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Jan 24, 2004 14:49


Ok. I'm bored, so i'm posting a few songs you guys should download w/ the lyrics

"Nightmares win 6-0" by A static lullaby

This nightmare ends.
as the cocoon fills with oil.
fossils bocome waste upon cemented wings.
on the rocks father spills memories of mothers eyes.
a kiss turns to brandy.
a dagger learns to cut hair.
lipstick stains her addiction...
watch the cresent moon turn clouds into frowns.
(still trying to figure out what joe says here, cause the quality is shitty because of some effect/he's screaming/guitar and bass and drums all hit at the same time he says every word)
watch to sea swallow and forget...
given up ambiton for and legs...
venom engulfs the most wretched fairy tales.
goldilocks forgets the bite for prince charming...
each window breaths smoke, pavement paces while ciggarettes burn.
a tribal affair rises the masses of broken hearts left at her door

"Giving up" by silverstein (i know how this feels)

I used to make the light shine for you.
The sun has left my sky. Velvet walls surround my sorrows.
I’ve sacrificed my pride.

You’re giving up on me. x4

I’ve laid myself to sleep tonight. I know you’ve played out everything in your mind.

And now you throw it all away. A shattered memory that you would stay, through thick and thin with me.

You’re giving up on me

I’ve laid myself to sleep tonight. I know you’ve played out everything in your mind.

And now you throw it all away. A shattered memory that you would stay, through thick and thin with me.

And when you feel the pain, I’m wishing I could stay. How can I say I love you back, you never made me happy.

You’ve laid yourself to sleep, I never said this wouldn’t hurt. You gave up everything; I never said I’d give it back. I know you’ll never change; I won’t be good enough for you. I know, you’ll make it through, I’ll never be around to see.

And now you throw it all away. A shattered memory that you would stay, through thick and thin with me.

You’re giving up on me.

"I beleive in a thing called love" by The Darkness (also know how this feels, sort of)

Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my hart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everything is A.OK!

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my hart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my hart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love

and finally, "The radiatior hums" by Cursive
Dinner's getting cold -- You haven't touched a thing So what's it gonna be? I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, Oh, foolish worker bee -- I'm your fucking queen. I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats Sad little boy, I know you get confused But everyone goes through these trials of truth and self-abuse When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore When you're selfish, I just love you even more I want to help you, but you've got to say the words: "I want to be cured." Drowned... Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves Throw me in -- headfirst, submerged in this great depression Impoverished, and Impotent.... ...And Don't Call Me Pretty Baby I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With shattered dinner plates That's how we'll communicate Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed?
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