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Jul 20, 06
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Lyrics That Discribe the Bad Side You?
I've Always had a thing for this song; It sort of reminds me of the way I can act sometimes....alot of the time....alot.. alot of the time heh.
Dirty Dirty Business; Dresden Dolls Raise your glass We have incorporated Place your bets We're all so sick of waiting Queen takes jack You got me this time but i"ll get you back So pick a number To all the ones who tried the most was I supposed to cheer your efforts Sorry that I chose so poorly Golly gee, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who looks for love in all the lonely places The kind who comes to poker pockets stuffed with kings and aces She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining Just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling Lift your hats Off to the checkout girls with tattooed backs They'd make an angels skin crawl If you ask them for assistance There's an even chance You'll get a number To all the girls at pearl the surly boys who get to masticate them I've a prize for each and every one of you so just be patient To all the ones that hated me the most a toast You really had me going for a second I was nervous boy, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who gets her slings and arrows from the dumpster The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her She's the kind of girl who leaves out condoms on the bedroom dresser Just to make you jealous of the men she fucked before you met her To all the ones who thought they knew me best a test to prove your prowess Who was mine in '99? I want last names and current status To all the ones who hated me the most a toast you really had me going for second I was nervous, boy am I the poster girl for some suburban sickness? Better keep a healthy distance Now its up to you know what to do its pretty Dirty business 
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Jul 20, 06
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Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash
Love is a burning thing and it makes a firery ring bound by wild desire I fell in to a ring of fire... I fell in to a burning ring of fire I went down,down,down and the flames went higher. And it burns,burns,burns the ring of fire the ring of fire. The taste of love is sweet when hearts like our's meet I fell for you like a child oh, but the fire went wild.. i started listening to johnny up north a few years ago, when my habbits were getting a bit out of hand. Everytime I listen to this song, it brings me back to those crazy times.
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Jul 20, 06
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haha!
Sublime -- What Happened?
What happened? Wake up in the morning, clock says half past one I have no sunglasses As I step into the sun There's no recollection of the evil things I've done My head feels like I musta' had some fun What happened? Last thing I remember I was chillin at a party Pinching girlie's asses I was drinking recklessly I know I did something Lord what could it be Woke up in the morning And all my friends hate me What happened? What I'm I doing here Who is this girl in my bed What is this shit on my face My God, what is that awful smell [Chorus] She may be an angel She may be a queen She might be black, white, American, Indian or Japanese Thru a bottle at a bouncer Didn't think that he was cool Pissed in someones drink And thru a bike into a pool Driven down the side walk Like a crazy possessed fool I broke every single traffic rule. What happened? What happened? Let's go Last edited by C_squared; Jul 20, 06 at 10:51 AM.
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Jul 20, 06
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Offspring - Bad Habit
Hey man you know I’m really okay
The gun in my hand will tell yo uthe 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 Chorus 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’m the danger you’ll face You drive on my ass Your fot’s on the gas And your next breath is your last 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 Chorus
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Jul 20, 06
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I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase. Even your emotions had an echo In so much space And when you're out there Without care, Yeah, I was out of touch But it wasn't because I didn't know enough I just knew too much Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Does that make me crazy Probably And I hope that you are having the time of your life But think twice, that's my only advice Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are, Ha ha ha bless your soul You really think you're in control Well, I think you're crazy I think you're crazy I think you're crazy Just like me My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun And it's no coincidence I've come And I can die when I'm done Maybe I'm crazy Maybe you're crazy Maybe we're crazy Probably
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Jul 20, 06
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imagine me and you
i do i think you aboot you day and night it's only riiight to think aboot the girl you love and hold her tight so happy together!!!!!!!! i can't see me lovin' nobody but you for all my Liiiife! when you're with me baby the skies will be blue for all my Liiiife!
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Jul 20, 06
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wake me up!
before you go go don't leave me hangin' here like a yo yo! wake me up! before you go go don't leave me hangin' here like a yo yo!
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Jul 20, 06
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When I come home from work
I'm fiendin' for an eight-ball I got crack on my mind I'm hearing cocaine call Telling me to beep the dealer to deliver me stuff Keep it a secret from my wife, cuz she thinks I don't use drugs There I was, bleeding from my nose and damn I couldn't breathe, but I'm still thinking about the next gram It's Friday night and I'm not trying to leave my crib doped I'll kill myself while the dealer's eating Japanese food I ain't got no pride, While buying the shit I'm lying to myself telling the runner I'm trying to quit It's all make believe, I pretend that I'm true When you give me credit, I'll dodge you every chance that I get to Even if its good, I'll sniff it up in a minute Beep you back and complain that you put too much cut in it If you fall for that and bring me a new sack I'll be making more crazy faces than a JIM CAREY on crack Cuz yo I'm ripped, I owe you loot Plus I annoy you I deserve to be murdered, but the coke is doing it for you I got nerve, can you put them pills on my bill Yo I tell you we're friends and yo we don't even chill I need drugs I need drugs Baking soda, cocaine, how sweet I need to find me a crack pipe and I'm complete I got these crack dealers chasing me through the cement jungle Cuz they gave me shit to sell and yo I smoked the whole bundle Yo I can't front - I got dope in my spleen And I'm telling everyone at this N.A. meeting I'm thirty days clean I won't die even with tuberculosis I could go on forever mixing dope with my methadone dosage You could find me at Brighton Beach or Coney Island Or Rikers Island My crack pipe's my violin I play along to the police siren My eyes squint looking for crack on the floor picking up breadcrumbs and lint I don't know who I am, ask me I couldn't say I took a chance and tried to get clean and it lasted one day Tried to go to rehab too but couldn't get admitted And if there's money missing from your pocketbook you know who did it I need drugs I need drugs As a young teen I started with marijuana Then graduated to coke cuz I needed something stronger Mescaline, dust, downers, injections sensation I love to experience a patient's medication I smoked the drugs off the back of my hands All I need is a hit of it and I'll create a new dance Protect yourself, baby cover yourself up My body swings all over once my seizure erupts Into a frenzy, on the phone I got thirty sack But when we meet face-to-face, I got ten dollars less Made up my mind, I'm quittin' I'm swearing in tears I'm not gonna get high, I'll only drink beers Can't sit and wait for my dealer to come provide it Gotta party to go to and I'm the only one invited I'll search the whole house for the damn white mouse And when I finally find it, I'll sniff the whole ounce I need drugs I need drugs Dealer, listen to me When I come home from work Fiendin' for an eight-ball Nose candy on my mind I've come to realize, you need me And if you want me to keep coppin' Give me a free piece It's my birthday Yesterday Anyway I'm gonna go sniff this I'll beep you in an hour I hate you
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Jul 20, 06
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Wu Tang - C.R.E.A.M
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive At second hands, moms bounced on old men So then we moved to Shaolin land A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one And that one, pullin out gats for fun But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend Started smokin woolies at sixteen And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes Making my way on fire escapes No question I would speed, for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all Sticking up white boys in ball courts My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater Times is ruff and tuff like leather Figured out I went the wrong route So I got with a sick ass click and went all out Catchin keys from across seas Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's Yo ***** respect mine, or anger the tech nine Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now Chorus: Method Man Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me C.R.E.A.M. Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Verse Two: Inspector Deck It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival I peep at the shape of the streets And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M. Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15 A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not... The court played me short, now I face incarceration Pacin -- going up state's my destination Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff But as the world turns I learned life is hell Living in the world no different from a cell Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base Smokin bones in the staircase Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth? Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth Who explained working hard may help you maintain to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot Leave it up to me while I be living proof To kick the truth to the young black youth But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted That what? That life is hectic Outro: Chorus -- 4X *****s gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill YaknowhatI'msayin? Cuz we can't just get by no more Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down Chorus -- 3X Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M. get the money Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH
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Jul 20, 06
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NIN - Somewhat Damaged
So impressed with all you do Tried so hard to be like you Flew too high and burnt the wing Lost my faith in everything Lick around divine debris Taste the wealth of hate in me Shedding skin succumb defeat This machine is obsolete Made the choice to go away Drink the fountain of decay Tear a hole exquisite red Fuck the rest and stab it dead Broken bruised forgotten sore Too fucked up to care anymore Poisoned to my rotten core Too fucked up to care anymore In the back off the side far away is a place where I hide where I Stay tried to say tried to ask I needed all alone by myself where Were you? How could I ever think its funny how everything that Swore it wouldn't change is different now just like you Would always say we'll make it through then my head fell apart And where were you? How could I ever think its funny how everything you swore would never change is different now like you said you and me make it through didn't quite fell apart Where the fuck were you?
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Jul 20, 06
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ps - I carry a loaded water pistol in my car 24/7 :P.
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Jul 20, 06
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off the top of my head....
Kid A I slip away I slipped on a little white lie We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed The rats and children follow me out of town The rats and children follow me out of their homes Come on Kids
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Jul 20, 06
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carmina burana always gets me riled up too.
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Jul 21, 06
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missed me
missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me if you kiss me mister i might tell my sister if i tell her mister she might tell my mother and my mother, mister, just might tell my father and my father mister he won't be too happy and he'll have his lawyer come up from the city and arrest you mister so i wouldnt miss me if you get me, mister, see? missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me if you kiss me mister you must think im pretty if you think so mister you must want to fuck me if you fuck me mister it must mean you love me if you love me mister you would never leave me it's as simple as can be! missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me if you miss me mister why do you keep leaving if you trick me mister i will make you suffer and they'll get you mister put you in the slammer and forget you mister then i think you'll miss me won't you miss me won't you miss me missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me if you kiss me mister take responsibility i'm fragile mister just like any girl would be and so misunderstood (so treat me delicately!) missed me missed me now you've gone and done it hope you're happy in the county penitentiary it serves you right for kissing little girls but i will visit if you miss me do you miss me? MISS ME?? how's the food they feed you?? do you miss me will you kiss me through the window? do you MISS ME? MISS ME??!! will they ever let you go??? i miss my mister so!!!!
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Jul 21, 06
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This one pretty much goes for my worst side too.
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Jul 21, 06
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Can you see her?
She spends her whole day in a theater Livin her time in the life that she would prefer & she stirs nothing, comes & goes she wishes Surroundings oblivious to her whole existence But if they only knew About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin through Comin' across At a loss for dialouge Walkin through the bar With her eyes closed & her mind gone And now she lives in the films that she sees And daydreams that she kills us repeatedly I'm impressed with the tolerance she brandishes If it was me, I would snapped from the sheer overanxiousness of waitin for the day she strolls through Muddy Waters And slaughters sons & daughters and bloodies mothers and fathers Lovely little *case*study castaway cutie Masturbating in back of that matinee movie And someday, oneday, when the credits roll She'll hold a pocket full of gunplay for the ignorant souls Then we'll know what depth awake touches sleep Make me walk the thin line between shallow and deep
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Jul 21, 06
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Face To Face - Ordinary.
now you've made it up it's all inside your mind now you're givin' up you don't know what's there if you don't try so you're givin' in along with all your friends and you're still alone the means don't always justify the end ordinary, ordinary a look in the mirror is not enough what makes you think that you're not one of us? if you make it up and start to use your mind it isn't difficult you don't know what's there if you don't try
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Jul 22, 06
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There's tons Metrics 'Poster of a Girl' I can definitely relate to though
Can't stand by myself Hate to sleep alone Surprises always help So I take somebody home To find out how I feel Feel like just a baby Portrait of a lady Poster of a girl Satisfy myself Avoid beginners Who long to shut my mouth Till I take one of them home 'Cause I know how it feels Filling in the blanks Looking on the bright side When there is no bright side Coming in your pants For the off chance With a poster of a girl
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Jul 22, 06
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Placebo's "Crawl"
It takes the pain away that could not make you stay it's way to broke to fix no glue, no bag of tricks Lay me down, the lie will unfurl lay me down to crawl. Your smile would make me sneeze when we were Siamese Amazing grace in here I'd pay to have you near. Lay me down, the lie will unfurl lay me down to crawl. Don't go and lose your face at some stranger's place and don't forget to breathe and pay before you leave Lay me down, the lie will unfurl lay me down to crawl. Lay me down, the lie will unfurl lay me down to crawl.
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Jul 22, 06
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Jewel - Gray Matter
I hate you, I love you Leave, please Don't go away Can't decide if I like your face Or if I wish It would stray You're a child but You're malicious You're sweet but Don't remember my name And heads you win And tails I'm lost And love equals pain I am drifting Without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent Immune to all reason And I'm flattered by Your grey matter Inside my skin I feel your tongue Telling me I'm dirty And licking my bones A surge against silence A knife across a plate Makes the sound Of need on hate I am drifting Without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent Immune to all reason And I'm flattered by Your grey matter And I do not understand Why a woman can't Just love a man You're amusing You're a real cool show With your meat hooks And barbed wire carnival You got glitter in your pocket You got mothballs in your soul From too many false teeth And greasy flash bulbs I am drifting Without an anchor Through your ambigous region A strange continent Immune to all reason And I'm flattered by Your grey matter I love you I hate you
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