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Post a lyric, you bastard! Seal my fate
I get your tongue in the mail No one is wise Until they see how it lies Love this life Dont wait till the next one comes Pedal my faith The wheels are still turning 'round, turn 'round And maybe the day will come When you'll never have to feel no pain After all my complaining Gonna love this life Gonna love this life And so they threw you in jail Whatever you've done It was a million to to one And don't you just love this life When its holding you down Pedal my faith The wheels are still turning 'round, turn 'round So maybe the day will come When you'll never have to feel no pain After all my complaining Gonna love this life Gonna love this life Theres something that you can do Even if you think that I hate you Stop your complaining leave me defenseless When you love this life Gotta love this life Love this life though you'll never know why Gonna love this life Gonna love | |
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I have faith in these desolate times
A roar down the road of a rumbling war I have faith in these desolate times A chill from the eyes of a man of political skill I have faith but for how much longer? It seems to me, bitter trees, full of fleas Summarily hold the branches People we, falling leaves, watching thieves Stealing keys, to our ranches I have faith in these desolate times A score to the sound of the feet of a journeyman's tour I have faith in these desolate times A feel and a hope and belief that man's peace will be still I have faith but for how much longer? The village green, people seen, full of beans Imagining the course of action And in between, shopping scenes, plasticine Suburban dreams, an empty faction I have faith in these desolate times Show fear, and the smoke of a gun trigger pulling finger pressure comes near I have faith in these desolate times Before long, the lamb and the lion may lie with the lass in the grass at dawn I have faith but for how much longer? Is there any place of refuge one can flee from this insanity | |
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Yes, I am blind
No, I cant see The good things Just the bad things, oh... Yes, I am blind No, I cant see There must be something Horribly wrong with me ? God, come down If youre really there Well, youre the one who claims to care Loves young dream Im the one who shopped you Im the one who stopped you cause in my sorry way I love you Loves young dream Are you sorry For what youve done ? Well, youre not the only one And in my sorry way I love you Yes, I am blind But I do see Evil people prosper Over the likes of you and me Always God, come down If youre really there Well, youre the one who claims to care Little lamb On a hill Run fast if you can Good christians, they want to kill you And your life has not even begun ! Youre just like me, youre just like me Oh, your life has not even begun ! Youre just like me, youre just like me And your life has not even begun ! Youre just like me, just like me And your life has not even begun ! Youre just like me, youre just like, just like me And your life has not even begun ! MyeternalgrattitudetoPhil&Val.Herman said "We want sweaty truckers at the truck stop! We want cigar puffing men that look like they wanna beat the living daylights out of us" Val"sporking is spooning with benefits" | |
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There is no God up in the sky tonight
No sign of heaven anywhere in sight All that was true is left behind Once I could see now I am blind Dont want your dreams you try to sell This disease I give to myself How does it feel? How does it feel? She makes it sweeter than the sun I get too tight I come undone I bow my head to confess The temple walls are made of flesh Runs up my arms til Im on track Itches my skin right off of my back Ill heal your wounds Ill set you free Im jesus christ on ecstacy How does it feel? How does it feel? I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside How does it feel? How does it feel? Suck Suck Suck Suck A thousand lips a thousand tongues A thousand throats a thousand lungs A thousand ways to make it true I want to do terrible things to you He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
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reneGade20 said: There is no God up in the sky tonight
No sign of heaven anywhere in sight All that was true is left behind Once I could see now I am blind Dont want your dreams you try to sell This disease I give to myself How does it feel? How does it feel? She makes it sweeter than the sun I get too tight I come undone I bow my head to confess The temple walls are made of flesh Runs up my arms til Im on track Itches my skin right off of my back Ill heal your wounds Ill set you free Im jesus christ on ecstacy How does it feel? How does it feel? I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside I am so dirty on the inside How does it feel? How does it feel? Suck Suck Suck Suck A thousand lips a thousand tongues A thousand throats a thousand lungs A thousand ways to make it true I want to do terrible things to you Oh my..... MyeternalgrattitudetoPhil&Val.Herman said "We want sweaty truckers at the truck stop! We want cigar puffing men that look like they wanna beat the living daylights out of us" Val"sporking is spooning with benefits" | |
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MIGUELGOMEZ said: Oh my.....
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
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Black Flowers have lost their way
They've lost their way again Cursed for their will to dream Raped by mankind again Like the auction blocks of castrated dreams Kills the heart of love turned into disease And each day I pray Please take me away Please take me away Black flowers have lost their way (X4) Why does this hatred linger on Voices in my mind remind me everyday And the passing time has healed no wounds Deep inside my heart the pain it lingers still And the love Away the colors Oh the love Fade and blur Has rotted away Outside my window sill And I can't bear this feeling anymore No I won't give into hatred And I'll never stop dreaming And I'll love Oh I'll love Till my very last breath Is taken away You have to put on your imagination Heart glasses to see the rest ! | |
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MarySharon said: I have faith in these desolate times
A roar down the road of a rumbling war I have faith in these desolate times A chill from the eyes of a man of political skill I have faith but for how much longer? It seems to me, bitter trees, full of fleas Summarily hold the branches People we, falling leaves, watching thieves Stealing keys, to our ranches I have faith in these desolate times A score to the sound of the feet of a journeyman's tour I have faith in these desolate times A feel and a hope and belief that man's peace will be still I have faith but for how much longer? The village green, people seen, full of beans Imagining the course of action And in between, shopping scenes, plasticine Suburban dreams, an empty faction I have faith in these desolate times Show fear, and the smoke of a gun trigger pulling finger pressure comes near I have faith in these desolate times Before long, the lamb and the lion may lie with the lass in the grass at dawn I have faith but for how much longer? Awww what a beautiful song . With a very special thank you to Tina: Is hammer already absolute, how much some people verändern...ICH hope is never so I will be! And if, then I hope that I would then have wen in my environment who joins me in the A.... | |
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Ex-Moderator | Talkin' to myself and feelin' old
Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. What I've got they used to call the blues Nothin' is really wrong Feelin' like I don't belong Walkin' around Some kind of lonely clown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you Nice to know somebody loves me Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do Run and find the one who loves me. What I feel has come and gone before No need to talk it out We know what it's all about Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. |
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Baby, just ask once more
Because I saw your door wide open But the floor is still freezing Hailey, I was sick and I'm still quite unwell Tell me it's you or nothing at all I stole your soul Because you said I’d never be able But all the whole world is still on my string Second time now and you’ve done this before Drive around the back so I can’t see them But you’re still freezing Let me take your coat and your keys and this car Because I’ve been unwell far too long now I stole your soul Because you said I’d never be able But all the whole world is still on my string But all the whole world is still on my string It’s never much when I sing about you | |
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I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified He showed me what it was to cry Well you couldnt be that man I adored You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for But I dont know him anymore Theres nothing where he used to lie My conversation has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings fine Im torn Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn So I guess the fortune tellers right Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light To crawl beneath my veins and now I dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn. Theres nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and Im ashamed bound and broken on the floor Youre a little late, Im already torn seems that i was busy doing something close to nothing, but different than the day before | |
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In honor of this thread title:
Too legit, too legit to quit. | |
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"Speaking on my mother's phone
The touching makes me think I'm grown, (you ain't grown)" | |
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I'm waiting for the night to fall
I know that it will save us all When everything's dark Keeps us from the stark reality I'm waiting for the night to fall When everything is bearable And there in the still All that you feel is tranquillity There is a star in the sky Guiding my way with its light And in the glow of the moon Know my deliverance will come soon I'm waiting for the night to fall I know that it will save us all When everything's dark Keeps us from the stark reality I'm waiting for the night to fall When everything is bearable And there in the still All that you feel is tranquillity There is a sound in the calm Someone is coming to harm I press my hands to my ears It's easier here just to forget fear And when I squinted The world seemed rose-tinted And angels appeared to descend To my surprise With half-closed eyes Things looked even better Than when they were open Been waiting for the night to fall I knew that it would save us all Now everything's dark Keeps us from the stark reality Been waiting for the night to fall Now everything is bearable And here in the still All that you feel is tranquility ("Waiting For The Night" by Depeche Mode, from the excellent "Violator" album ) This is not an exit | |
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Ex-Moderator | While you are away
My heart comes undone Slowly unravels In a ball of yarn The devil collects it With a grin Our love In a ball of yarn He'll never return it So when you come back We'll have to make new love He'll never return it When you come back We'll have to make new love While you are away My heart comes undone Slowly unravels In a ball of yarn The devil collects it With a grin Our love, our love, In a ball of yarn He'll never return it When you come back We'll have to make new love He'll never return it When you come back We'll have to make new love He'll never return it When you come back We'll have to make new love |
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"If I knew then what I know now... I'd never have let you go... I'd let you know... How much I love you so...." Dude has the best voice in rock, as far as I'm concerned. | |
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Baby you pretend that things ain`t what they seem
All this tension on titlin just exactly what we should be now I dont mind us bein some kinda casual thing Listen all I want to do for now is have you come and take all of me. Can you Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the bass line Let me get mine you get yours. Hang a please dont disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind Running chills up and down my spine Let me get mine you get yours If you see me with a man understand that you can`t question me The feelings that you caught, aint my fault can`t help your jealousy If you can handle the fact that what we have has get to be commitment free Then we can keep this undercover lovin`comin`hidden underneath the sheets Can you Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the bass line Let me get mine you get yours (But don`t fall in love) Hang a please dont disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind sending chills up and down my spine Let me get mine you get yours So come on and freak my body we can get nasty, naughty All night a private party Gotta hit that spot just right Work me like a 9 to 5 It ain`t about the kissin`and huggin`cause this is a physical lovin` Straight sweatin`, our bodies are rubbin` Gotta hit that spot just right work me like a 9 to 5 We have a physical thing We make love, but don`t fall in love (let me get mine you get yours) We spend time Just enough so you get yours and I get mine No strings attached I want your body, Not your heart Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the bass line Let me get mine you get yours. Hang a please dont disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind sending chills up and down my spine Let me get mine you get yours Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the bass line Let me get mine you get yours. (just don't fall inlove) Hang a please dont disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind sending chills up and down my spine Let me get mine you get yours Come here Don`t be shy I won`t bite Let me get mine, you get yours You CANNOT use the name of God, or religion, to justify acts of violence, to hurt, to hate, to discriminate- Madonna
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I gotta tell you a secret, Don't know where to begin. Swore I wouldn't repeat it But I just can't keep it in. See late last night this girl I know She brought herself round to my home. Said ‘we've been friends and that's OK Gonna make that situation change'. Gotta tell you a secret, I don't know where to begin. Swore I wouldn't repeat it But I just can't keep it in. So there we were just her and I Making love and drinking wine. And it was good almost divine But I had this voice in the back of my mind. You see this girl I know her man, This man doesn't know his girl And it breaks my heart to be the one to tell This girl is your girl. Yes your girl wanna be my girl. I gotta tell you a secret I can't keep it inside See this girl of yours I can't get her of my mind Knowing what you know now Don't you think you'r' better off without her. Your girl wanna be my girl Yes your girl wanna be my girl I don't wanna fight but your girl wanna be my girl So let go, your girl wanna be mine. . . [Edited 2/12/09 4:22am] | |
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When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star, Rockin' your F me pumps. And the men notice you, With your Gucci bag crew, Can't tell who he's lookin' to. Cuz you all look the same, Everyone knows your name, And that's you whole claim to fame. Never miss a night, Cuz your dream in life, Is to be a footballers wife. You don't like players, That's what you say-a, But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire. You don't like ballers, They don't do nothing for ya, But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller. You're more than a fan, Lookin' for a man, But you end up with one-nights-stands. He could be your whole life, If you got past one night, But that part never goes right. In the morning you're vexed, He's onto the next, And you didn't even get no taste. Don't be too upset, If they call you a skank, Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed. You don't like players, That's what you say-a, But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire. Or them big ballers, Don't do nothing for ya. But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller, You can't sit down right, Cuz you jeans are too tight, And your lucky its ladies night. With your big empty purse, Every week it gets worse, At least your breasts cost more than hers. So you did Miami, Cuz you got there for free, But somehow you missed the plane. You drank too much martini Met somebody,(nicky) And spent the night not getting depressed Without girls like you, There'd be no fun, We'd go to the club and not see anyone. Without girls like you, There's no nightlife, All those men just go home to their wives. Don't be mad at me, Cuz you're pushing 30 And your old tricks no longer work. You should have known from the job, That you always get dumped, So dust off your fuck me pumps http://www.youtube.com/wa...Eo3GG_emk8 . . [Edited 2/17/09 4:43am] [Edited 2/17/09 4:43am] | |
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As I wait for sleep to drag me under
In the evening gloom I sit and wonder The words I should have said to you The thing I always meant to do The bad dreams that all came true You woke up my neighbourhood night after night we would row You woke up my neighbourhood Things are pretty quiet round here now When I think of how we were together I know we couldn't be like that forever Beneath the Seven Sister stars The night we let it go too far I slept out in the car You woke up my neighbourhood night after night we would row You woke up my neighbourhood Things are pretty quiet round here now I remember skipping on the porch till it grew cold I remember feeling like I was eight years old Somersaults across the lawn Singing dancing up till dawn Every now and then we'd have a row You woke up my neighbourhood Things are pretty quiet round here now This is not an exit | |
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You're not supposed to do that
You know you're not allowed to But you seem to get some kind of kick Out of doing what you're not allowed to You deliberately defy the rules Because the law's upheld by fools Shit on that Bad boys get spanked You can look but don't touch But no, you can't resist Don't you ever think about the consequence Guys like you never do That's the kind of stuff boys are made out of That's the kind of stuff girls are made out of Bad boys get spanked Bad boys get spanked You don't listen, do you, asshole Don't be a punk all your life Someone's gonna sort you out They'll try to make a man out of you Say yes, sir, say no, sir Say yes, ma'am, say no, ma'am Shit on that Bad boys get spanked Bad boys get spanked Get spanked, get spanked Come here, get spanked Bad boys get spanked Come here, get spanked | |
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Ya know, the Motor City is burning babe,
there ain't a thing in the world that they can do. Ya know, the Motor City is burning people, there ain't a thing that white society can do. Ma home town burning down to the ground, worser than Vietnam. Let me tell you how it started now ... it started on 12th & Clairmount that morning. It made the pig cops all jump & shout, Ah said, it started on 12th & Clairmount that morning, It made the pigs in the street freak out. The fire wagons kept comin', baby, but the black Panther snipers wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out. Guitar solo "get it on ... " Well, there were fire bombs bursting all around, people, Ya know there were soldiers standing everywhere. I said there was fire bombs bursting all around me, baby, Ya know there was National Guard everywhere. Ah can hear my people screaming. Sirens fill the air, fill the air, fill the air. Guitar solo Your mama papa don't know what the trouble is . .. you see, they don't know what it's all about. Ah said, your mama papa don't know what the trouble is, baby, they just can't see what it's all about. Read the news, read the newspapers, baby? You just get out there in the street and check it out! Guitar solo Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, I ain't hanging round to fight it out. Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people, just not hang around to fight it out. Well, I'm taking my wife and my people and ??? Well, just before I go, baby, ???? , firemans on the street, people all around, Now, I guess it's true, I'd just like to strike a match for freedom myself, I may be a white boy, but I can be bad, too. Yes, it's true now, yes, it's true now. Guitars, end "Let it all burn! Let it all burn!" I went walking at street level Feeling strange and disheveled Past the abattoir and the glory holes Like a film noire, in the starring role To the side streets, kept my nose clean Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh This is Detroit, see the skyline A commotion on the assembly line Raise a glass to the Ambassador As she's moving you to the dance floor Does anyone here tonight remember those times? Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like? So many years, so many lives These are the streets where they collide From Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac Some look ahead, I'm going back Cause I'm just looking for some sounds To ease the vice that squeezes us every day This was Motown, this was New France Where the Chippewa did the firedance That was long ago This is here and now But the memory still remains somehow Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I can't tell you how this old story ends I can't touch you now, like they did back then Past the child's play with the jump rope Hear the gun play, it's a tightrope Does anyone here tonight remember those times? Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like? Does anyone here tonight remember those times? Somebody call the riot police, there's trouble down on 12th Street Ah oooh He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the National People's Gang Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit (oh oh oh aahh, oh oh oh aahh) He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom The police had warned of repercussions They followed none too soon A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit (oh oh oh aahh, ah ah ah aahh) Putting on some clothes I made my way to school (oh oh oh) And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine (oh oh oh) And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home Found him slumped across the table. A gun and me alone I ran to the window. Looked for a plane or two Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph "Let me collect dust." I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit Panic in Detroit Panic in Detroit Aoo Oh, pick it up! There's a bass guitar in this Grenade Launcher roars in a television sky Tell me how many young brothers must die Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Little Talk Johnny blew the big score The gang nailed his feet 2 a wooden floor Nuclear Ban never stays in tune They all know the words but the music is doomed Everybody Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Pick it up Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on Dance on, dance on A bass guitar in spider webs, longing 4 the funk Uzi gun takes his place in a wagon trunk (get off me, punk, U ain't sexy) Stealin' ladies purses then settin' them a'flame M&M killers playin' Mickey Mouse games Lord have mercy Dance on, dance on (Dance on) Dance on, dance on (Dance on) It's time 4 new education The former rules don't apply We need a power structure that breeds production Instead of jacks who vandalize Detroit - what's happenin'? What color is your money today? Get your money straight One night out in l.a. I met a mexicana With a butchy girlfriend Who I thought was a man They took me to the alley To have a little chat People lined the corner Doin this and that In wild america Now I m in a black car With my mexicana Shes got methedrine but I want marijuana I don t want to drive home Not in my condition So I ask my friend matt To handle the ignition In wild america Exterminate the brutes (live interview: Rollins: yeah Iggy: yeah Rollins: yeah Iggy: yeah Iggy: well I mean I like it here...do you have anything you d like to say to america? Rollins: Id iust like to say at this point that i m 24 hour, 7 day a week, 365 day a year american) I was glad that debbie Had a sense of humor This time of the morning I tend to get gloomy She laughed and said iggy, You have got a biggy! I had no reply So I just closed my eyes In wild america Exterminate the brutes Theyre goin wild Goin wild They re goin wild They re goin wild baby They got all kinds of fuckin stuff They got everything you could imagine They re so God dammed spoiled They re poisoned inside They iudge a man by what hes got And they wanta have more and more More power, more freedom Taller kids, longer lives Everything, bigger houses, slaves, woa | |
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We are the crowd
We're c-coming out Got my flash on it's true Need that picture of you It's so magical We'd be so fantastical Leather and jeans Your watch glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us It don't have a price Ready for those flashing lights 'Cause you know that baby I I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be your Papa-paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me Papa-paparazzi I'll be your girl Backstage at your show Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah cause you'll know I'm staring between the sets Eyeliner and cigarettes Shadow is burnt Yellow dance and return My lashes are dry But with teardrops I cry It don't have a price Loving you is cherry pie 'Cause you know that baby I I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be your Papa-paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me Papa-paparazzi Real good (We dance in the studio) Snap, snapped (That shit on the radio) Don't stop for anyone We're plastic but we'll still have fun! I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be your Papa-paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me Papa-paparazzi | |
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Welcome To Heartbreak
My friend showed me pictures of his kids And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs He said his daughter got a brand new report card And all I got was a brand new sports car, oh And my head keeps spinning Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it Dad cracked a joke, all the kids laughed But I couldn't hear him all the way in first class Chased the good life my whole life long Look back on my life and my life gone Where did I go wrong? And my head keeps spinning Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it I've seen it, I've seen it before I've seen it, I've seen it before I've seen it, I've seen it before I've seen it, I've seen it before Oh my God, sister getting married by the lake But I couldn't figure out who I'd wanna take Bad enough that I showed up late I had to leave before they even cut the cake Welcome to heartbreak And my head keeps spinning Can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it And my head keeps spinning I can't stop having these visions, I gotta get with it And I and I can't stop No, no, I can't stop No, no, no, no, I can't stop No, no, no, no, I can't stop Can't stop, I can't stop, I can't stop No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, I can't stop I can't stop having these visions I gotta get with it © N/A | |
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I'm so glad you came
I'm so glad you remembered To see how we're ending Our last dance together Expectant Too puctual But prettier than ever I really believe that this time it's forever But older than me now More constant More real And the fur and the mouth and the innocence Turned to hair and contentment That hangs in abasement A woman now standing where once There was only a girl I'm so glad you came I'm so glad you remembered The walking through walls in the heart of December The blindness of happiness Of falling down laughing And I really believed that this time was forever But Christmas falls late now Flatter and colder And never as bright as when we used to fall All this in an instant Before I can kiss you A woman now standing where once There was only a girl I'm so glad you came I'm so glad you remembered To see how we're ending Our last dance together Reluctantly Cautiously But prettier than ever I really believe that this time it's forever But Christmas falls late now Flatter and colder And never as bright as when we used to fall And even if we drink I don't think we would kiss in the way that we did When the woman Was only a girl | |
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I wake up every evening, with a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place And your still probably working at a 9 to 5 pace I wonder how bad that tastes When you see my face Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell Now where's your picket fence love And where's that shiny car, And did it ever get you far You've never seem so tense love I've never seen you fall so hard, Do you even know where you are And truth be told I miss you And truth be told I'm lying When you see my face Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well Then he's a fool, you're just as well, hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself Yeah, Where'd it all go wrong, the list goes on and on And truth be told I miss you And truth be told I'm lying When you see my face Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well Then he's a fool, you're just as well, hope it gives you hell Now you'll never see, what you've done to me You can take back your memories they're no good to me And here's all your lies, You can look me in the eyes With that sad sad look that you wear so well When you see my face Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well Then he's a fool, you're just as well, hope it gives you hell When you see my face Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you walk my way Hope it gives you hell Hope it gives you hell When you hear this song and sing along, oh you'll never tell Then you're the fool, I'm just as well Hope it gives you hell When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell And when you sing along I hope that it puts you through hell It isn't the load that breaks us down, it's the way we carry it. | |
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You're always up to no good
Your fingers in my cookiejar You can have my checkbook, visa and my mastercard too Ain't no price to high for what you do You could be my dog I would post your bailbonds when cash was tight We could fall in love I could be the apple of your eye Let's do it right now My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you Your car's a dump and you're broke but that's all right I never liked them fancy guys You don't even look good god it ain't right but you're starry-eyed and out of sight You could fall apart I would post your bailbonds when cash was tight [ Find more Lyrics at We could fall in love I could be the apple of your eye Let's do it right now My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on you My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you You're always up to no good you catch on like a bonfire every single worn out line is shiney and new I never met a sweeter liar you could be my king I would knit you mittens and make you pie we could fall in love I could be the apple of your eye Let's do it right now My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you My new favorite thing to do (dooo) Is wasting my time on you My new favorite thing to do Is wasting my time on a bum like you My new favorite thing to do (dooo) Is wasting my time on a bum like you Wasting my time on a bum like you Wasting my time on a bum like you | |
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"smoke a cigarette im not ready yet-" | |
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The words are so familiar -
all the same greats, the same mistakes It doesn’t have to be like this. If you don’t make a friend, now One might make you - So learn The gentle art of making enemies don’t ya look so surprised happy birthday...fucker now blow that candle out, we’re gonna kick you (don’t say you’re not because you are) (don’t say you’re not because you are) (history tells us that you are) (history tells us that you are) All you need is just one more excuse You put up one hell of a fight I wanna hear your very best excuse I Never felt this much alive your day has finally come - so wear the hat and do the dance and let the suit keep wearing you. this year you’ll sit and take it and you will like it - it’s the gentle art of making enemies i deserve a reward cuz I’m the best fuck that you ever had and if I tighten up my hole - you may never see the light again (there’s always an easy way out) (there’s always an easy way out) (you need something wet in your mouth) (you need something wet in your mouth) never felt this much alive Shake it til ya make it | |
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"Daddy-O
You got the swagger of champion Too bad for you Just can't find the right companion I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard It could be easy Who you are, that's who you are, baby " | |
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