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Patrick Wolf - Augustine

As the bell-tower blocks the sunlight
All the seeds in our garden fight
To break and blossom all to be adored
And look your skirt is torn
And there's blood on my sheets
Here comes a lowman of the law
Fist tight, banging on the door
And knocking me down on it's weight
And I let him in
As I pass out into a dream
Whooping cranes and woodland begins
Great white wings beating
In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night
Singing, oh! My Augustine, Augustine!
Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh
Sweet Augustine, Augustine
What does this mean for us?
Does it mean that I can never change my ways
And that's why, love, you shouldn't stay
Still you will and love me
Like a mother, or a maid bringing you down, down
Down on your brazen knees
Watering the worms and weeds
Thinking, why does love leave me so damn cold
And I'm getting old
And is this what it should be
Well... Is it?
Oh! My Augustine, Augustine!
Oh! Is this forever, ever? Oh, oh
Sweet Augustine, Augustine
Do we kill this one tonight?
And now come the tears, heavy and hot
It becomes clear, this is all we got
As I hold you to my bed
Like a cancer or a curse
Be my loving nurse
As we fall back into the impossible dream

only, no tears-
those are for the screams heard as a sigh - those are for the rain that cleans the air of the sky - soon for the dry soil in which the flowers and their seeds now lie - and after all offered to the moons whom can not always holds their head up so high
 
Dreams not waking, creeping down inside the quiet urns

listen to the sound crashing down, crashing into it

the needle is warm, in the arm
throat burns, illusion pain pain pain'

walk out in the street see the vacant eyes dreaming of the dream unbroken
economic repression plays a part i wonder what im going through

pain

wasted away island body in a darkened sea
to avoid chattering taped tape taping human muttering
warning flicker lights the candle burns inside.....

a pain that never dies, crawls up the back and waits for the lies
tall climb edges, edges exhausts no night climbing higher
crawls wicked wire cut, throat explodes, singing of the the vein, no desire great fate

human heart, explodes attacking, pointed sticks in sores the arms
wheres the warning warning shot the light out, wheres the warning

needle is warm in the leg, travels to the heart, human heart flags the blood, flags the blood

a halo of fire, scarring

made of flame, the flower flavor find its worth
calls the tripping strings, supporting

the game of life
the pain

broken chairs
that horror tray of fear
where is the warning, ,,,warning killing me

aching human heart except my patience is giving up on me

river of track mark volcano, upon the arm, open sores allowing ants to crawl in
and i wonder if i missed the warning missed the warning casting away
varnish crack ants symbolize decay
missed the warning, missed the vein, reaching out crying for

where is the warning
heart exploding human heart attack.

skiny PuPPy - love in vein
 
Tool - Lateralus

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out,
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going...
 
Anathema - A Simple Mistake
Think for yourself you know what you need in this life
See for yourself and feel your soul come alive tonight
Here in the moment we share, trembling between the worlds we stare
Out at starlight enshrined, veiled like diamonds in..

...time could be the answer, take a chance or lose it all
It's a simple mistake to make to create love and to fall
So rise and be your master you don't need to be a slave
Of memory ensnared in a web, in a cage

I have found my way to fly free from the constraints of time
I have soared through the sky seen life far below in mind
Breathed in truth, love, serene, sailed on OCEANS OF BELIEF
Searched and found life inside, we're not just a moment in time...

...Could be the answer, take a chance or lose it all
It's a simple mistake to make to create love and to fall
So rise and be your master you don't need to be a slave
Of memory ensnared in a web, in a cage
in a web, in a cage
in a web, in a cage
in a web, in a cage
in a web, in a cage

[spoken words from "Defending Middle-Earth Tolkien: Myth and Modernity" by Patrick Curry:]
Despair is for people who know, beyond any doubt, what the future is going to bring.
Nobody is in that position.
So despair is not only a kind of sin, theologically, but also a simple mistake, because nobody actually knows.
In that sense there always is hope.
 
Fuck the slice we want the pie
Why ask why till we fry
Watch us all stand in line
For a slice of the devil's pie
Drugs and thugs women wine
Three or four at a time
Watch them all stand in line
For a slice of the devils pie

Who am I to justify
All the evil in our eye
When I myself feel the high
From all that I despise

Behind the jail or in the grave
I have to lay in this bed I made
If I die before I wake
I Hope the lord dont hesitate
get to heaven done been through hell
Tell my peeps all is well
All them fools whose soul's for sale
Sitting next to the Jezebel

Demons screaming in my ear
All my anger all my fear
If I holler let them hear
In this spinning sphere

Main ingredients to this dish
Goes like this
Here's the list
Materialistic, greed and lust, jealousy, envious
Bread and dough, cheddar cheese, flash and stash, cash and cream
Temperatures at a high degree
Wheres nigga's come to feast
Hell's this all about
Apocalypse ain't no doubt

EverbodyS hoiN out all the loot all the clout
Right or wrong
Do or die
Only the vengeance will pacify
Watch your back
And so will I
In these days and time

Aint no justice
It's Just us
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Time has come for most of us
choose in which God we trust
I know I was born to die
Search to find
Piece of mind
With eighty five dumb 'n' blind
There can be no compromise

devilsPie- D'angello
 
Song Of Songs________
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Verse- 3
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he hearkened not to me.
I will rise now, and go about in the city, in the market-places, and in the streets, and I will seek him whom my soul loves:
I sought him, but I found him not. The watchmen who go their rounds in the city found me. I said, Have ye seen him whom my soul loves?
It was as a little while after I parted from them, that I found him whom my soul loves:
I held him, and did not let him go, until I brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that ye rouse not nor awake my love, until he please.

Who is this that comes up from the wilderness as pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the perfumer?

Behold Solomon’s bed; sixty mighty men of the mighty ones of Israel are round about it.
They all hold a sword, being expert in war: every man has his sword upon his thigh because of fear by night.
 
Weezer - "Troublemaker"
And when it's party time
Like 1999
I'll party by myself because I'm such a special guy
 
Watch the sun,
As it crawls across a final time
And it feels like,
Like it was a friend.
It is watching us,
And the world we set on fire
Do you wonder,
If it feels the same?

And the sky is filled with light
Can you see it?
All the black is really white
If you believe it
As your time is running out
Let me take away your doubt
You can find a better a place
In this twilight

Dust to dust,
Ashes in your hair remind me
What it feels like
And I won't feel again
Night descends
Could I have been a better person
If I could only do it all again

And the sky is filled with light
Can you see it?
All the black is really white
If you believe it
And the longing that you feel
You know none of this is real
You will find a better a place
In this twilight

On a serious NIN stint the last few months :D
 
Monster Movie - Down, Down, Down

You passed me the second splash
But I'm sick of skipping stones
but welcome down Andrew boy?
Father another broken home
The doctor's won't help you
They'll only tell you when you'll die
Then fill you full of medicine
But your still not satisfied
Down, down, down
It pulls you down, again
Down down down
It holds you down
All over again
And there is a Heaven
That's higher than you know
There is a heaven
Where broken hearts go

They're blowing out candles
The fun never ends
But after the party
Then the darkness descends
Your poor self is carrion
On which your midnight might cease
But defined by your decadence
It bights off more than it needs

Down, down, down
It pulls you down again
Down, down, down
It pulls you down all over again
And there is a heaven
That's higher than you know
There is a heaven
Where broken hearts go
 
I am posting a song due to the similarities of very frequent dreams I have with this kind of content every night. Finally a song that describes many of my dreams

EminemDemon Inside

Yo, alright, yo
I'm possessed by evil demons that torture me while I'm sleeping
I keep dreaming of death and I'm hearing people screaming
The devil's spirit's trapped inside me and I want it out
I'm on the couch bleeding to death in a haunted house
With both of my wrists slit, I'm lifted up in the air
And suspended in animation like someone's holding me there
I feel somebody's cold hands wrapping around my neck
While I choke on my own blood that I swallow and drown to death
But I found a breath and somehow managed to slip the clutches
Nearly blacking out from dizziness and head rushes
Tripping over OD'd bodies of dead lushes
Bloodstains paint the plush carpet like red blushes
Door's open and close by themselves, books fly off shelves
Curtains catch fire, the house melts
My skin blisters and sticks together like twin sisters
The wind blows and shatters windows like ten twisters
Caught a piece of shrapnel in the Adam's apple
Two cups of holy water and I'm looking at 'em half full
But as soon as I go to touch 'em they turn into red rum
It got silent, then all these voices said
"Come follow me into the pits of Hell"
I heard 'em yell "Welcome to the Norman Bates Motel!"
I ring the bell for service and I was greeted by his mother
Covered in dry blood, head still dented from the shovel
I said I need a room so I could try to get some rest
She gave me the keys to the best suite and a bag of cess
And told me that's just for starters, Satan'll be in to see me later
To see if I'm interested in being partners
 
Pains Of Being Pure At Heart: Heart In Your Heartbreak

Take a look around when you're going down
Cuz you'll never feel so high
As when you hid in her arms in the sky and the world slept
And there's no use to say just how much it kills
When it still kills all the same
Every thought of her name like a hand to an open flame



She was the heart in your heartbreak
She was the miss in your mistake
And no matter what you take,
you're never going to forget
She was the tear in a rainstorm
She was the promise that you would've sworn
And no matter what you say,
it's never gonna come back



An ambulance goes by, and you wonder why
It never stops when you want it to
It never stops when you need it to take you away
And your friends don't understand that the world could end,
And it would feel no worse than this
Every thought of the look in her eye
Like a cold California sky



She was the heart in your heartbreak
She was the miss in your mistake
And no matter what you take,
you're never going to forget
She was the tear in a rainstorm
She was the promise that you would've sworn
And no matter what you say,
it's never gonna come back



And no matter what you pray,
It's never gonna take the pain away
And even if she'd stay you know it's wrong
And no matter what you pray,
it's never gonna take the pain away
Cuz even if she'd stay, you know she's gone
 
tearGarden ~ In Search Of My Rose
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I found you crying outside on the wall of Devil's Well...

A hangman's knot around your foot and praying for the spell
to be shattered. May I be the one to rip those shackles clean away
and lead you to a place where loneliness is tackled with a kiss?

A kiss that has no ropes, no strings, and no obligations.
I don't owe you; be quite sure that you don't owe me.

No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
No strings, no ropes, and no obligations-
I don't owe you; don't owe me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiwynSly7BU

... inspired by the Sumerian Women??
 
From throbbongGristles 1979 album: 20 Jazz Funk Greats

I am one of the injured a tear blurs flesh
Dissolving
Like an injured dog
Like wasted limbs get smaller
Pain is the stimulus of pain
But then of course nothing is cured
This is the world now move a fin and the world turns
Sit in a chair and pictures change
Try to eat us
Get trapped
Or injured
Just
_______________________________
t|g - six-six-sixties *
 
Joni Mitchell - "Just Like Me"

He's so independent
He acts like he couldn't care less for us all
He's someone's descendent
Their child
But he'll never acknowledge their call
He's afraid to be loved
And I know he's afraid not to be
And he'll laugh and he'll cry
and someday he'll die
Just like me

Just like me
He's settling a score
With a world
That wants a reason
Every time you turn around
Just like me
He's looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome
Come and lay your troubles down
Just like me

He'll drop his pretenses
You'll see through the stone to the heart of the man
But the moment he senses you've seen him
He'll leave you as fast as he can
He'll return to his shadows
Where no one can look in and see
And he'll wake in the night
And he'll cry like a child
Just like me

Just like me
He's settling a score
With a world that wants a reason
Every time you turn around
Just like me
He's looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome
Come and lay your troubles down
Just like me

I've seen him look hungry for someone
To tell him "You're doing just fine"
The songs that he's sung me
Have loneliness woven between every line
With no strings to hold him
I guess he could call himself free
Yes, he's free to be empty and lonely and wrong
Just like me

Just like me
He's settling a score
With a world that wants a reason
Every time you turn around
Just like me
He's looking for a door
Standing open, saying welcome
Come and lay your troubles down
Just like me
 
Joe Walsh - "A Life of Illusion"

Sometimes I can't help the feeling that I'm
Living a life of illusion
And oh, why can't we let it be
And see thru the hole in this wall of confusion
I just can't help the feeling I'm
Living a life of illusion

Pow, right between the eyes
Oh, how nature loves her little surprises
Wow, it all seems so logical now
It's just one of her better disguises
And it comes with no warning
Nature loves her little surprises
Continual crisis

Hey, don't you know it's a waste of your day
Caught up in endless solutions
That have no meaning, just another hunch
Based upon jumping conclusions
Caught up in endless solutions
Backed up against a wall of confusion
Living a life of illusion
 
Beth Hart - "LA Song"

She hangs around the boulevard
She's a local girl with local scars
She got home late
She got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
& she tried
& she tried
& she tried
& she tried
but nothin's clear in a bar full a lies
So she takes
& she takes
& she takes
& she takes
She understands when she gives it away
She says

Man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.

She's gotta gun
She's got a gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
Don't leave a message 'cause this ain't no home
& she cried
& she cried
& sue cried
& she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed
& she laughed
She laughed
& she left
'Cause she knew she was never comin' back
She said

Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.
It's all she loves It's all she hates It's all too much for her
to take she can't be sure just where it ends or where
the good life begins
So she took a train
She took a train
to a little old town without a name

She met a man he took her hand
but fed her all the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied
& he lied
& he lied
& he lied
he lied like a salesman sellin' flies
So she screamed
& she screamed
& she screamed screamed
& she screamed
it's a different place
but the same old thang
It's all I love It's all I hate It's all too much for me to take
I can't be sure where it begins or if the good life lies within
So she said

Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I'm outta my pain
So I'm goin' back to L.A.
 
The savage mutilation of the human race is set on course

Protest and survive, protest and survive

It's up to us to change that course
Protest and survive, protest and survive
 
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