Reminds me of a certain someone. this thread is killin me!!
Dustin Kensrue - Blood and Wine
I've been with Sally
I've been with Sue
I've been with Cindy and her sister too.
Now I'm tryin' to settle down,
Start a family wiith that cute little Kim.
But now that I've tasted blood,
Now this wine tastes too thin.
I've got a needle, don't be alarmed.
It shoots streams of lovely things into my arm.
Well I'd sell my own mother for that sweet heroin.
Oh, now that I've tasted blood,
Now this wine seems too thin.
Sometimes the white coats; They hide black hearts.
We've learned to sugar coat the same black guards.
Well, I turn lead into gold
I'll cure original sin.
Oh, now that I've tasted blood,
Now this wine seems too thin.
Oh, well I walked in the bank
And I pulled out my gun.
You should've seen those people scream and run.
I used to make an honest buck;
How can I go back to that again?
Oh, now that I've tasted blood,
Now this wine seems too thin.
Oh, now that I've tasted blood,
Now this wine seems too thin.
Oh, now that I've tasted blood,
Now this weein seems too thin
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bildo16
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ATL;149432 wrote:IMPOSSIBLE to post fav lyrics. So here is one that I like....
Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap
When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this fucker's ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah
Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'll get in your face*
You drive on my ass
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah
Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm God
You stupid dumbshit goddam MOTHERFUCKER!
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah
X2
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Nat X
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Sharpie I love anberlin, I saw them when they were on tour with The Darkness
your locally famous internet superstar.... RESPECT
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sharpie
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i drove to kc like 2 weeks ago to see them dismantle repair is the story of my life. they are probably my seconde favorite band right after underoath.Nat X;149450 wrote:Sharpie I love anberlin, I saw them when they were on tour with The Darkness
gudg racing you're never gonna catch me!!
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dodgin_it
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ALKALINE TRIO-
"Fuck You Aurora"
My, my what a mess we've made
Of our pretty little heads these days.
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
Best wishes have been made for you.
You never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
My, my what a mess was made of my head
When I heard what you'd been through that day.
It appears a violent storm's passed through you recently.
Letters meant to be sent have been torn.
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor.
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless.
I fucked this one up long ago.
And all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
The blaming myself had to come to an end. So I say:
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever again.
My, my what a mess we've made
Of our precious little lives these days.
It appears a big fucking tornado has twisted us up recently.
Best wishes have been made for you.
You never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
The blaming myself had to come to an end. So I say:
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever again.
RISE AGAINST
"Swing Life Away"
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long; think that its time to move
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon
so let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand, until you hold my hand
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
"Fuck You Aurora"
My, my what a mess we've made
Of our pretty little heads these days.
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
Best wishes have been made for you.
You never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
My, my what a mess was made of my head
When I heard what you'd been through that day.
It appears a violent storm's passed through you recently.
Letters meant to be sent have been torn.
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor.
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless.
I fucked this one up long ago.
And all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
The blaming myself had to come to an end. So I say:
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever again.
My, my what a mess we've made
Of our precious little lives these days.
It appears a big fucking tornado has twisted us up recently.
Best wishes have been made for you.
You never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self-stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
The blaming myself had to come to an end. So I say:
Fuck you Aurora, you took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever again.
RISE AGAINST
"Swing Life Away"
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long; think that its time to move
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon
so let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand, until you hold my hand
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
old enough to know, too young to care.
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dodgin_it
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Me and Ames
311- Hive
Coming like a nightmare word like I'm gonna go for it
fuckin' around and what ya got to show for it?
let it be known that I'm in the zone
and whatever I need I just pick up the phone
'cuz I'm true with it and you're new with it
I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it
I don't need friends to act like foes
'cuz I'm Nick Hexum, the one who knows about things
'cuz it takes two and we swings better than you
then it's time for the dub so we roll out the club
and you know just what I do I'm hitting in the freak mode
puttin' on a load, sippin' on a guinny then lo and behold
una vision girl from bottom to top and I just can't stop
311 show them the air is rarified
but you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied
grew up punk, listening to funk
I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk
you're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
that's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
not goin' for self, that shits on the shelf
It's '95 and we go for the hive
Listen up this you're gonna bump to this
and if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist
now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it
you're gonna find out kid I'm bout to shock it
when I'm on I'm gone I hear the beat that spawns
the way we freak it and we kick up a storm
the day we turn to pop the show will stop
so feel the beat and get lost, now
back to part 2 the hard way we play
Sublime on time to all the fans I'm SA
and if you don't know I say check the show
do what you got to on the dance floor
some say the style is wack but I say fuck that
get the hell back and watch us rock the set
we cast the mold bust it cold explode
megatrendsetters known around the globe
friends takin' you where you never been
we done what we wanted craftin' poems
you can rock there is a glow around you
lose control holmes just like we do
hard to obtain brotha' what's my name
mad to find unlike ya mamma and your masquerade
I drive a mach-1 no dashboard Jesus
I hear voices say that's Doug Martinez
You're all up in my mix like fuckin' Betty Crocker
you think you're playing me but actually you're a jocker
you bad mouth me bitch man you givin me juice
it aint nothin' but a party everybody get loose
notice what I don't do when stress steps to me
whatever your complaint so sue me
I say fuck the naysayers and keep goin
gotta do what I gotta do to get the people glowin'
so let everybody gather, the more the better
I represent the traveler, him he's a shredder
At ease with yourself and don't try to please me
I'm just here today then quickly I'm out
on the town one light I'm a glow worm
for several hours wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm
can't appreciate a brothers love of funky music
you think I'm a silly rabbit 'cuz my style has tricks
of the way I feel now I just got to rock it
the music be poppin through me like electric shocks
I think and blink and I wink but that shits not tiny
'cuz in a blink of an eyelash you will not find me
You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
that's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf
'cuz it's '95 and we go for the hive
311- Hive
Coming like a nightmare word like I'm gonna go for it
fuckin' around and what ya got to show for it?
let it be known that I'm in the zone
and whatever I need I just pick up the phone
'cuz I'm true with it and you're new with it
I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it
I don't need friends to act like foes
'cuz I'm Nick Hexum, the one who knows about things
'cuz it takes two and we swings better than you
then it's time for the dub so we roll out the club
and you know just what I do I'm hitting in the freak mode
puttin' on a load, sippin' on a guinny then lo and behold
una vision girl from bottom to top and I just can't stop
311 show them the air is rarified
but you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied
grew up punk, listening to funk
I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk
you're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
that's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
not goin' for self, that shits on the shelf
It's '95 and we go for the hive
Listen up this you're gonna bump to this
and if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist
now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it
you're gonna find out kid I'm bout to shock it
when I'm on I'm gone I hear the beat that spawns
the way we freak it and we kick up a storm
the day we turn to pop the show will stop
so feel the beat and get lost, now
back to part 2 the hard way we play
Sublime on time to all the fans I'm SA
and if you don't know I say check the show
do what you got to on the dance floor
some say the style is wack but I say fuck that
get the hell back and watch us rock the set
we cast the mold bust it cold explode
megatrendsetters known around the globe
friends takin' you where you never been
we done what we wanted craftin' poems
you can rock there is a glow around you
lose control holmes just like we do
hard to obtain brotha' what's my name
mad to find unlike ya mamma and your masquerade
I drive a mach-1 no dashboard Jesus
I hear voices say that's Doug Martinez
You're all up in my mix like fuckin' Betty Crocker
you think you're playing me but actually you're a jocker
you bad mouth me bitch man you givin me juice
it aint nothin' but a party everybody get loose
notice what I don't do when stress steps to me
whatever your complaint so sue me
I say fuck the naysayers and keep goin
gotta do what I gotta do to get the people glowin'
so let everybody gather, the more the better
I represent the traveler, him he's a shredder
At ease with yourself and don't try to please me
I'm just here today then quickly I'm out
on the town one light I'm a glow worm
for several hours wiggle jiggle like I'm a huge sperm
can't appreciate a brothers love of funky music
you think I'm a silly rabbit 'cuz my style has tricks
of the way I feel now I just got to rock it
the music be poppin through me like electric shocks
I think and blink and I wink but that shits not tiny
'cuz in a blink of an eyelash you will not find me
You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
that's what you get when you're steady talkin' shit
not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf
'cuz it's '95 and we go for the hive
old enough to know, too young to care.
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sharpie
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jay-z
big pimpin
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
You know I - thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin need em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good
But I don't fuckin feed em
First time they fuss I'm breezin
Talkin bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch
Better trust than believe em
In the cut where I keep em
til I need a nut, til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin em up
Let em play with the dick in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread
so you can be livin it up? Shit I..
parts with nothin, y'all be frontin
Me give my heart to a woman?
Not for nothin, never happen
I'll be forever mackin
Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waitin..
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
[Chorus One: Jay-Z]
We doin.. big pimpin, we spendin cheese
Check em out now
Big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We doin - big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
[Bun B]
Nigga it's the - big Southern rap impresario
Comin straight up out the black bar-rio
Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe
Then sit back and peep my sce-nawr-e-oh
Oops, my bad, that's my scenario
No I can't fuck a scary hoe
Now every time, every place, everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin - they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out over little shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
and you see us comin down on yo' slab
Livin ghetto-fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you hatin I
then you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just break it
You gotta pay like you weigh wet wit two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin to the track
Timbaland let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the pro-zone
That's the track that we breakin these hoes on
Ain't the track that we flow's on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin like ozone
We keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man
Fo' real it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin throwed on the flip
Gettin blowed with the motherfuckin Jigga Man, fool
[Chorus Two: Bun B]
We be.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We be.. big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be.. big pimpin down in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Cause we be.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
And we be.. big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be.. big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B.. nigga
[Pimp C]
Uhh.. smokin out, throwin up, keepin lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck witch'all
If I wasn't rappin baby, I would still be ridin Mercedes
Chromin shinin sippin daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uhhh, now what y'all know bout them Texas boys
Comin down in candied toys, smokin weed and talkin noise
[Chorus Two]
[Jay-Z]
On a canopy my stamina be enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
MTV jam of the week
Made my money quick then back to the streets but
Still sittin on blades... sippin that ray...
Standin on the corner of my block hustlin
Still gettin that cane
half what I paid slippin right through customs
It'll sell by night its extra white...
I got so many grams if the man find out
it will land me in jail for life
But im still big pimpin spendin chesse
with B.U.N. B, Pimp C, and Timothy
We got bitches in the back of the truck, laughin it up
Jigga Man that's what's up
[Chorus]
underoath
everything looks so good from here
In a deep breath it all starts to change.
Flip my world inside out, honestly I like it better this way
When I mesh the night through the back of my eyes
I have put myself here
I'm the culprit
I am the culprit
I've been swallowed up alive
Shut down
Building from the inside out
I can finally walk through the walls
I swear I've slipped right through the cracks in the floor
It's so easy when it's pulling me under
Now I can see things from the outside, and I will sit here with no place in mind
I can't escape from his place, this is so unfamiliar to me
I can hear the unsatisfying silence
My mouth is open but none of you can hear me
i used to blast these two songs from the truck and sing along in the parking lot as i would get dressed and put all my pads on befor a game. the looks the other teams would give me were priceless
big pimpin
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uh uh uh
It's big pimpin baby..
It's big pimpin, spendin G's
Feel me.. uh-huh uhh, uh-huh..
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah..
You know I - thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't fuckin need em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good
But I don't fuckin feed em
First time they fuss I'm breezin
Talkin bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch
Better trust than believe em
In the cut where I keep em
til I need a nut, til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin em up
Let em play with the dick in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread
so you can be livin it up? Shit I..
parts with nothin, y'all be frontin
Me give my heart to a woman?
Not for nothin, never happen
I'll be forever mackin
Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waitin..
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
[Chorus One: Jay-Z]
We doin.. big pimpin, we spendin cheese
Check em out now
Big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We doin - big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
[Bun B]
Nigga it's the - big Southern rap impresario
Comin straight up out the black bar-rio
Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe
Then sit back and peep my sce-nawr-e-oh
Oops, my bad, that's my scenario
No I can't fuck a scary hoe
Now every time, every place, everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin - they say, "There he go!"
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' heat than a little bit
We don't pull it out over little shit
And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a little hit
Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up yo' vocab
Don't be surprised if yo' hoe stab out with me
and you see us comin down on yo' slab
Livin ghetto-fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it
But nigga if you hatin I
then you wait while I get yo' bitch butt-naked, just break it
You gotta pay like you weigh wet wit two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin to the track
Timbaland let me spit my pro's on
Pump it up in the pro-zone
That's the track that we breakin these hoes on
Ain't the track that we flow's on
But when shit get hot, then the glock start poppin like ozone
We keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man
Fo' real it don't get no bigger man
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin throwed on the flip
Gettin blowed with the motherfuckin Jigga Man, fool
[Chorus Two: Bun B]
We be.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We be.. big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We be.. big pimpin down in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Cause we be.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
And we be.. big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be.. big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B.. nigga
[Pimp C]
Uhh.. smokin out, throwin up, keepin lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall
If he up, watch him fall, nigga I can't fuck witch'all
If I wasn't rappin baby, I would still be ridin Mercedes
Chromin shinin sippin daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uhhh, now what y'all know bout them Texas boys
Comin down in candied toys, smokin weed and talkin noise
[Chorus Two]
[Jay-Z]
On a canopy my stamina be enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
MTV jam of the week
Made my money quick then back to the streets but
Still sittin on blades... sippin that ray...
Standin on the corner of my block hustlin
Still gettin that cane
half what I paid slippin right through customs
It'll sell by night its extra white...
I got so many grams if the man find out
it will land me in jail for life
But im still big pimpin spendin chesse
with B.U.N. B, Pimp C, and Timothy
We got bitches in the back of the truck, laughin it up
Jigga Man that's what's up
[Chorus]
underoath
everything looks so good from here
In a deep breath it all starts to change.
Flip my world inside out, honestly I like it better this way
When I mesh the night through the back of my eyes
I have put myself here
I'm the culprit
I am the culprit
I've been swallowed up alive
Shut down
Building from the inside out
I can finally walk through the walls
I swear I've slipped right through the cracks in the floor
It's so easy when it's pulling me under
Now I can see things from the outside, and I will sit here with no place in mind
I can't escape from his place, this is so unfamiliar to me
I can hear the unsatisfying silence
My mouth is open but none of you can hear me
i used to blast these two songs from the truck and sing along in the parking lot as i would get dressed and put all my pads on befor a game. the looks the other teams would give me were priceless
gudg racing you're never gonna catch me!!
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dubbs
- Posts: 466
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Post your favorite Lyrics....
"God's Bathroom Floor" by Atmosphere
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Chorus:
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shaded, God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your dianoetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess
CHORUS
(Slug):
I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Floors got shifted since the high i got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve ending that burnt from the first hits
CHORUS
(Slug):
So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me INHIBITION, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
CHORUS
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life, veins
Chorus:
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shaded, God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
(Slug):
It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your dianoetics
Three for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it
Five for your love, and six for the stress
And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess
CHORUS
(Slug):
I'm catching ulcers from the child proof lighters
And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter
I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep
Floors got shifted since the high i got a tad too deep
Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal
And get out of this bathroom
And call management to seek some reimbursement
For the nerve ending that burnt from the first hits
CHORUS
(Slug):
So fuck needles, fuck smoke
Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails
Fuck hang-overs, fuck hallucinations
Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
Blind my insight and dull the common sense
Give me INHIBITION, kill the superstition and the confidence
Built the tolerance, now it's more that I consume it
When it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison
Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., irony
But here I be within a pool of my drool
Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
I promise I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild style
And I'll smile
And check the floor, God's got nice tile
CHORUS
(Slug):
Head, pressure, senses, clutched
Date, Divinity, wouldn't, fuck
Touched, hazy, God, change
Rush, floor, life...
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08NHBPSI
- Posts: 218
- Joined: Thu Jan 31, 2008 2:32 am
Post your favorite Lyrics....
"My Dick" by Mickey Avalon
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD
My dick- bigger than a bridge
Your dick look like a little kid's
My dick- large like the Chargers, the whole team
Your shit look like you fourteen
My dick- locked in a cage, right
Your dick suffer from stage fright
My dick- so hot, it's stolen
Your dick look like Gary Coleman
My dick- pink and big
Your dick stinks like shit
My dick got a Caesar do,
Your dick needs a tweezer, dude
My dick is like super size
Your dick look like two fries
My dick- more mass than the Earth
Your dick- half staff, it needs work
My dick- been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick- V.I.P.
Your shit needs I.D.
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
My dick need no introduction
Your dick don't even function
My dick served a whole lunch-in
Your dick- it look like a munchkin
My dick- size of a pumpkin
Your dick look like Macaulay Culkin
My dick- good good lovin'
Your dick- good for nothin'
My dick bench pressed 350
Your dick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty
My dick- pretty damn skimpy
Your dick- hungry as a hippie
My dick don't fit down the chimney
Your dick is like a kid from the Philippines
My dick is like an M16
Your dick- broken vending machine
My dick parts the seas
Your dick farts and queefs
My dick- rumble in the jungle
Your dick got touched by your uncle
My dick goes to yoga
Your dick- fruit roll-up
My dick- grade-A beef
Your dick- Mayday geek
My dick- sick and dangerous
Your dick- quick and painless
My dick- 'nuff said.
Your dick loves Fred
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
My dick cost a late night fee
Your dick got the HIV
My dick plays on the double feature screen
Your dick went straight to DVD
My dick- bigger than a bridge
Your dick look like a little kid's
My dick- large like the Chargers, the whole team
Your shit look like you fourteen
My dick- locked in a cage, right
Your dick suffer from stage fright
My dick- so hot, it's stolen
Your dick look like Gary Coleman
My dick- pink and big
Your dick stinks like shit
My dick got a Caesar do,
Your dick needs a tweezer, dude
My dick is like super size
Your dick look like two fries
My dick- more mass than the Earth
Your dick- half staff, it needs work
My dick- been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick- V.I.P.
Your shit needs I.D.
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
My dick need no introduction
Your dick don't even function
My dick served a whole lunch-in
Your dick- it look like a munchkin
My dick- size of a pumpkin
Your dick look like Macaulay Culkin
My dick- good good lovin'
Your dick- good for nothin'
My dick bench pressed 350
Your dick couldn't shoplift at Thrifty
My dick- pretty damn skimpy
Your dick- hungry as a hippie
My dick don't fit down the chimney
Your dick is like a kid from the Philippines
My dick is like an M16
Your dick- broken vending machine
My dick parts the seas
Your dick farts and queefs
My dick- rumble in the jungle
Your dick got touched by your uncle
My dick goes to yoga
Your dick- fruit roll-up
My dick- grade-A beef
Your dick- Mayday geek
My dick- sick and dangerous
Your dick- quick and painless
My dick- 'nuff said.
Your dick loves Fred
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like Jesus
Nat X;120440 wrote:do it yourself, I'm trying to look busy at work
its 9 in the morning and I'm kinda horny.
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99BlackHatch
- Posts: 8654
- Joined: Thu Nov 09, 2006 5:45 am
Post your favorite Lyrics....
Angels and Airwaves - Do it for me now
I'm frightened at night and the wind has a roar
It seeps through the hall and from under the door
Like the shit that was said
I can't take it that well
I give and I give and I give and I give and I'm still
Lost and hurt and bone thin from the love that's been starved
I know it got close but I'm sure it's too far
From the point of suspense, we know it should be
The end of that part of our favorite movie
When the guy grabs the girl and gives her his hand
Says take me away from this torturous land
Cause the grave is set up, the hole that I dug
I gave and I gave and I gave and I gave you my trust
Like the time that we kissed and you gave me a lie
To add to the scene you pretended to cry
But I'm here and I'm cool, the way that it is
Just give me a chance and I'll try to forgive
And I don't know
And I can't guess
If it's gonna be OK
But now my last wish
Is that you do this with me
Kiss me here and hold my hand
Let me feel like I'm the only one
I know you can
Won't you do it for me now
I've really had it with the rain of the tears
The predictable storm that has come every year
And it sneaks in from shore with a bat in its hand
I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I can't
You're a thief and a witch but I love you to death
You steal my heart and curse under your breath
But the one thing that I can most willingly prove
That when you are gone I'll be fine without you
And I don't know
And I can't guess
If it's gonna be OK
But now my last wish
Is that you do this with me
Kiss me here and hold my hand
Let me feel like I'm the only one
I know you can
Won't you do it for me now?
Now just hold on, hold on to me
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
I'm frightened at night and the wind has a roar
It seeps through the hall and from under the door
Like the shit that was said
I can't take it that well
I give and I give and I give and I give and I'm still
Lost and hurt and bone thin from the love that's been starved
I know it got close but I'm sure it's too far
From the point of suspense, we know it should be
The end of that part of our favorite movie
When the guy grabs the girl and gives her his hand
Says take me away from this torturous land
Cause the grave is set up, the hole that I dug
I gave and I gave and I gave and I gave you my trust
Like the time that we kissed and you gave me a lie
To add to the scene you pretended to cry
But I'm here and I'm cool, the way that it is
Just give me a chance and I'll try to forgive
And I don't know
And I can't guess
If it's gonna be OK
But now my last wish
Is that you do this with me
Kiss me here and hold my hand
Let me feel like I'm the only one
I know you can
Won't you do it for me now
I've really had it with the rain of the tears
The predictable storm that has come every year
And it sneaks in from shore with a bat in its hand
I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying I can't
You're a thief and a witch but I love you to death
You steal my heart and curse under your breath
But the one thing that I can most willingly prove
That when you are gone I'll be fine without you
And I don't know
And I can't guess
If it's gonna be OK
But now my last wish
Is that you do this with me
Kiss me here and hold my hand
Let me feel like I'm the only one
I know you can
Won't you do it for me now?
Now just hold on, hold on to me
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
Hold on, hold on to me (hold on to me)
I'm still a neighborhood ASSHOLE!
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