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Post by Graham on Jan 25, 2005 12:04:37 GMT
Everyone hears lyrics that mean something to them, or that they find has a certain connection to thier emotions...so, if people want to share them, then fire away!.
I'll kick off on a slightly emo-tip:
I've found a reason to show A side of me you didn't know A reason for all that I do And the reason is you
Now life devalues day by day As friends and neighbours turn away And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands While nations wash their bloodied hands Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray
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Post by Luco El Loco on Jan 25, 2005 13:35:37 GMT
Night Comes Down by Judas Priest. I just like this... sums up a little bit how I feel lately:
Night Comes Down
In the last rays of the setting sun And the past days, that's where our memories run And all of those times Still race through my mind I'm shattered inside to find
When the night comes down And I'm here all alone When the night comes down And there's no place to go
Call me and I'll wait till the summer You never understood Call me and I'll wait forever For a love that's only good As the light starts to dim The fear closes in And the nightmares begin
Oh no you won't be there tomorrow Oh no say it isn't true Can't take this pain and sorrow Oh can't you see my heart is broken in two
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Post by static anonymity on Jan 26, 2005 0:30:14 GMT
Idlewild - the remote part (goes a little way in summing up my frame of mind right now... in a more subdued sense, anyways...)
In the beginning, there were answers Then they came along and changed All these questions and their answers seem to change
So I’ll wait ‘til I find the remote part of your heart Nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start
We stop in every passing place To watch the world move faster than we do Watch it pass with our eyes closed the way we usually choose to
So I’ll wait ‘til I find the remote part of your heart When no where else will let us choose a comfortable start And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol Call it confusion in the best way possible
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Post by static anonymity on Jan 26, 2005 19:13:41 GMT
The more I say the more I keep confusing things, to make me feel complete So I keep lying to be honest, it’s not a real defeat No, no, no, not such a real defeat
All these things that you don’t know, it seems so much better that way All these things that you don’t know, it seems so much better that way
Can you tell me 10 words that you’d use, to describe the world Can you tell me 10 words that you’ve used, to describe the world To people, through people, never seem to know To people, through people, never know
It’s what you thought you are, it’s what you thought you are It’s what you thought you are, It’s what you never thought you are, it’s what you never thought you are It’s what you thought you could be if you tried much harder
There are times that I should try, to be so much more alive But if time was right then I would be with you again Or do you worry that I try to avoid the point and then deny The time I spent deciding it was you again
It’s when I live in a hiding place It’s the only way I feel safe When I’m safe in a hiding place (that’s not hidden now) I’m safe in a hiding place It’s the only way I feel safe When I’m safe in a hiding place
And you’re full of facts but not things that could add up to words Think about meaning more as an after word As in afterward
I return but don’t remain, I’m impatient for a reason To complain about winter, making me see through again Or is it your damaged reply, that makes me realise that The more I try the less that plans will help me comprehend again
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Post by static anonymity on Jan 29, 2005 16:45:27 GMT
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Post by Graham on Feb 1, 2005 22:22:00 GMT
"We've got to get better," I said, "It's all in your head." We could live through these letters or forget it all together See the months they don't matter it's the days I can't take When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away
Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it but there's not a doubt And there's one thing I can do nothing about
When all that we need is just a reaction It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore If chasing our dreams is just a distraction I want to remember but I know that I can't go back
Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it but there's not a doubt There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing about.
Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it (try to avoid it) but there's not a doubt And there's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing about.
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Post by Graham on Feb 3, 2005 20:54:25 GMT
When you were here before Couldn’t look you in the eye You’re just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world And I wish I was special You’re so f**kin’ special
But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.
I don’t care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I’m not around You’re so f**kin’ special I wish I was special
But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.
She’s running out again, She’s running out She’s run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You’re so f**kin’ special I wish I was special...
But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here. I don’t belong here.
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 4, 2005 0:49:46 GMT
Enon - come into
All the way with the king-made diamonds ever willing cake and filling coming over the surface only love begins for the men who swim there rolling over the phone rings yawning didn't get it ringing let it and rolling over the subject matter turn on the set on the weekends starlet
evil do you know we do well evil makes you feel like you what evil do you come into evil did you know me
oh daughter daughter I hope you notice the look of the actress wove with blackness they roll around on a coaster and bring in d*ck and news and all the booze in they got an eye on the paper dated two weeks older getting colder they're pushing south with open mouth they're going up when it's down was it over the counter
evil do you know we do well evil makes you feel like you what evil do you come into and evil did you know me
you're choking out on the circuit break it in routes and major blackouts all I need is one exception to the rule that they affection all I need is one exception to the rule that fake affection
evil do you know we do well evil makes you feel like you well evil do you know we do evil makes you feel like you what evil do you come into well evil did you know me
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Post by Luco El Loco on Feb 5, 2005 12:27:34 GMT
When you were here before Couldn’t look you in the eye You’re just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world And I wish I was special You’re so f**kin’ special But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here. I don’t care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I’m not around You’re so f**kin’ special I wish I was special But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here. She’s running out again, She’s running out She’s run run run running out... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You’re so f**kin’ special I wish I was special... But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here. I don’t belong here. I guee a lot of us feel a little like this sometimes. Not the whole song, but bits of it.
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Post by Graham on Feb 5, 2005 14:26:19 GMT
aye, it's my own personal anthem at the moment. (i've been playing it too mny times )
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Post by Graham on Feb 6, 2005 19:39:54 GMT
Eels - Nothing Inside
I know I went too far this time Got the world out, got nothing inside Painted myself in a little corner No one dares to knock at the door now Things that I, I ever heard was It'll be alright, you shoulda heard that one Have a laugh when you think about it Just try not to think about it that much This time will be the last time It's not that I don't admire your reserve It's just that, I'm not feeling so good Think about it, it'll be alright Got the world out, got nothing inside Think about me, I got nothing inside
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Post by static anonymity on Feb 6, 2005 20:29:31 GMT
under the hedge - Ted Leo and the Pharmacists
Oh I’ve been sometimes under your wall. Keeping it out where I’m not welcome. I’ve seen you one time stumble and fall but I still love you, you see? I’ve been five times back to the well seeking to turn myself in something. But you can’t teach what you can’t sell and I’m not the only one it seems.
I still would say if you asked "it’s built on bonding." But others will take it out and leave you wanting. I know you’ve done this before to them but here’s where it ends and where I stand. You can’t hold onto yourself for I have got your holy head in my hands.
And I’ve been a long time out at your wall seeking to call you back from over. Cause when you’re out there you seem so tall, but you’re not the only one you’ll see.
Still I’d say if you asked "it’s built on bonding." But others will take it out and leave you wanting. I know you’ve done it before to them but here’s where it ends and where I stand. You say you can’t hold yourself back well I have got your safety head in my hands.
And I’ve been sometimes under your hedge. I ran like a rabbit from the rifles. You had me two times out on a ledge but I still love you, you see?
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Post by Graham on Feb 7, 2005 20:38:30 GMT
You can force it but it will not come You can taste it but it will not form You can crush it but it's always here You can crush it but it's always near Chasing you home saying Everything is broken Everyone is broken
You can force it but it will stay stung You can crush it as dry as a bone You can walk it home straight from school You can kiss it, you can break all the rules But still... Everything is broken Everyone is broken
Everyone is, everyone is broken Everyone is, everything is broken
Why can't you forget? Why can't you forget? Why can't you forget
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Post by Graham on Feb 7, 2005 21:07:58 GMT
What do you want from me now you got me Now my fingers bleed now they stare at me I'm a coward now I hold my peace
Now you tie me up to your feather bed And I twist and turn in a Chinese burn You won't let go You won't let go
You're inside my head Inside my head
What do you want from me now you got me Now my energy you suck from me And I'm holding on for dear life Quit smothering me Quit laughing at me I've got a disease, an english disease It will not go It will not go
You're inside my head Inside my head
Whatever you put in that syringe Whatever you really said to him He's sitting there inside of me And you bother me, you possess me You're there again, ahead of me I won't let go I won't let go
You're inside my head Inside my head Inside my head Inside my head
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Post by Graham on Feb 9, 2005 11:24:07 GMT
Remove the cables from my sins, Add to the collection of all my things, She sails away to an unknown land, And all these words will never be the same, Take me back to the real world, Gifts of anger in all of my wasted days, Get away if the pillars fall, My wicked ways, Adapt to all of my conflicts, Illegal spells are in the air again, It's a wish so simple and insane, And all these words will never be the same, It's all in ruins, It's all crumbled, They are ruins, It's all ruins, It's all ruins.
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