we may not hate our jobs But we hate jobs in general That don't have to do with fighting our own causes We the American working population Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out When we'd rather be supporting ourselves By being paid to perfect the pasttimes That we have harbored based solely on the fact That it makes us smile if it sounds dope Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
alure Posted April 12, 2003 Author Share Posted April 12, 2003 I don't even know how I feel anymore........ god damn it I can't count how many times I been the last one laughing The joke is on me, cause see I keep crashing My life is changing, really weird being here and there But airplane flights and fighting long distance late nights Doing double duty to a girl id love to live for Thinking for ever, last alot, last long then I had planned on Immortal is love, life isn't just a nice portal we go leaping through I dig through dumpsters and rifle through the scraps My spirit is starving, I am sad I just wanted to walk my thoughts off and drink a cup of coffee It seems like I can't sleep anyway, what am I doing here My intentions span a mans attention, they pay me no mind For I am the mother of invention They say an ounce of pervention is worth a pound of cure But I'm sure my intentions werent pure In fact they acted so brazin That's what forced me to leave this safe haven And now I'm out in the storm having cut off my escape route I slid through the some mud in a make shift rain suit I was soaking wet and drug myself up from the bottom I can't stop thinking I just hope I don't get caught aaaaaahhhhhh, I break everything Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SpyD Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 "I tried so hard, and got so far. But in the END, it doesnt even matter..." I feel like killing myself right now, so i better go to bed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welcome mat Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 NIN - 10 miles high my nightmare's everywhere but inside a living indication of every situation but it seems i've got neglected complication hindered my salvation but i try and i try and i try i'm gonna get so high you'll never get inside i swore i'd never turn into you i'm closer all the time i made it ten miles high can't tell my truth from my lies i swore to god i would never turn into you i'm getting closer all the time no tear it all down Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kes_One_HTFD Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 Nas-Illmatic-Represent "They call me nas im not your legal type a fella. Moet Drinkin, Marijuana Smokin Street dwella. Whose always on the corna, rollin up les. When i dress its never nothin less than guess. Could be walkin wit a bop and my hat turned back, Love commitin sins and ma friends sell crack." One of the illest songs ever:rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
A Fire Inside Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 "It's your life, it's your choice...and I can't blame you for your utter weakness. But you can't blame me for my disgust." - The Path of Resistance Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bodice_ripper Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 But not so cool man if you care, for all the other boys caught in your bleach job hair. And girls better beware. Boys, you better, you better i want to fuck you like an animal i want to feel you from the inside i want to fuck you like an animal my whole existence is flawed you get me closer to god stale incense old sweat and lies lies lies it comes down to this. your kiss. your fist. and your strain. it get's under my skin. within. take in the extent of my sin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatBoy Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Right now, right now Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Quickwood Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 FLIGHT OF ICARUS As the sun breaks, above the ground, An old man stands on the hill, As the ground warms, to the first rays of light A birdsong shatters the still. His eyes are ablaze, See the madman in his gaze. Fly, on your way, like an eagle, Fly as high as the sun, On your way, like an eagle, Fly and touch the sun. Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears Looks the old man in the eye As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd In the name of God my father I fly. His eyes seem so glazed As he flies on the wings of a dream, Now he knows his father betrayed Now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave. Fly, on your way, like an eagle, Fly as high as the sun, On your way, like an eagle, Fly as high as the sun. because i wish i could fly away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
destroya Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 BLING BLING. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fox Mulder Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 i'm gonna shout until i'm hoarse, drink until i can't see, laugh until i can't breathe, up here we'll be taller than the city. Shout at the night, raise a fist to life, forget if your shoes are shined, if only for just one night . and our hearts have all been beaten and bruised, and we're all pretty confused, and we always expect to lose i'll explain it all to you through alcohol and bad tattoos. If i talk and i laugh too loud, it's becuase i'm trying to forget that i'm sad, because things can get pretty bad, but i'd like to believe that somewhere i'll find someone who's going nowhere and we'll go there together... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sadangry Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 I don't want to be hostile. I don't want to be dismal. But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existance either. See I want to believe you, and I want to trust and I want to have faith to put away the dagger. But you lie, cheat, and steal. And yet I tolerate you. Veil of virtue hung to hide your method while I smile and laugh and dance and sing your praise and glory. Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma as I smile and laugh and dance and sing your glory while you lie, cheat, and steal. How can I tolerate you. Our guilt,our blame , I've been far too sympathetic. Our blood, our fault. I've been far too sympathetic. I am not innocent. You are not innocent. Noone is innocent. I will no longer tolerate you Even if I must go down beside you. Because, Noone is innocent. ________________________________ Constant over stimu-lation numbs me and I wouldn't have It any other way. It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I don't want it. I just need it. To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive How can it mean anything to me If I really don't feel anything at all? ________________________________ i know that this might sound strange, but i can't think of a better way to say that if i could find the words i'd tear them out of my throat and crush them into your eyes. so i wrote myself a list of things that i've been meaning to say. i forced them out of my head, but i can't find your eyes. i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you. a walk is all that i need; this ambiguity feels like a knife in me. sixteen blocks without any thanks, i feel that i think the cannons and tanks. all of these wars that i try to explain get defused so many times so i play with my shoes, i've learned to untie them with my eyes. i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you. call it a truce, crush them out of my life. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TuffKid Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 Callate la boca y bajate los panties my ten minute ride sastis y fumanti beatnuts y proyect uno, una loquera bajatelos chula, que lo que tu espera JuJu te lo pega, de todas las maneras despues nos vamos shopping, vaciamos la chequera a mi si no me importa, te compro lo que quieras te saco toda la noche, y te dejo con ojeras Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deph Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 " up in the morning and of to school mother says they'll be no work next year qualifacations once the golden rule are now just peices of paper. Just because your better than me doesn't mean i'm lazy just because your going forwards doesn't mean i'm going back. if you read the bible then you'll get the job in last years trousers and your old school shoes truth is son this is a buyers market they can afford to pick and choose. Just because your better than me doesn't mean i'm lazy just because i dress like this doesn't mean i'm a communist. ..." Billy Bragg - To have and to have not. also covered by Lars Fredrikson And The Bastrds Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
casekonly Posted April 12, 2003 Share Posted April 12, 2003 People say I'm crazy doing what I'm doing, Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin, When I say that I'm o.k. they look at me kind of strange, Surely your not happy now you no longer play the game, People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away, Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me, When I tell that I'm doing Fine watching shadows on the wall, Don't you miss the big time boy you're no longer on the ball? I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round, I really love to watch them roll, No longer riding on the merry-go-round, I just had to let it go, People asking questions lost in confusion, Well I tell them there's no problem, Only solutions, Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind, I tell them there's no hurry... I'm just sitting here doing time, I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round, I really love to watch them roll, No longer riding on the merry-go-round, I just had to let it go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harvey Wallbanger Posted May 22, 2006 Share Posted May 22, 2006 All the snow's turned into water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors are all that linger on I hate graveyards and old pawnshops for they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me of my childhood souvenirs Broken hearts and dirty windows made life difficult to see That's why last nght and this morning always look the same to me Memories, they can't be bought, and can't be won at carnivals for free Well it took me years to collect those souvenirs and I don't know how they got away from me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerryCurl Posted May 22, 2006 Share Posted May 22, 2006 I'm a pilgrim looking for danger. -two tub man; The Dictators Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shitting Posted May 22, 2006 Share Posted May 22, 2006 tupac shakur - teardrops and closed caskets because of how gangster i am Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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