SoundTrack to my life

Nov 26, 2006 21:46





Opening Credits:


Matisyahu- youth
Young man control in your hand
Slam your fist on the table
And make your demand
Take a stand
Fan a fire for the flame of the youth
Got the freedom to choose
You better make the right move

Waking Up:


N.E.R.D. - Fly or Die
It won't be long,
Till you see me on the news!
Another soul lost at sea,
Were taking a cruise!
Gasping for air makes the righteous path,
Harder to choose.
Well its either fly or die,
Sink or swim,
Which one shall I choose!?

First Day At School:


Maylene and The Sons of Disaster- Gusty Like the Wind

Distant from faces hollow and uncomfortable.
I haven't been up or down in so long, but believe me.
Depression just takes too much and I'm far to drained to give her what's due.
I live for defeat.
Find myself searching for the worst.
Take me where I need to go.
I'm much to tired to live alone.
Making a life dead on the inside.
Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.
Tomorrow I'll forget what drove me to this paper, but I'll use it anyway.
Like the friends and family I love and ignore.
God give me a reason to love this place.
Come on just one more reason.
Making a life dead on the inside.
Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.
I'm trying to shake these bitter days but it never lets up.
Making a life dead on the inside.
Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.

Falling In Love:


The Devil Wears Prada - Texas is south

Good evening, miss.
All I ever do is wish things were different.
This envy is destroying me, and it is obvious.
I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile floor.
Mark this.
I want to say something:
We were blessed, but now IU wet my lips and wait for them to dry.
The lust of the dress.
The thought of her lips reverent smile.
These letters I've wrote are shackled to my chest.
Her tentalization.
She is misconception.
Good evening, miss.

Breaking Up:


30 SECONDS TO MARS "The Kill"

What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do? (Oh, oh)
What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you

What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?
You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you (from you)

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you
Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside.
Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance.
I know now, this is who I really am.

Ah, ah
Oh, oh
Ah, ah

Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you.

Prom:


L.P. - Wasted

Don't mess with my heart, don't mess with my mind
Won't let you get us down this time.
You'll like what you see and take it from me
You'll learn to see it over time.
Get wasted on love, get wasted on life, get wasted on anything that's right.
Get wasted, get wasted, get wasted, get wasted with me.

Life's Okay:


OutKast Love Hater
Everybody needs a glass of water today
To chase the hate away
You know you've got company comin over
So you scrub extra-hard
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too laaaaaaateee oh
Dont nobody wanna grow old alone!

Everybody needs someone to rub their shoulders
And scratch their dandruff
And everybody need to quit actin hard and shit
Before you get your ass whooped (I'll slap the fuck out ya!)
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too late

Love-hater
Love-hater
Hater of love [repeat 2X]

Driving:


Coheed and Cambria - In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth 3.
A broad incision sits across the evening
The victim to our fathers lost war
The restless children sit and mourn the graves
Of those they've never seen before
Will they be buried here among the dead?
In the silent secret

Flashback:


AFI - 37 M.M.
Bring your secrets to me,
Just give me your hands,
And I'll let you feel the wounds.
They put in me.
Time, time, time,
We're not, waiting.
Time, time, time
We're no one.

Getting Back Together:


The Mars Volta-Eriatarka
And there are those who
Hadn't found the speaking so wrong
Is it wrong
Of Pavlov lore
They ran rampant through the floors
Is this wrong
Feels so wrong
Happened on a respirator
In the basements
Are they gone are they gone
Stung the slang of a gallows bird
Rationed a dead letter pure

Trackmarked amoeba lands craft
Cartwheel of scratches
Dress the tapeworm as pet
Tenticles smirk please
Flinched the cocooned meat
Infra-recon forgets
Birth of Child:

Wedding Scene:
The Servant Cells

Final Battle:
Maylene and The Songs of Disaster - Caution Dangerous curves ahead.
Blessed by A Broken HEart - Carry On!

Death Scene:
Sky Eats Airplane Shes just a glitche

Funeral Song:
Set Your goals -Gonnies never say die
With balled up fists, take steady aim
I’ll make a go of this and wish for better things than what I’ve seen
“I’ll look forward, straight, and ahead” - easier said than done
I know, for this time, I’m gonna try

Turn around and close your eyes - wasted days and smiles

Talk is cheap, and mine’s the worst
I’ve realized my actions are worth so much more
than they were before
It’s time for me to gather all my thoughts,
turn them all inside out and see what it’s all about

Turn around, and close your eyes - wasted days and smiles
I need to find what might be mine, just let me go this time.

Don’t say, “I quit”

I’ll be back
I need to find what might be mine, just let me go this time

Your face never looked so sad
no need to worry, cause I’ll be back
I’m just tired of the same routine
I need to find what it is waiting out there for me

End Credits:


The Fugees- Manifest/Outro
[lauryn]
You see I loved hard once, but the love wasn’t returned
I found out the man I’d die for, he wasn’t even concerned
And time it turned,
He tried to burn me like a perm
Though my eyes saw the deception, my heart wouldn’t let me learn
From um, some, dumb woman, was i,
And everytime he’d lie, he would cry and inside I’d die.
My heart must have died a thousand deaths



Talib Kweli- Get By
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
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