May 08, 2006 13:17
i stole this from someone on last.fm but if i posted it there, no one would fucking see it.
Step 1: Open up whatever MP3 program you use and add every song in your collection.
Step 2: Put it on random.
Step 3: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarassing the song.
Step 4: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 5: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 6: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
1: say goodbye on a night like this if it's the last thing we ever do. you never looked as lost as this, sometimes it doesnt even look like you.
2: clusters of people talking secretly to each other. in a bar you can not talk openly to anyone you don't already know.
3: slip and stumble at my first offenses. it's not treason, it's no lie. you talk in paragraphs, i write my sentence. it's not treason, it's no lie.
4: a safe position. a back against the wall. a simple shrug to shrug the questions off. there's no action, there is no reaction.
5: you'll never haul the heat to the bite of the grind, to emulate. digression has left this hard to swallow. sour notes of dissolution played off as dissonance to make believe its attraction.
6: all the drunks in the alleys are takin' up arms to undo their whole lives in a day. if their hearts they don't change before long in the heart of the beast they will lay.
7: you said you're a wreck, you get so upset. you said that you'd ruin everything the first chance you get.
8: there is nothing for which i'm responsible, just this baggage i keep carrying on as if i had someone.
9: 13 grand - a year in the meadow lands. bored and rural-poor, lord, at 35, right? i'm the best 17 year old ever.
10: off the rails i was and off the rails i was happy to stay. get out of my way.
11: the geek, with no beak: he's so weak he cannot speak! vestigial wings and dwarven legs. a semper fi cranium that's got automatic eggs.
12: i have really grown to hate you and everything you've come to stand for. i write these words in vain, you won't read them.
13: dinner call in the late afternoon. the sun stepped down for the moon.
14: burn my body, i'm taking up space. burn and mix me with plaster or paint.
15: scratch off all your scabs and let some blood soak in the bread of your ex love. say you're sorry, you just don't care. you left me bloody on your welcome mat.
16: i sit here patiently, i'm waiting for another pose. looking straight at the camera, but she doesn't know what it's for but she smiles anyway.
17: mark the calendar for may. wasn't that the month we started to stick around for magnet compatability?
18: you tried to call. you tried to fall down, too. the news was right. there's a fire inside you.
19: my reflection, dirty mirror. there's no connection to myself.
20: sleep has poisoned me with drunken insecurities. i've forgotten why i called. i guess to say hello or maybe just to let you know i've got no one to talk to. and it's just as well you let me go. at least you've got a story you can tell to all your guys.
good luck. though i doubt anyone is even going to read/attempt any of these.