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  • Favorite Song Lyrics: Dark Side Edition!

    Since I'm having a REALLY lousy day (more on that at another time, in another thread) I've decided to resurrect my old "Favorite Song Lyrics" topic, with a new twist: This version of the thread is specifically for posting lyrics revolving around the Dark Side of life, songs about heartbreak, anger, pain whether physical or emotional... in short, songs about how SUCKY life is. No happy, upbeat songs allowed here, nosiree! We don't want 'em! (But don't worry, they've got their own thread. )

    First up on my list is an underrated gem off of Godsmack's second album Awake...
    "Sick of Life" by Godsmack

    Paralyzed,
    nothing's getting through to me
    Hypnotized
    from all my surroundings
    I want to be
    something I could never be
    I want to say
    things that I could never say
    Yeah, I'm gonna do it again!
    I’m gonna do it again
    I’m gonna do it again now!

    Sick… of… my life!
    I'm tired of everything… in… my life!

    Dragged down,
    rubbing my face in the ground
    No time
    for the undecided
    I want to know
    why I've always felt alone
    And I want to love
    Why am I untouchable?
    Yeah, I'm gonna do it again!
    I’m gonna do it again
    I’m gonna do it again now!

    Sick… of… my life!
    I'm tired of everything… in… my life!
    I never wanted to be sick… of… my life!
    I'm tired of everything in my life!

    Sick… of… my life!
    I'm tired of everything… in… my life!
    I never wanted to be sick… of… my life!
    I'm tired of everything in my life!
    .......................
    More to come later... in the meantime, I look forward to seeing what the rest of you post.
    Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 07-02-2009, 11:03 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

  • #2
    Cradle of Filth - Cthulhu Dawn - relevant because when/if demons come to kick our asses we'll be absolutely completely entirely fucked.

    Spatter the stars
    Douse their luminosity
    With our amniotic retch
    Promulgating the birth
    Of another Hell on Earth
    Shadows gather poisoned henna for the flesh
    A necrotic cattle brand
    The hissing downfall pentagram
    Carven deep upon the church doors of the damned
    But no Passover is planned
    A great renewal growls at hand
    And only when they're running
    Will they come to understand...

    So ends the pitiful reign of Man

    When the moon exhales
    Behind a veil
    Of widowhood and clouds
    On a Biblical scale
    We raise the stakes
    To silhouette the impaled
    Crowds...

    Within this kissed disembowel arena
    A broken seal on an ancient curse
    Unleashes beasts from the seismic breach
    With lightning reach and genocidal thirst
    Mountains of archaos theories
    In collision as at planetary dawn
    Apocalypse's razorbacks
    Beat wings on glass as thunder cracks
    Unfurled across a world hurled to the black

    Cthulhu dawn

    Shatter the glass house
    Wherein spirits breathe out
    Halitosis of the soul
    From a recking abscess
    Plague of far righteousness
    All fates hang in the balance
    Mocking crucified dolls
    An inquisition ours
    When the Sun goes out our powers
    Will extend throughout Heaven like Asphodel
    As they have for countless lustrum
    In dark Midian accustoned
    To burning effigies of our enemies well

    So begins the sibilant world Death knell...

    When a corpse wind howls
    And awakes from drowse
    The scheming dead freed
    Of gossamer shrouds
    We gorgonise eyes
    Of the storm aroused
    Red...

    Blinding time
    All lines dine on this instance
    A melting spool of beggar, negative frames
    The skies teem alive, to watch die
    Mankind hauled to fable in vast tenement graves...

    Cthulhu dawn

    Cthulhu dawn

    Cthulhu dawn
    Last edited by taurinejunkie; 03-19-2009, 09:25 PM. Reason: forgot details
    Long days, short nights, a bottle of NOS makes it all right.

    Canadians Unite !

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    • #3
      It's Been Awhile
      by Staind

      Its been a while
      Since I could...
      Hold my head up high
      Its been a while
      Since I first saw you
      Its been a while
      Since I could stand
      On my own two feet again
      And its been a while
      Since I could call you

      And everything I can remember
      As fucked up as it all may seem
      Consequences that Ive rendered
      Have stretched myself beyond my means

      Its been a while
      Since I could say
      That I wasnt addicted
      Its been a while
      Since I could say
      I loved myself as well and...
      Its been a while
      Since Ive gone and fucked things up
      Just like I always do
      Its been a while
      But all that shit seems to disappear when Im with you

      And everything I can remember
      As fucked up as it all may seem
      Consequences that Ive rendered
      Gone and fucked things up again... again

      Why must I feel this way?
      Just make this go away
      Just one more peaceful day
      But then I go an fuck things up again

      Its been a while
      Since I could...
      Look at myself straight
      Its been a while
      Since I said Im sorry
      Its been a while
      Since Ive seen the way
      The candles light your face
      Its been a while
      But I can still
      Remember just the way you taste

      Everything I can remember
      As fucked up as it all may seem
      To me... I know this pain
      Can I blame this on my father?
      He did the best he could for me

      Its been a while
      Since I could...
      Hold my head up high
      Its been a while
      Since I said Im sorry
      I have a...thing. Wanna see it?

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      • #4
        This is one of the songs we are covering for my band's current playlist, and I'm singing lead on it.

        I think it's kind of precient considering the state of jobs and the economy.

        The Fisherman's Song
        (Andy Stewart)

        By the storm-torn shoreline, a woman is standing
        The spray strung like jewels in her hair
        And the sea tore the rocks near that desolate landing
        As though it had known she stood there

        For she has come down to condemn that wild ocean
        For the murderous loss of her man
        His ship sailed out on Wednesday morning
        And it's feared she's gone down with all hands

        And it's white were the wave-caps and wild was their parting
        So fierce is the warring of love
        But she prayed to the gods, both of men and of sailors
        Not to cast their cruel nets o'er her love

        And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean
        For the murderous loss of her man
        His ship sailed out on Wednesday morning
        And it's feared she's gone down with all hands

        There's a school on the hill where the son's of dead fathers
        Are led toward tempests and gales
        Where their God-given wings are clipped close to their bodies
        And their eyes are bound round with ships' sails

        And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean
        For the murderous loss of her man
        His ship sailed out on Wednesday morning
        And it's feared she's gone down with all hands

        What force leads a man to a life filled with danger
        High on seas or a mile underground
        It's when need is his master and poverty's no stranger
        And there's no other work to be found

        And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean
        For the murderous loss of her man
        His ship sailed out on Wednesday morning
        And it's feared she's gone down with all hands

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        • #5
          Chris Daughtry, "Over You" It might not seem like it's all that dark, until you think of the fact that maybe it's about someone you never, ever thought you would HAVE to get over, and imagine the rage you have to feel to be willing to tell someone personally how happy you are to be over them. Then it definitely crosses that line. (The fact that I came up with this song without even a second's thought tells me that maybe I indulge that hatred a little too much. Eh.)

          Now that it's all said and done,
          I can't believe you were the one
          To build me up and tear me down,
          Like an old abandoned house.
          What you said when you left
          Just left me cold and out of breath.
          I fell too far, was in way too deep.
          Guess I let you get the best of me.

          Well, I never saw it coming.
          I should've started running
          A long, long time ago.
          And I never thought I'd doubt you,
          I'm better off without you
          More than you, more than you know.
          I'm slowly getting closure.
          I guess it's really over.
          I'm finally getting better.
          And now I'm picking up the pieces.
          I'm spending all of these years
          Putting my heart back together.
          'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
          I got over you.

          You took a hammer to these walls,
          Dragged the memories down the hall,
          Packed your bags and walked away.
          There was nothing I could say.
          And when you slammed the front door shut,
          A lot of others opened up,
          So did my eyes so I could see
          That you never were the best for me.

          Well, I never saw it coming.
          I should've started running
          A long, long time ago.
          And I never thought I'd doubt you,
          I'm better off without you
          More than you, more than you know.
          I'm slowly getting closure.
          I guess it's really over.
          I'm finally getting better.
          And now I'm picking up the pieces.
          I'm spending all of these years
          Putting my heart back together.
          'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
          I got over you.

          Well, I never saw it coming.
          I should've started running
          A long, long time ago.
          And I never thought I'd doubt you,
          I'm better off without you
          More than you, more than you know.

          Well, I never saw it coming.
          I should've started running
          A long, long time ago.
          And I never thought I'd doubt you,
          I'm better off without you
          More than you, more than you know.
          I'm slowly getting closure.
          I guess it's really over.
          I'm finally getting better.
          And now I'm picking up the pieces.
          I'm spending all of these years
          Putting my heart back together.
          Well I'm putting my heart back together,
          'Cause I got over you.
          Well I got over you.
          I got over you.
          'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
          I got over you.
          Last edited by MystyGlyttyr; 03-19-2009, 10:06 PM.
          "Maybe the problem just went away...maybe it was the magical sniper fairy that comes and gives silenced hollow point rounds to people who don't eat their vegetables."

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          • #6
            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.



            I am your poison candygram,
            The love that's meant to fade away
            Vade retro, alter ego, move aside, I'm choking on this life
            I think I tolerate your hate, as long as you're afraid
            All I wanted was to be with you and suffer every day

            Under the moon I hold a wake for a promise torn
            Mortally wounded, feelings sheltered me
            Once again my shadow will enter your life
            Time to walk with me the last mile...

            I read a book about a man, a love, a woman, how they died
            How I was waved aside, listen how the headless doves cry
            I truly see a madman in the mirror when I'm weak
            I spent a year in love before I realized it's me

            Open your blue eyes, tell me that you love me, whore
            Make me believe it, oh I know you're lying
            Broke the vow I thought you made, my angel, why...
            Could I let you wait out the night

            Mother always said “My son, do the noble thing..."
            You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
            Now, sit, watch and learn...
            "It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
            Cannot keep your part of the deal
            So don't say a word... don't say a word

            It won't be long now, love, like mist I slowly fill the room
            I place a black candle on your chest,
            The path of night is manifest
            I never wanted us to end up in this catatonic phase
            It was not me who ran away, you made me stray...

            Open your blue eyes, tell me that you love me, whore
            Make me believe it, oh I know you lie
            Broke the vow I thought you made, my angel, why...
            Settling the score, we pass the twilight...

            Mother always said “My son, do the noble thing..."
            You have to finish what you started, no matter what
            Now, sit, watch and learn...
            "It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
            Cannot keep your part of the deal
            So don't say a word... don't say a word

            Strawberry blonde, your stranglehold
            on my heart is bound to end
            I suppose, life sometimes,
            It doesn't go the way it was meant
            Though you never were a believer,
            I assure you: I won't die before you
            You read the book now,
            The part “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”

            Short is the flight of this little starling
            Love sounds familiar, but the emotion escapes me
            I will carpe the diem while it's still here,
            And see how the fear of death becomes her

            We had it all so sweet
            Made for me, you, indeed...
            Big secret, small the lie
            Don't cry for me, oh, argentite

            No word you say tonight
            Can make this be alright
            I'll help you follow through
            Remember this?: pacta sunt servanda

            ... The wounds are too deep,
            I need to keep the scars
            to prove there was a time
            When I loved something more than life

            Unlike the last time here,
            I now have the means and a will sincere
            Your knight is nowhere near
            Unfortunate for you, this makes me your God...

            Closing your eyes, don't ever say you love me, whore
            You never meant a word, I know you lied
            When there is life, there is despair, indulge me now
            And stay alive this night...
            I promise you the end before the first light arrives

            Mother always said “My son, do the noble thing..."
            You have to finish what you started, no matter what
            Now, sit, watch and learn...
            "It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
            Cannot keep your part of the deal
            So don't say a word... don't say a word

            Mother always said “My son, do the noble thing..."
            You have to finish what you started, no matter what
            Now, sit, watch and learn...
            "It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
            Cannot keep your part of the deal
            So don't say a word... don't say a word
            "Kill the fat guy first?! That's racist!" - my friend Ironside at a Belegarth practice after being "killed" first.

            I belly dance with tall Goblins!

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            • #7
              Here's one of my favorite Slipknot songs, make of it what you will.
              Pulse of the Maggots ~Slipknot

              This is the year where hope fails you
              The test subjects run the experiments
              And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate
              But cohesing is posssible if we strive
              Theres no reason, theres no lesson
              No time like the present, telling you right now
              What have you got to lose, what have you got to lose
              Except your soul...who's with us!

              I fight for the unconventional
              My right, and its unconditional
              I can only, be as real as i can
              The disadvantage is
              I never knew the plan
              This isn't the way just to be a martyr
              I cant, walk alone any longer
              I fight, for the ones who can't fight
              And if I lose, at least I tried

              We, we are the new diabolic
              We, we are the bitter bucolic
              If I have to give my life you can have it
              We, we are the pulse of the maggots

              I won't, be the inconsequential
              I won't, be the wasted potential
              I can make it, as severe as I can
              Until you realize
              You'll never take a stand
              It isn't, just a one-sided version
              We've dealt, with a manic subversion
              And I won't, let the truth be perverted
              And I won't leave another victim deserted

              We, we are the new diabolic
              We, we are the bitter bucolic
              If I have to give my life you can have it
              We, we are the pulse of the maggots

              Do you understand? (yes)
              Do you understand? (yes)
              Do you understand? (yes)
              Do you understand? (yes)

              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)

              We fight til no one can fight us
              We live, and no one can stop us
              We pull when we're pushed too far
              And the advantages is
              The bottom line is
              We never, had to fight in the first place
              We only, had to spit back at their face
              We won't, walk alone any longer
              What doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger

              We, we are the new diabolic
              We, we are the bitter bucolic
              If I have to give my life you can have it
              We, we are the pulse of the maggots

              Do you understand (yes)
              Do you understand (yes)
              Do you understand (yes)
              Do you understand (yes)

              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              Say it again say it again (we won't die)
              I like things that go *bang!*

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              • #8
                My choice is End of Hope by Nightwish. I'm not a dark music person so this is the closest thing I could find.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                To end all the innocence.
                To be someone like me.

                This is the birth of all hope.
                To have what I once had.
                This life unforgiven, It will end with birth.

                No will to wake for this morn.
                To see another black rose born.
                Deathbed is slowly covered with snow.

                Angels, they fell first, but I'm still here
                Alone as they are drawing near.
                In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                To end all the innocence.
                To be someone like me.

                Wounded is the deer that leaps highest, and my wound it cuts so deep.
                Turn off the light and let me pull the plug.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                To end all the innocence.
                To be someone like me.

                This is the birth of all hope.
                To have what I once had.
                This life unforgiven, It will end with a birth.

                Mandylion without a face, Deathwish without a prayer.
                End of hope, end of love, end of time. The rest is silence.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                To end all the innocence.
                To be someone like me.

                This is the birth of all hope.
                To have what I once had.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                To end all the innocence.
                To be someone like me.

                It is the end of all hope.
                To lose the child, the faith.
                End of all hope.
                "Failure is not an option. It comes bundled with your software."

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                • #9
                  Be warned, it gets dark and violent.

                  Slayer--Payback

                  You need to take a closer look at me
                  'Cause I was born to be a thorn in your side
                  No matter what you think you're gonna see
                  You never wanted this barrage of fucking pride!

                  You don't want none of me!

                  You've got a fucking catheter in your brain
                  Pissing your common sense away
                  When you draw first blood you can't stop this fight
                  For my own peace of mind
                  I'm going to tear your fucking eyes out
                  Rip your fucking flesh off
                  Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
                  Fuck you and your progress
                  Watch me fucking regress
                  You were made to take the fall--now you're nothing!
                  PAYBACK'S A BITCH, MOTHERFUCKER!

                  You only live to be a parasite
                  Your life must suck when nothing's going your way
                  Everything melts away before your eyes
                  You're just a punk that doesn't have the sense to get away!

                  Get the fuck away!

                  You've got a fucking catheter in your brain
                  Pissing your common sense away
                  When you draw first blood you can't stop this fight
                  For my own peace of mind
                  I'm going to tear your fucking eyes out
                  Rip your fucking flesh off
                  Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
                  Fuck you and your progress
                  Watch me fucking regress
                  You were made to take the fall--now you're nothing!
                  Now you're nothing!
                  PAYBACK'S A BITCH, MOTHERFUCKER!

                  I will never become your fucking scapegoat!
                  I don't know how it feels to come up short!
                  I only want vengeance to start shining down on me!
                  I don't want you to die before I get the chance to kill you myself!

                  You've got a fucking catheter in your brain
                  Pissing your common sense away
                  This is for the mindfuck
                  This is for the hell of it
                  This is for me!
                  I'm going to tear your fucking eyes out
                  Rip your fucking flesh off
                  Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
                  Fuck you and your progress
                  Watch me fucking regress
                  You were made to take the fall--now you're nothing!
                  Tear your fucking eyes out
                  Rip your fucking flesh off
                  Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
                  Fuck you and your progress
                  Watch me fucking regress
                  You were made to take the fall--now you're nothing!
                  Now you're nothing!

                  YOU AIN'T FUCKIN' SHIT!

                  The New Orleans Saints are your 2009 NFL champions.

                  Believe dat.

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                  • #10
                    Pain, Three Days Grace
                    (When I get used to Flash, I WILL be making a music vid to this, Starring the Evil Queen herself )

                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

                    You're sick of feeling numb
                    You're not the only one
                    I'll take you by the hand
                    And I'll show you a world that you can understand
                    This life is filled with hurt
                    When happiness doesn't work
                    Trust me and take my hand
                    When the lights go out you'll understand

                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

                    Anger and agony
                    Are better than misery
                    Trust me I've got a plan
                    When the lights go off you'll understand

                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
                    Rather feel pain

                    I know (I know I know I know I know)
                    That you're wounded
                    You know (You know you know you know you know)
                    That I'm here to save you
                    You know (You know you know you know you know)
                    I'm always here for you
                    I know (I know I know I know I know)
                    That you'll thank me later

                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Pain, without love
                    Pain, I can't get enough
                    Pain, I like it rough
                    'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Rather feel pain than nothing at all
                    Rather feel pain
                    Now a member of that alien race called Management.

                    Yeah, you see that right. Pink. Harness.

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                    • #11
                      The Ledge by The Replacements

                      All eyes look up to me
                      High above the filthy streets
                      Heed no bullhorn when it calls
                      Watch me fly and die, watch me fall

                      I'm the boy they can't ignore,
                      For the first time in my life, I'm sure
                      All the love sent up high to pledge
                      Won't reach the ledge

                      Wind blows cold from the west
                      I smell coffee, I smell doughnuts for the press
                      A girl that I knew once years ago
                      Is tryin' to be reached on the phone

                      I'm the boy she can't ignore,
                      For the first time in my life, I'm sure
                      All the love sent up high to pledge...

                      (Repeat)

                      (Instrumental break)

                      Priest kneels silent, all is still
                      Policeman reaches from the sill
                      Watch him try to try his best
                      There'll be no medal pinned to his chest

                      I'm the boy they couldn't ignore,
                      For the first time in my life, I'm sure

                      (Repeat)

                      I'm the boy for the last time in my life

                      All the love that they pledge
                      For the last time will not reach the ledge
                      When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin?

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                      • #12
                        Quoth RetailWorkhorse View Post
                        Pain, Three Days Grace
                        I that song!!!!!!!!!!

                        Quoth MystyGlyttyr View Post
                        Chris Daughtry, "Over You"
                        This song reminds me of someone.





















                        ETA: Thanks, Broom!
                        Last edited by Bella_Vixen; 03-20-2009, 04:28 AM. Reason: consecutive posts
                        I'm bringing disdain back...with a vengeance.

                        Oh, and your tool box called...you got out again.

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                        • #13
                          Several Pink Floyd songs come to mind

                          Goodbye Blue Sky - The Wall

                          Goodbye Blue Sky (Waters) 2:48

                          "Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky"

                          Did you see the frightened ones?
                          Did you hear the falling bombs?
                          Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the
                          promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue
                          sky?

                          Did you see the frightened ones?
                          Did you hear the falling bombs?
                          The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on.

                          Goodbye, blue sky
                          Goodbye, blue sky.
                          Goodbye.
                          Goodbye.
                          Goodbye.

                          "The 11:15 from Newcastle is now approaching"
                          "The 11:18 arrival...."

                          Goodbye Cruel World - The Wall

                          Goodbye Cruel World (Waters) 1:05

                          Goodbye cruel world,
                          I'm leaving you today.
                          Goodbye,
                          Goodbye,
                          Goodbye.

                          Goodbye, all you people,
                          There's nothing you can say
                          To make me change my mind.
                          Goodbye.

                          Brain Damage - Dark Side of the Moon

                          Brain Damage
                          (Waters) 3:50

                          The lunatic is on the grass.
                          The lunatic is on the grass.
                          Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
                          Got to keep the loonies on the path.

                          The lunatic is in the hall.
                          The lunatics are in my hall.
                          The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
                          And every day the paper boy brings more.

                          And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
                          And if there is no room upon the hill
                          And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
                          I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

                          The lunatic is in my head.
                          The lunatic is in my head
                          You raise the blade, you make the change
                          You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
                          You lock the door
                          And throw away the key
                          There's someone in my head but it's not me.

                          And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
                          You shout and no one seems to hear.
                          And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
                          I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

                          "I can't think of anything to say except...
                          I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"
                          Running on ice is just as smart as shoving a fork in the toaster - Blas in regards to a dry pool diving team member who decided to run across a 50 mph highway following an ice storm

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                          • #14
                            This is an old folk traditional called Silver Dagger. I've always thought it was terribly sad, someone choosing to close up and always be lonely for fear of being hurt.


                            Don't sing love songs; you'll wake my mother
                            She's sleeping here, right by my side
                            And in her right hand, a silver dagger
                            She says that I can't be your bride.
                            All men are false, says my mother
                            They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies
                            The very next evening, they'll court another
                            Leave you alone to pine and sigh.
                            My daddy is a handsome devil
                            He's got a chain five miles long
                            And on every link a heart does dangle
                            Of another maid he's loved and wronged.
                            Go court another tender maiden
                            And hope that she will be your wife
                            For I've been warned and I've decided
                            To sleep alone all of my life.

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                            • #15
                              "Away From the Sun" by 3 Doors Down

                              It's down to this,
                              I've got to make this life make sense
                              Can anyone tell what I've done?
                              I miss the life,
                              I miss the colors of the world
                              Can anyone tell where I am?

                              'Cause now again,
                              I've found myself so far down
                              Away from the sun that shines into
                              the darkest place, I'm so far down,
                              away from the sun again
                              Away from the sun again

                              I'm over this,
                              I'm tired of living in the dark
                              Can anyone see me down here?
                              The feeling's gone,
                              there's nothing left to lift me up
                              back into the world I know

                              'Cause now again,
                              I've found myself so far down
                              Away from the sun that shines into
                              the darkest place, I'm so far down,
                              away from the sun that shines to light
                              the way for me to find my way
                              back into the arms that care about
                              the ones like me, I'm so far down,
                              away from the sun again
                              Oh, no
                              Yeah
                              Oh no

                              It's down to this,
                              I've got to make this life make sense
                              And now I can't tell what I've done
                              And now again,
                              I've found myself so far down
                              Away from the sun that shines to light
                              the way for me

                              'Cause now again,
                              I've found myself so far down
                              Away from the sun that shines into
                              the darkest place, I'm so far down,
                              away from the sun that shines to light
                              the way for me to find my way
                              back into the arms that care about
                              the ones like me, I'm so far down,
                              away from the sun again
                              Oh, no
                              Yeah
                              I'm gone
                              ...........................
                              Last edited by Jack T. Chance; 07-02-2009, 11:04 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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