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"Would It Matter" Skillet

If I wasn't here tomorrow
Would anybody care
If my time was up I wanna know
You were happy I was there
If I wasn't here tomorrow
Would anyone lose sleep
If I wasn't hard and hollow
Then maybe you would miss me

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone
Someone that I like better
I can never forget
So don't remind me of it forever

What if I just pulled myself together
Would it matter at all
What if I just try not to remember
Would it matter at all
All the chances that have passed me by
Would it matter if I gave it one more try
Would it matter at all

If I wasn't here tomorrow
Would anybody care
Still stuck inside this sorrow
I've got nothing and going nowhere

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone
Someone that I like better
I can never forget
So don't remind me of it forever

What if I just pulled myself together
Would it matter at all
What if I just try not to remember
Would it matter at all
All the chances that have passed me by
Would it matter if I gave it one more try
Would it matter at all

I know I'm a mess and I wanna be someone
Someone that I like better
Can you help me forget
Don't wanna feel like this forever...forever

What if I just pulled myself together
Would it matter at all
What if I just try not to remember
Would it matter at all
All the chances that have passed me by
Would it matter if I gave it one more try

If I live tomorrow
Would anybody care
Stuck in this sorrow
Going nowhere

All the chances that have passed me by
Would it matter if I gave it one more try
Would it matter at all
 
cause i have to know the story of your bones
and i long to rove the map of your skin
and i'm tired of us both feeling loved - yet alone
i want to feel where you've hurt...
i want to taste where you've been.
but what will they say..
will they still come and hear me..
when they know i love you this way..
as i read you with my mouth and my finger tips
like berries you color my hands -
like wine you stain lips.
 
Arctic Monkeys - Piledriver Waltz:

I etched a face of a stopwatch
On the back of a raindrop
And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass

I heard an unhappy ending
It sort of sounds like you leaving
I heard the piledriver waltz
It woke me up this morning

You look like you've been for breakfast
At the heartbreak hotel
And sat in the back booth
By the pamphlets and the literature
On how to lose
Your waitress was miserable
And so was your food
If you're gonna try and walk on water
Make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

Mystery's flashing amber
Go green when you answer
But the red on the rest of the questionnaire
Never changes

I heard the news that you're planning
To shoot me out of a cannon
I heard the piledriver waltz
It woke me up this morning

You look like you've been for breakfast
At the heartbreak hotel
And sat in the back booth
By the pamphlets and the literature
On how to lose
Your waitress was miserable
And so was your food
If you're gonna try and walk on water
Make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

Ohh, piledriver
 
TYPE OF NEGATIVE – LOVE YOU TO DEATH

RIP PETER STEELE!

In her place one hundred candles burning,
As salty sweat drips from her breast.

her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying,
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... yeah.

Yeah.

Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine,
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?

Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying,
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... yeah.

Yeah.

I beg to serve, your wish is my law,
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death.

Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying?
Begging,
I say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get.. yeah.

Let me love you to...
Let me love you to death.

To death.

Let me love you to...
Let me love you to death.

To death.

Am I good enough for you?
Am I good enough for you?
Am I?
For you?
Am I?
For you?

Am I good enough
For you?
 
Private Investigations
~Dire Straits
Songwriters: KNOPFLER, MARK


It's a mystery to me - the game commences
For the usual fee - plus expenses
Confidential information - is a diary
This is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry
I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts in this line of work
Treachery and treason - there's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason I still can't get used to it
And what have you got at the end of the day?
What have you got to take away?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
Blinds on the windows and a pain behind the eyes
Scarred for life - no compensation
Private investigations

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IxS-ICzjO6I
 
There are places I remember
All my life, though some have
changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can
recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their
meaning
When I think of love as something
new
Though I know I'll never lose
affection
For people and things that went
before
I know I'll often stop and think
about them
In my life I love you more
Though I know I'll never lose
affection
For people and things that went
before
I know I'll often stop and think
about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more
 
You were most beautiful as the damage and the trauma
Pounding hard with battered wings of destiny
You were my last great war
You were my heaven ablaze
Riddled with faults and fractures
And I spent my last of days burning my oldest of bridges
And I spent my last of nights killing the best of friends
In the company of thieves, liars, beggers and whores
I'll lay waiting, just waiting for my time to come

converge - fault and fracture
 
saints walk the earth
they don't patrol the skies
they're the people right behind you
riding tandem through the night
it's the comfort that's discovered
between two sets of eyes
it's the hand that stills the other
that shakes like candlelight

tandem/protest the hero

<3
 
When they crucify your body
On the white wall above your bed
The words your body bleeds down
Will describe my happiness
The joy l'm feeling now
As the universe withdraws
Is equal to the pain
My mother choked out from her jaws
As she endured without complaint
Then laid me out into the sun
Like some skin from in her throat
Like a living piece of scum
Like a red sack full of failure
Infested with my future crumbs
Of pleasure pain and fear and hatred
And hunger for your helpless tongue
With your naked back on gravel scraping
And your claws hooked in my neck
You know l'm just your little infant crawling
Down your bloody stinking mess
And all you people I once knew
You betrayed me once too much
l'd like to sew your eyelids shut
While planting seeds of hatred in your guts
Then masturbating slow and lazy
I'll feel the pain that you'll soon feel
When my memories infect you
With the disease that never heals

swans - low life form
 
I remember when,
I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions have 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?
Possibly

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 live 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

But maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
ouh ouh crazy

Read more: Gnarls Barkley - Crazy Lyrics | MetroLyrics
 
My shadow
Change is coming through my shadow
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking scabs again

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.
 
Bad meets Evil:
"Above The Law" (Hook)

"Sometimes life seems so unfortunate,
That's why I don't give a shit,
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer it's just disproportionate,
You don't know just what I go through,
That's why I would rather show you,
Just how far that I can take it..
Every rule I'm breaking it."
 
" Don't call me the champ,
Call me the space shuttle destroyer,
I just blew up the Challenger.."

-Eminem
 
For crying out loud, my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that this rhyme took me
Ejecting styles from
my lethal weapon
My pen that rocksfrom here to Oregon
Here's more again, catch it like a psycho flashback
I love Gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back
I come with shit in all types of shapes and sounds
And where I lounge is my stomping grounds
I give a order to my peeps across the water
To go and snatch up props all around the border
And get far like a shooting star
Cause who I are is living the life of Pablo Escobar
Point-blank as I kick the square biz
There it is, you're fucking with pros and there it goes
-Ghostface Killah. GFK for president!!!.
 
Quartermaster by Living Tombstone feat. Automatic Jack and Nexgen

[VERSE 1]‎

‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]‎
Yo, when I step in, man the room goes quiet,‎
nobody dares move 'cause I am the riot,‎
I'm the one they love and adore on sight,‎
I'm the mutha fuckin' Quartermaster here all night, that's right,‎

I walk right in ・ single coin gleamin',‎
all the bitches step back ・ packed to the ceilin',‎
hear the whispers all around, no, you ain't dreamin',‎
I'm the Mutha Fuckin Quartermaster, best be beleivin'‎

‎*DAMN RIGHT!!* - I can play a quarter all night!‎
‎*DAMN RIGHT!!* - 25 cents for life!‎
‎*DAMN RIGHT!!* - I never take damage to my sprite!‎
I control the world of Darkness I control the world of...‎

Light! I'm talkin' 'bout the arcade,‎
bitches give me beers and head, hopin' they gon' get laid,‎
never need a wingman, I'm the only GRADE-A
Bonafide, Certified, Quartermaster FAT -- PAID!‎



‎[VERSE 2]‎

‎[NEXGEN]
In the game center sharp as a dirk,
Know that the arcade is the arc of my work,
And I'm markin' my turf, people tuggin' on shirts,
Askin' 'bout this fly thug with a smug of a smirk,‎

It's obvious that I'm the new kid in the buildin',‎
Got 'em talkin' shit, 'cause I'm screwin' what they dealin',‎
Top 'em like a ceilin', girls catch feelin's,‎
They should kick me out with the stacks that I'm stealin',‎
‎
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* - And I don't ever get a game over,
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* - I got 'em herdin' up like I'm a drover,
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* - I go all night and never lose,
Beat the boss fights, I go on forever, dude,

No one can stop me now,
I'm OP as fuck, no one is takin' me down,
But yo', what's this? Someone is taking my spotlight,
Look up and see the dude who's also playing shit all night,
‎

‎
‎[CHORUS]‎

‎[NEXGEN]
Jump the border I'm about to do some rash shit,
Step up to the Quartermaster's Corner and I ask him,
Up for a challenge? I manage no damage,
Tear you up and ravage, paired up with a savage,
One good round and I make a bitch through though,
Don't fuck around, I don't take shit too, bro,‎
Clearly I'll be hittin', even take hits too, yo',
Leave your name written in an 8-bit Tombstone!


‎
‎[VERSE THREE]‎

‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]
Normally you couldn't even talk to me, rook, but I
see the score you rollin' and it's worth a second look!
‎
‎[NEXGEN]
Level while I'm at it leave Automatic disjointed,
All climatic and I'm no disappointment!
‎
‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]
You wanna touch the stars, kid, then look no further,‎
seal up yo coffin', steal yo fame like a burglar!
‎
‎[NEXGEN]
Clearly deranged as I aim for the knees,
Jingle change in my jeans, finger pains from my sprees!
‎
‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]‎
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* One of us will die this night!!

‎[NEXGEN]
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* - I'm not scared of you homie, so let's fight,

‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]
‎*DAMN RIGHT!* You diggin' your grave, that's alright,‎
I'm the mutha fuckin' Quartermaster; hardly gonna be a fight!
‎[PAUSE] I see you got the skills to bring a challenge,‎
and It's rare I get a chance to match with talent, so let's have it!
‎
‎[NEXGEN]
Last round, stand down, 'bout to lay the smackdown,
All of a sudden I see the Quartermaster back out!


‎
‎[FINAL CHORUS]

‎[NEXGEN]
Tracked down, followed out the door,
Get the fuck back in here so we can settle the score,
Am I a threat to oppose, are you afraid to lose?
I know that it's supposed to be left to fate to choose!

‎[AUTOMATIC JACK]
All the while I been lookin' for someone to compare,‎
and now I found you I don't have have to stay and look for an heir,‎
I remain undefeated, it was anyone's game,‎
but you the Quartermaster now so bring some pride to the name!‎
 
It is not necessary that you go outside. Stay at your table and listen.
Don't even listen, only wait.
Don't even wait, be absolutely silent and alone.
The world will become yours for you to unmask it, it can't do less or more, ecstatic, it will bend before you.

Franz Kafka. (Meditations on sin, suffering, hope and the true path)
 
Alright,
lets pretend, marshall mathers never picked up a pen
lets pretend, things woulda been no different
pretend he procrastinated and had no motivation
pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin
they could blow away with the wind
marshall youre never gonna make it
makes no sense to play the game
there aint no way that you'll win
pretend he'd just stay outside all day
and play with his friends
pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
and it wasnt time to move and schools werent changing again
he wasnt socially akward and just strange as a kid
he had a father and his mother wasnt crazy as shit
and he never dreamed he could rip stadiums
and just lazy as shit
fuck a talent show in the gymnasium, bitch
you wont amount to shit, quit day dreaming, kid
you need to get your cranium checked
you're thinking like an alien, it just aint realistic
now pretend things just make him angry with this shit
and there was no one he could even aim when he's pissed at
and his alarm went off to wake him but he didnt make it to the rap olympics
left to his plane and he missed it
he's gonna have a hard time explaining to hailey and lainey
these food stamps and this weak shit
cause he never risked shit, he hoped and he wished it
but it didnt fall on his lap so he aint even here
he pretends that ..
 
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been staring in my dreams
Lord I miss you.
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"

You've been strung up for her too long,
You know - girls will come and go -
They're just like streetcars...
I've been staying here too long,
Sometimes I feel so
Abandoned...

Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say

Lord, I miss you child
 
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