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  • #16
    Sublime - Pool Shark

    Lyin' in my plastic bed
    thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me
    my baby likes to shoot pool
    I like lyin' naked in my bedroom
    tying off that dinousaur tonight
    it used to be so cool to...

    But now i've got the needle
    and i can shake but i can't breathe
    i take it away
    but i want more, and more
    one day i'm gonna lose the war

    Lyin' in my plastic bed
    thinkin how things weren't so cool to me
    my baby like to shoot pool
    like lyin naked in my bedroom
    tying on the dinousaur tonight
    it used to be so cool

    now i got the needle
    and i can shake but i can't breath
    i take it away
    but i want more, and more
    one day i'm gonna lose the war.
    "We were put on this Earth to fart around, and don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise." -Kurt Vonnegut

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    • #17
      When Tom Waits released "Alice" and "Blood Money" at the same time, I thought the two albums were some of his best work but it was like a double kick in the nuts.

      Lyrics to No One Knows I'm Gone :
      (Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan)

      Hell above and Heaven below
      All the trees are gone
      The rain made such a lovely sound
      To those who are six feet under ground
      The leaves will bury every year
      And no one knows I’m gone

      Live me golden tell me dark
      Hide from Graveyard John
      The moon is full here every night
      And I can bathe here in his light
      The leaves will bury every year
      And no one knows I’m gone


      Lyrics to Lullaby :
      Sun is red; moon is cracked
      Daddy's never coming back
      Nothing's ever yours to keep
      Close your eyes, go to sleep
      If I die before you wake
      Don't you cry, don't you weep

      Nothing's ever as it seems
      Climb the ladder to you dreams
      If I die before you wake
      Don't you cry, don't you weep
      Nothing's ever yours to keep
      Close your eyes; go to sleep
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      • #18
        Johnny Cash "Hurt"

        I hurt myself today
        to see if I still feel
        I focus on the pain
        the only thing that's real
        the needle tears a hole
        the old familiar sting
        try to kill it all away
        but I remember everything
        what have I become?
        my sweetest friend
        everyone I know
        goes away in the end
        and you could have it all
        my empire of dirt

        I will let you down
        I will make you hurt

        I wear this crown of thorns
        upon my liar's chair
        full of broken thoughts
        I cannot repair
        beneath the stains of time
        the feelings disappear
        you are someone else
        I am still right here

        what have I become?
        my sweetest friend
        everyone I know
        goes away in the end
        and you could have it all
        my empire of dirt

        I will let you down
        I will make you hurt

        if I could start again
        a million miles away
        I would keep myself
        I would find a way

        Weird Al Yankovic "The Night Santa Went Crazy"

        Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
        For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
        When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
        Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
        From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
        Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
        And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,
        "Merry Christmas to all, now you're all gonna die!"
        The night Santa went crazy
        The night St. Nick went insane
        Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
        Something finally must have snapped in his brain

        Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
        Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
        And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
        And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
        He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
        And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
        And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen
        And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

        The night Santa went crazy
        The night Kris Kringle went nuts
        Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
        Without steppin' in reindeer guts

        There's the National Guard and the F. B. I.
        There's a van from the Eyewitness News
        And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
        And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
        And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
        My my my my my my
        You used to be such a jolly guy

        Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
        In a federal prison for his infamous crime
        Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
        He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
        But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
        And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
        And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
        With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

        They're talkin 'bout the night Santa went crazy
        The night St. Nicholas flipped
        Broke his back for some milk and cookies
        Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

        Wo, the night Santa went crazy
        The night St. Nick went insane
        Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
        Something finally must have snapped in his brain
        Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
        Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

        Testing
        "I saw a flock of moosen! There were many of 'em. Many much moosen. Out in the woods- in the woodes- in the woodsen. The meese want the food. The food is to eatenesen."

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        • #19
          Ooh, I love that Johnny Cash song. I believe it was originally done by Nine Inch Nails (it's on one of his "American Man" cover CDs) but his version is powerful, and his voice is perfect for it.
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          • #20
            Monday Morning Church - Alan Jackson & Patty Loveless

            Clickety for video

            You left your Bible on the dresser
            So I put it in the drawer
            'Cause I can't seem to talk to God without yelling anymore
            And when I sit at your piano
            I can almost hear those hymns
            The keys are just collecting dust
            But I can't close the lid

            You left my heart as empty
            as a Monday morning church
            It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
            And I can heart the devil whisper
            "Things are only getting worse"
            You left my heart as empty
            as a Monday morning church

            The preacher came by Sunday
            said he missed me at the service
            He told me Jesus loves me
            but I'm not sure I deserve it
            'Cause the faithful man that you loved
            is nowhere to be found
            Since they took all that he believed
            and laid it in the ground

            Chorus

            I still believe in Heaven
            and I'm sure you've made it there
            But as for me without your love, girl
            I don't have a prayer

            Chorus

            You left your Bible on the dresser
            so I put it in the drawer


            Whiskey Lullaby - Brad Paisley & Alison Krauss

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            She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
            She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
            We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
            But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
            Until the night

            1st Chorus
            He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
            And finally drank away her memory
            Life is short but this time it was bigger
            Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
            We found him with his face down in the pillow
            With a note that said I'll love her till I die
            And when we buried him beneath the willow
            The angels sang a whiskey lullaby

            (Sing lullaby)

            The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
            For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
            She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
            But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
            Until the night

            2nd Chorus
            She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
            And finally drank away his memory
            Life is short but this time it was bigger
            Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
            We found her with her face down in the pillow
            Clinging to his picture for dear life
            We laid her next to him beneath the willow
            While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

            Both songs that are practically guaranteed to make me weep!
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            • #21
              Sad lyrics:

              Everclear:Wonderful


              I close my eyes when I get too sad
              I think thoughts that I know are bad
              Close my eyes and I count to ten
              Hope it's over when I open them

              I want the things that I had before
              Like a Star Wars poster on my bedroom door
              I wish I could count to ten
              And make everything be wonderful again

              I hope my mom and I hope my dad
              Will figure out why they get so mad
              I hear them scream, I hear them fight
              They say bad words that makes me want to cry

              Close my eyes when I go to bed and I
              Dream of angels who make me smile
              I feel better when I hear them say that
              Everything will be wonderful some day

              Promises mean everything
              When you're little and the world is so big
              I just don't understand how
              You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
              When you tell me everything is wonderful now

              Please don't tell me everthing is wonderful now

              I go to school and I run and play
              I tell the kids that it's all ok
              I laugh alot so my friends won't know
              When the bell rings I just don't want to go home

              Go to my room and I close my eyes
              I make believe that I have a new life
              I don't believe you when you say that
              Everything will be wonderful some day

              Promises mean everything
              When you're little and the world is so big (so big)
              I just don't understand how
              You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
              When you tell me everything is wonderful now

              No, no
              I don't want to hear you tell me
              Everything is wonderful now
              No, no
              I don't want to hear you tell me
              Everything is wonderful now
              I don't want to hear you say
              That I will understand some day
              No, no, no, no
              I don't want to hear you say
              That you both have grown in a different way
              No, no, no
              No I don't want to meet your friend
              I don't want to start over again
              I just want my life to be the same
              Just like it used to be
              Somedays, I hate everything
              I hate everything
              Everyone and everything

              Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now

              No
              Please I don't want to hear you tell me
              everything is wonderful now

              No
              Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now
              Everything is wonderful now

              I don't wanna hear you tell me
              I don't wanna hear you tell me
              Everything is wonderful now
              Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now
              Yeah, yeah everything is wonderful now
              Oh yeah, everything is wonderful now



              Dirty lyrics:

              INXS:Need You Tonight

              All you've got is this moment
              21st Century's yesterday
              You can care all you want
              Everybody does, yeah that's okay

              So slide over here
              And give me a moment
              You moves are so raw
              I've got to let you know
              I've got to let you know
              You're one of my kind, ooh

              I need you tonight
              Cause I'm not sleeping
              There's something about you girl
              That makes me sweat

              How do you feel? (I'm lonely)
              What do you think? (Can't think at all)
              Whatcha gonna do? (Gonna live my life)

              So slide over here
              And give me a moment
              You moves are so raw
              I've got to let you know
              I've got to let you know
              You're one of my kind, oh

              I need you tonight
              Cause I'm not sleeping
              There's something about you girl
              That makes me sweat

              So how do you feel? (I'm lonely)
              What do you think? (Can't think at all)
              Whatcha gonna do? (Gonna live my life)
              So how do you feel? (I'm lonely)
              What do you think? (Can't think at all)
              Whatcha gonna do? (Gonna live my life)

              So slide over here
              And give me a moment
              You moves are so raw
              I've got to let you know
              I've got to let you know

              So slide over here
              And give me a moment
              I've got to let you know
              I've got to let you know

              You're one of my kind
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              • #22
                Flogging Molly - Another Bag of Bricks
                (The thing about Flogging Molly is their songs sound happy till you listen to the words.)
                T`was in the early evenin`
                Near the presence of the moon
                You told me you would meet me here
                Well now is not too soon
                This dagger twisting in my back
                Tells me I never should
                Have trusted everything to fall
                From beggar to fool
                I see your face like every race
                A serpent with two arms
                Devouring me while rains the sun
                With dreams in foreign lands
                This cold dark tormented hell
                Is all I`ll ever know
                So when you get to heaven
                May the devil be the judge
                With another bag of bricks

                I scratch your name across these walls
                And with my blood turns red
                Then drips upon my killing floor
                Where I now call my bed
                No precious light to harbor
                Like so many here before
                Now breathes a thousand more
                With another bag of bricks

                Temper filled with blindness
                Leads this lost and lonely man
                Dragged around your whipping tree
                A scourge you can`t command
                So deafen me with silence
                Drown me with your roar
                Scowl me with your hollow eyes
                Still burnin` to the core
                No door will go unanswerd
                Like so many closed before
                No vagabond to knock upon
                This tired and beatin` war
                When all return to exile
                Free from all once bound
                Decline and brawl old parasites
                The truth will yet be found
                With another bag of bricks

                This cold dark tormented hell
                Is all I`ll ever know
                So when you get to heaven
                May the devil be the judge
                With another bag of bricks

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                • #23
                  VNV Nation - Chrome
                  A million faces, each a million lies
                  for each and all a chrome disguise
                  prompts for action, force reaction
                  embody promise in a sheen so pure.
                  Hurt, the measure of blind ambition,
                  the testament to your singular disease.
                  Against all wisdom you heed no warning,
                  your desires giving you away.

                  If I could change your mind,
                  I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
                  In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
                  And I still hear you scream,
                  in every breath, in every single motion.
                  Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.

                  Your actions turn conquest to dust.
                  Importance of fate, you foolishly place trust.
                  Sense fear in your broken breathing.
                  Resort to shadows till your body expires.
                  All creation has the promise of heaven,
                  and still you travel the road to hell.
                  I'm saying nothing for the good of myself,
                  but I'm still talking and you're not listening.

                  If I could change your mind,
                  I wouldn't save you from the path you wander.
                  In desperation dreams, any soul can set you free.
                  And I still hear you scream,
                  in every breath, in every single motion.
                  Burning innocence, the fire to set you free.

                  As night descends upon the city,
                  the streets are cold, the lights go by.
                  And in the stories of the people,
                  a million faces, a million lies.
                  They'll never say they feel what you feel,
                  that they can see the world you see.
                  And in their faces, their expressions,
                  a million faces, a million lies.

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                  • #24
                    VNV Nation - Illusion
                    I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
                    Hoping what you need is behind every door
                    Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
                    Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
                    The feeling sometimes, wishing you were someone else
                    Feeling as though you never belong
                    This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
                    I truly understand. Please, don't cry now

                    Please don't go, I want you to stay
                    I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
                    I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
                    The world is just illusion trying to change you

                    Being like you are
                    Well this is something else, who would comprehend?
                    But some that do, lay claim
                    Divine purpose blesses them
                    That's not what I believe, and it doesn't matter anyway
                    A part of your soul ties you to the next world
                    Or maybe to the last, but I'm still not sure
                    But what I do know, is to us the world is different
                    As we are to the world but I guess you would know that

                    Please don't go, I want you to stay
                    I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
                    I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
                    The world is just illusion trying to change you
                    Please don't go, I want you to stay
                    I'm begging you please, oh please don't leave here
                    I don't want you to change for all the hurt that you feel
                    This world is just illusion always trying to change you

                    Please don't go, I want you to stay
                    I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
                    I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
                    The world is just illusion trying to change you
                    Please don't go, I want you to stay
                    I'm begging you please, oh please don't leave here
                    I don't want you to change for all the hurt that you feel
                    This world is just illusion always trying to change you

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                    • #25
                      Faith No More - Falling to Pieces

                      Back and forth, I sway with the wind
                      Resolution slips away again
                      Right through my fingers, back into my heart
                      Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark
                      Sometimes I think I'm blind
                      Or I may be just paralyzed
                      Because the plot thickens every day
                      And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away
                      But I know, there's a picture beneath
                      Indecision clouds my vision
                      No one listens...
                      Because I'm somewhere in between
                      My love and my agony
                      You see, I'm somewhere in between
                      My life is falling to pieces
                      Somebody put me together
                      Layin' face down on the ground
                      My fingers in my ears to block the sound
                      My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight
                      Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight
                      Droplets of "yes" and "no"
                      In an ocean of "maybe"
                      From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline
                      From the top, another downhill slope of mine
                      But I know, the equilibrium's there
                      Indecision clouds my vision
                      No one listens
                      Because I'm somewhere in between
                      My love and my agony
                      You see, I'm somewhere in between
                      My life is falling to pieces
                      Somebody put me together

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                      • #26
                        Everybody Hurts - REM

                        When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
                        when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
                        Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.

                        Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
                        When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
                        if you feel like letting go, (hold on)
                        when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.

                        Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
                        Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand.
                        If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

                        If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
                        when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.

                        Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
                        everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
                        And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
                        Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. (repeat & fade)
                        (Everybody hurts. You are not alone.)
                        People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life.
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                        • #27
                          Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky - Manic Street Preachers

                          You have your very own number
                          They dress your cage in its nature
                          Once you roared now you just grunt lame
                          Pace around pathetic pound games

                          Wanna get out won't miss your scent around
                          To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
                          Wanna get out in here you're bred dead quick
                          For the outside,
                          The small black flowers that grow in the sky

                          They drag sticks along your walls
                          Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl
                          Here comes warden, christ, temple, elders
                          Environment not yours you see through it all

                          Wanna get out won't miss your secent around
                          Carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
                          Wanna get out in here you're bred dead quick
                          For the outside,
                          The small black flowers that grow in the sky

                          Here chewing your tail is joy.
                          People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life.
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                          • #28
                            The Minute Of Decay - Marilyn Manson

                            There's not much left to love
                            too tired today to hate
                            I feel the empty
                            I feel the minute of decay

                            I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me I'm on my
                            way down
                            I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
                            I'm on my way down

                            the minute that it's born
                            it begins to die
                            I'd love to just give in,
                            I'd love to live this lie

                            I've been to black and back
                            I've whited out my name
                            a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
                            a lack of anything to say

                            there is no cure for what is killing me

                            I'm on my way down
                            I've looked ahead
                            and everything was dead
                            I guess that I am too

                            (chorus)

                            I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me...
                            People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life.
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                            • #29
                              Quoth McGoddess09 View Post
                              This is Don't Say a Word by Sonata Arcitca. It's about a guy who is slowly killing his girl for cheating on him...or so I take it. This is one of my favorite bands. Most of their songs are angsty and dark.
                              Sonata Arctica is great, and they put on one HELL of a live show!

                              I'll be posting some of their stuff eventually.
                              Quoth BethB View Post
                              My choice is End of Hope by Nightwish. I'm not a dark music person so this is the closest thing I could find.
                              Another fantastic metal band from Europe! I'll be seeing them in concert in early May!

                              Quoth Caveat Emptor View Post
                              Weird Al Yankovic "The Night Santa Went Crazy"

                              Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
                              For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
                              When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
                              Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
                              From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
                              Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
                              And he smiled and said, with a twinkle in his eye,
                              "Merry Christmas to all, now you're all gonna die!"
                              The night Santa went crazy
                              The night St. Nick went insane
                              Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
                              Something finally must have snapped in his brain

                              Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
                              Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
                              And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
                              And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
                              He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
                              And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
                              And he picked up a flamethrower and barbecued Blitzen
                              And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

                              The night Santa went crazy
                              The night Kris Kringle went nuts
                              Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
                              Without steppin' in reindeer guts

                              There's the National Guard and the F. B. I.
                              There's a van from the Eyewitness News
                              And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
                              And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
                              And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
                              My my my my my my
                              You used to be such a jolly guy

                              Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
                              In a federal prison for his infamous crime
                              Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
                              He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
                              But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
                              And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
                              And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
                              With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

                              They're talkin 'bout the night Santa went crazy
                              The night St. Nicholas flipped
                              Broke his back for some milk and cookies
                              Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

                              Wo, the night Santa went crazy
                              The night St. Nick went insane
                              Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
                              Something finally must have snapped in his brain
                              Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
                              Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

                              I'm gonna disagree with this one. Why? It's simple: Weird Al is a musical COMEDIAN, and like all Xmas Twisted Tunes, I believe this song really belongs over in the Light Side Edition, because it makes me laugh!

                              Now then, back to the topic at hand...

                              from Godsmack's album IV... another fave, a really bluesy, sad song that sums up my life perfectly...
                              "One Rainy Day" by Godsmack

                              Oh man, I'm tired and lonely
                              Again, why must it be?
                              A man is drowning slowly
                              and he can't keep above,
                              gone way too deep, yeah

                              Open skies are falling,
                              tears are coming down
                              Like a drop of rain falls to the ocean
                              and comes back around
                              One rainy day

                              Oh, so many times,
                              I should've crawled when I went running by
                              And since then,
                              I've been left feeling traumatized, yeah
                              Raped and drained of an innocence,
                              a gift we've lost over time!
                              And still I gaze through this one rainy day,
                              alone with no one by my side!

                              Open skies are falling,
                              tears are coming down
                              Like a drop of rain falls to the ocean
                              and comes back around, yeah
                              I swear I've given,
                              I've given you all I can
                              Never will you ever make me feel this way again,
                              no, on this one rainy day!

                              Yeah-ah-ah!
                              Open skies are falling,
                              tears are coming down
                              Like a drop of rain falls to the ocean
                              and comes back around
                              One rainy day
                              Ooh, one rainy day
                              Oh, one rainy day
                              It's been just one rainy day
                              ...............................
                              Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 07-02-2009, 11:01 PM.
                              "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                              --StanFlouride

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                              • #30
                                More Staind...

                                "How About You" by Staind

                                If someone else showed you the way,
                                would you take the wheel and steer?
                                It hurts me that you're not ashamed
                                of what you're doing here
                                If they jumped off a bridge,
                                would you meet them on the ground?
                                Or would you try and claim
                                that it never made a sound?

                                Everyone plays the hand they're dealt,
                                and learns to walk through life themselves
                                Not everything in life is handed on a plate
                                When people think your words are true,
                                it doesn't matter what you do
                                I sold my soul to get here,
                                how 'bout you?

                                So you choose to force your hand
                                What a strange way to make friends
                                And you always change the rules,
                                so the drama never ends
                                And you blindly go through life,
                                judging only by its worth
                                Just try not to forget
                                that the meek inherit Earth

                                Everyone plays the hand they're dealt,
                                and learns to walk through life themselves
                                Not everything in life is handed on a plate
                                When people think your words are true,
                                it doesn't matter what you do
                                I sold my soul to get here,
                                how 'bout you?

                                So please don't take offense
                                This is just a point of view
                                'Cause I'm the only one who
                                will say these things to you

                                Everyone plays the hand they're dealt,
                                and learns to walk through life themselves
                                Not everything in life is handed on a plate
                                When people think your words are true,
                                it doesn't matter what you do
                                I sold my soul to get here,
                                how 'bout you?
                                "Schizophrenic Conversations" by Staind

                                Are you afraid, afraid of the truth
                                in the mirror staring back at you?
                                The image is cracked, but so is the view here
                                And the strength of a tree begins in the roots
                                that I tend to bury into you
                                At least now the storm can't blow me away

                                So crawl inside my head with me
                                I'll show you how it feels to be,
                                to blame like me

                                Should I be afraid of this face that I see
                                in the mirror staring back at me?
                                So cold were the days when I listened to you
                                And you say that I'm weak, so show me the proof,
                                because I still exist in spite of you
                                But I won't compete with you every day

                                So crawl inside my head with me
                                I'll show you how it feels to be,
                                to blame like me

                                Schizophrenic conversations that
                                I'm always having with myself
                                I hear these voices in my head competing,
                                maybe I could use a little help
                                I still have schizophrenic conversations
                                when there's no one else around to hear
                                I long for solitude and peace within me,
                                void of all the anger and the fear

                                So crawl inside my head with me
                                and I'll show you how it feels to be
                                fucked up like me

                                I'll show you how it feels to be,
                                to blame like me
                                Ashamed like me
                                ...............
                                Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 07-02-2009, 11:00 PM.
                                "Eventually one outgrows the fairy tales of childhood, belief in Santa and the Easter Bunny, and believing that SCs are even capable of imagining themselves in our position."
                                --StanFlouride

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