Lyrics Lyrics that appeal to you today... 2006-2023

[Dtergent]

Was listening to this on a recent hallucinogenic journey.

This poetry is really beautiful. I did cry.


Saul Williams / Release

Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out of breath
Grandma asked me what I'm running for
I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers birth their youngens for
And some say Jesus coming for
For all I know the earth is spinning slow
Suns at half mast 'cause masses ain't aglow
On bended knee, prostrate before an altered tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter versus spirit
A metal ladder
A wooden cross
A plastic bottle of water
A mandala encased in glass
A spirit encased in flesh
Sound from shaped hollows
The thickest of mucus released from heightened passion
A man that cries in his sleep
A truth that has gone out of fashion
A mode of expression
A paint splattered wall
A carton of cigarettes
A bouquet of corpses
A dying forest
A nurtured garden
A privatized prison
A candle with a broken wick
A puddle that reflects the sun
A piece of paper with my name on it
I'm surrounded
I surrender
All
All that I am I have been
All I have been has been a long time coming
I am becoming all that I am
The spittle that surrounds the mouth-piece of the flute
Unheard, yet felt
A gathered wetness
A quiet moisture
Sound trapped in a bubble
Released into wind
Wind fellows and land merchants
We are history's detergent
Water soluble, light particles, articles of cleansing breath
Articles amending death
These words are not tools of communication
They are shards of metal
Dropped from eight story windows
They are waterfalls and gas leaks
Aged thoughts rolled in tobacco leaf
The tools of a trade
Barbers barred, barred of barters
Catch phrases and misunderstandings
But they are not what I feel when I am alone
Surrounded by everything and nothing
And there isn't a word or phrase to be caught
A verse to be recited
A man to de-fill my being in those moments
I am blankness, the contained center of an "O"
The pyramidic containment of an "A"
I stand in the middle of all that I have learned
All that I have memorized
All that I've known by heart
Unable to reach any of it
There is no sadness
There is no bliss
It is a forgotten memory
A memorable escape route that only is found by not looking
There, in the spine of the dictionary the words are worthless
They are a mere weight pressing against my thoughtlessness
But then, who else can speak of thoughtlessness with such confidence
Who else has learned to sling these ancient ideas
like dead rats held by their tails
so as not to infect this newly oiled skin
I can think of nothing heavier than an airplane
I can think of no greater conglomerate of steel and metal
I can think of nothing less likely to fly
There are no wings more weighted
I too have felt a heaviness
The stare of man guessing at my being
Yes I am homeless
A homeless man making offerings to the after-future
Sculpting rubber tree forests out of worn tires and shoe soles
A nation unified in exhale
A cloud of smoke
A native pipe ceremony
All the gathered cigarette butts piled in heaps
Snow covered mountains
Lipsticks smeared and shriveled
Offerings to an afterworld
Tattoo guns and plastic wrappers
Broken zippers and dead eyed dolls
It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me
I have seeded a forest of myself
Little books from tall trees
It matters not what this paper be made of
Give me notebooks made of human flesh
Dried on steel hooks and nooses
Make uses of use, uses of us
It's all overwhelming me, oak and elming me
I have seeded a forest of myself
Little books from tall trees
On bended knee
Prostrate before an altered tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter vs. spirit,
Through meditation I program my heart to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation

 

[dance.ana.dance]

Cocorosie- Werewolf

In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light
Lavender ribbons of rain sang
Ridding my heart of mortal fight

Broken sundown fatherless showdown
Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah i suck dick
Loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls
River sweep away my memories of
Children's things a young mother's love
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh
A young brother skinny and tall my older walks
Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping
Flowers in the water, but I’m just his daughter
Walking down an icy grave leading to my
Schizophrenic father. Weeping willow won't you wallow louder
Searching for my father's power

I'm a shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

He's a black magic wielder some say a witch
Wielded darkness when he was wilein' on his mom's
And born child and he was the bastard the that broke
Up the marriage evil doer doing evil from a baby carriage
And he was born with the same blue eyes
Crystal ships dripping with ice, diamonds coruscate
In the night fireworks electric bright
And now he's got his own two sons
Trys to hide his tears in a world of fun
But loveless bedrooms filled with doom
Bring silent heartache July to June
Swoon over new young hot flame
Mourn the memories later
Laugh now alligator

In a dream my father came to me
And made me swear that I’d keep
What’s sacred to me
And if i get the choice to live in his name
I’ll pray my way through the rain
Singing oh happy day

I don't mean to close the door
But for the record my heart is sore
You blew through me like bullet holes
Left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul
You left me broke down begging for change
Had to catch a ride with a man who's deranged
He had your hands and my father's face
Another western vampire
Different time same place
I has dreams that brings me sadness
Rain much deeper than a river
Sorrow flow through me
Tiny waves of shivers
Corny movies make me reminisce
They break me down easy on this generic love shit
First kiss frog and princess

I'm a shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

 

[Kanga]

Cocorosie- Werewolf

In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light
Lavender ribbons of rain sang
Ridding my heart of mortal fight

Broken sundown fatherless showdown
Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah i suck dick
Loose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls
River sweep away my memories of
Children's things a young mother's love
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh
A young brother skinny and tall my older walks
Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping
Flowers in the water, but I’m just his daughter
Walking down an icy grave leading to my
Schizophrenic father. Weeping willow won't you wallow louder
Searching for my father's power

I'm a shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

He's a black magic wielder some say a witch
Wielded darkness when he was wilein' on his mom's
And born child and he was the bastard the that broke
Up the marriage evil doer doing evil from a baby carriage
And he was born with the same blue eyes
Crystal ships dripping with ice, diamonds coruscate
In the night fireworks electric bright
And now he's got his own two sons
Trys to hide his tears in a world of fun
But loveless bedrooms filled with doom
Bring silent heartache July to June
Swoon over new young hot flame
Mourn the memories later
Laugh now alligator

In a dream my father came to me
And made me swear that I’d keep
What’s sacred to me
And if i get the choice to live in his name
I’ll pray my way through the rain
Singing oh happy day

I don't mean to close the door
But for the record my heart is sore
You blew through me like bullet holes
Left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul
You left me broke down begging for change
Had to catch a ride with a man who's deranged
He had your hands and my father's face
Another western vampire
Different time same place
I has dreams that brings me sadness
Rain much deeper than a river
Sorrow flow through me
Tiny waves of shivers
Corny movies make me reminisce
They break me down easy on this generic love shit
First kiss frog and princess

I'm a shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

What the FUCK. I'm listening to this song RIGHT NOW. And I've been listening to it for the last 3 days on repeat.

Dude this is too weird.


Also, this:

just another sunday paddleboat ride
on a man made lake with another lady stanger
if i remain lost and die on a cross
at least i wasn't born in a manger
i can sense somewhere right now being prayed for
seems like i always arrive on the same shore
from where my sails set maybe with one less lady
than my vessel left with, is that a threat
oh i've stayed scarce this last year yes
but be assured in unrest
i'm unavoidable like death this christmas
is this twisted why be upset
i never said i didn't have syphillis miss listless
hard like the bricks i pound my fists with
i mean she's hard like the bricks that i pound with my fists

 

[suki_lives]

Jet - Shine On... for 1.2

Please don't cry
You know I'm leaving here tonight
Before I go I want you to know that there will always be a light

And if the moon had to runaway
And all the stars didn't wanna play
Don't waste the sun on a rainy day
The wind will soon blow it all away

So many times I'd planned
To be much more than who I am
And if I let you down I will follow you 'round until you understand

That if the moon had to runaway
And all the stars didn't wanna play
Don't waste the sun on a rainy day
The wind will soon blow it all away

When the days all seem the same
Don't feel the cold or wind or rain
Everything will be okay
We will meet again one day
I will shine on, for everyone

So please don't cry
Although I leave you here this night
Where ever I may go how far I don't know
But I will always be your light

That if the moon had to runaway
And all the stars didn't wanna play
Don't waste the sun on a rainy day
The wind will soon blow it all away

When the days all seem the same
Don't feel the cold or wind or rain
Everything will be okay
We will meet again one day
I will shine on, for everyone
When the days all seem the same
Don't feel the cold or wind or rain
Everything will be okay
We will meet again one day
I will shine on, for everyone

 

[suki_lives]

Archive - Goodbye 1.2

I’m thinking of you
In my sleep
I know I could talk
The worst kind of sound
I know this things
Cannot be repaired
When I wake up
I’ll be in despair

Cos I know I’ve got to say
I know I’ve got to say
Goodbye baby goodbye
Goodbye baby goodbye
You’re my sweetheart goodbye
You’re my sweetest goodbye

I know I’m gonna look
So, so, so, so bad
But there’s no easy way
For me to have to walk away
But I don’t want to hear this no more
And I don’t want to feel this no more
And I don’t want to see this no more
And I don’t want to experience this no more

Cos I know I’ve got to say
I know I’ve got say
Goodbye baby goodbye
Goodbye baby goodbye
You’re my sweetheart goodbye
You’re my sweetest goodbye
Goodbye (Repeat)
You’re my sweetest (Repeat)

 

[New]

One - Metallica

I can't remember anything
can't tell if this is true or dream
deep down inside I feel to scream
this terrible silence stops me

now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
that there's not much left of me
nothing is real but pain now

hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me

back in the womb it's much too real
in pumps life that I must feel
but can't look forward to reveal
look to the time when I'll live

fed through the tube that sticks in me
just like a wartime novelty
tied to machines that make me be
cut this life off from me

hold my breath as I wish for death
oh please God, wake me

now the world is gone I'm just one
oh God, help me hold my breath as I wish for death

darkness imprisoning me
all that I see
absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
trapped in myself
body my holding cell

landmine has taken my sight
taken my speech
taken my hearing
taken my arms
taken my legs
taken my soul
left me with life in hell

 

[a100unitSHOT]

AFI - Salt for Your Wounds

There's a tear in my heart where the blood ran out.
There's a tear in my heart where the love ran out.
I thought we worked, pushed towards the same ends
I'll never be so quick to trust, trust again!

Disenchanted, Disgusted! I regret that I trusted
I put my faith, my faith in you - you poisoned me through and through

I thought we both shared the same injuries
Now I've found, it's YOU who injures ME
My heart is cracked from being left out in the cold
I know you'll pay for what you've taken, tenfold

Disenchanted, Disgusted! I regret that I trusted.
I put my faith, my faith in them. They twisted the knife further in.

 

[a100unitSHOT]

Oh my God, my God this can't be happening!
God tell me, tell me this isn't real
I can't believe all that I have forseen is finally happening
I can not for a single second stand the way I feel!
I always knew, I always saw it coming
Enveloped now, encased by my worst fear
I never felt the nausea of longing to feel nothing
I never wanted to cease to exist, just disappear.

"A Single Second" (First Verse) by AFI

Sorry for the double post, but no one's posted in here since my last one and it's been a few days... lol

 

[moth.]

joanna newsom blows my fucking mind.

Only Skin - Joanna Newsom

And there was a booming above you
That night, black airplanes flew over the sea
And they were lowing and shifting like
Beached whales

Shelled snails
As you strained and you squinted to see
The retreat of their hairless and blind cavalry

You froze in your sand shoal
Prayed for your poor soul
Sky was a bread roll, soaking in a milk-bowl
And when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke
My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spo

Then there was a silence you took to mean something:
Mean, run, sing
For alive you will evermore be
And the plague of the greasy black engines a-skulkin'
Has gone east
While you're left to explain them to me
Released from their hairless and blind cavalry

With your hands in your pockets, stubbily running
To where I'm unfresh, undressed and yawning
Well, what is this craziness? This crazy talking?
You caught some small death when you were sleepwalking

It was a dark dream, darlin', it's over
The firebreather is beneath the clover
Beneath his breathing there is cold clay, forever
A toothless hound-dog choking on a feather

But I took my fishingpole (fearing your fever)
Down to the swimminghole, where there grows bitter herb
That blooms but one day a year by the riverside - i'd bring it here:
Apply it gently
To the love you've lent me

While the river was twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed
And the string sobbed, as it cut through the hustling breeze
And I watched how the water was kneading so neatly
Gone treacly
Nearly slowed to a stop in this heat
- frenzy coiling flush along the muscles beneath

Press on me: we are restless things
Webs of seaweed are swaddling
You call upon the dusk
Of the musk of a squid
Shot full of ink, until you sink into your crib

Rowing along, among the reeds, among the rushes
I heard your song, before my heart had time to hush it!
Smell of a stone fruit being cut and being opened
Smell of a low and of a lazy cinder smoking

And when the fire moves away
Fire moves away, son
Why would you say
I was the last one?

Scrape your knee; it is only skin
Makes the sound of violins
When you cut my hair, and leave the birds the trimmings
I am the happiest woman among all women

And the shallow
Water
Stretches as far as I can see
Knee-deep, trudging along
A seagull weeps; "so long"

I'm humming a threshing song
Until the night is over
Hold on!
Hold on!
Hold your horses back from the fickle dawn

I have got some business out at the edge of town
Candy weighing both of my pockets down
'Til I can hardly stay afloat, from the weight of them
(and knowing how the common-folk condemn
What it is I do, to you, to keep you warm
Being a woman, being a woman)

But always up the mountainside you're clambering
Groping blindly, hungry for anything:
Picking through your pocket linings - well, what is this?
Scrap of sassafras, eh sisyphus?

I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain
Little sister, he will be back again
I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain
Spiders ghosts
hang soaked and danglin'
Silently from all the blooming cherry trees
In tiny nooses, safe from everyone
- nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and done
Be a woman, be a woman!

Though we felt the spray of the waves
We decided to stay till the tide rose too far
We weren't afraid, cause we know what you are
And you know that we know what you are

Awful atoll
O, incalculable indiscreetness and sorrow!
Bawl, bellow:
Sibyl sea-cow, all done up in a bow

Toddle and roll;
Teeth an impalpable bit of leather
While yarrow, heather and hollyhock
Awkwardly molt along the shore

Are you mine?
My heart?
Mine anymore?

Stay with me for awhile
That's an awfully real gun
I know life will lay you down
As the lightning has lately done

Failing this, failing this,
Follow me, my sweetest friend
To see what you anointed in pointing your gun there

Lay it down! Nice and slow!
There is nowhere to go, save up
Up where the light, undiluted, is weaving in a drunk dream
At the sight of my baby, out back:
Back on the patio watching the bats bring night in
- while, elsewhere, estuaries of wax-white
Wend, endlessly, towards seashores unmapped

Last week our picture window produced a half-word
Heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird
We stood and watched her gape like a rattlesnake
And pant and labour over every intake

I said a sort of prayer for some sort of rare grace
Then thought I ought to take her to a higher place
Said: "dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you
And though you die, bird, you will have a fine view"

Then in my hot hand
She slumped her sick weight
We tramped through the poison oak
Heartbroke and inchoate

The dogs were snapping
So you cuffed their collars
While I climbed the tree-house
Then how I hollered!
Cause she'd lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two

Then, saw the treetops, cocked her head and up and flew
(while, back in the world that moves, often
According to the hoarding of these clues
Dogs still run roughly around
Little tufts of finch-down)

The cities we passed were a flickering wasteland
But his hand in my hand made them hale and harmless
While down in the lowlands the crops are all coming;
We have everything
Life is thundering blissful towards death
In a stampede of his fumbling green gentleness

You stopped by, I was all alive
In my doorway, we shucked and jived
And when you wept, I was gone:
See, I got gone when I got wise
But I can't with certainty say we survived

Then down, and down
And down, and down
And down, and deeper
Stoke without sound
The blameless flames
You endless sleeper

Through fire below, and fire above, and fire within
Sleeped through the things that couldn't have been if you hadn't have been

And when the fire moves away
Fire moves away, son
Why would you say
I was the last one?

All my bones they are gone, gone, gone
Take my bones, I don't need none
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on!
Suck all day on a cherry stone

Dig a little hole, not three inches round
Spit your pit in the hole in the ground
Weep upon the spot for the starving of me!
Till up grow a fine young cherry tree

Well when the bough breaks, what'll you make for me?
A little willow cabin to rest on your knee
What'll I do with a trinket such as this?
Think of your woman, who's gone to the west

But I'm starving and freezing in my measly old bed!
Then i'll crawl across the salt flats to stroke your sweet head
Come across the desert with no shoes on!
I love you truly, or I love no-one

Fire
Moves
Away

Fire moves away, son
Why would you say
I was the last one?

Clear the room! There's a fire, a fire, a fire
Get going, and I'm going to be right behind you
And if the love of a woman or two, dear,
Couldn't move you to such heights, then all I can do
Is do, my darling, right by you

 

[motiv311]

Anything by Colin Hay (formerly of men at work)

I come from a land down under!"


--

And still this emptiness persists, perhaps this is as good as it gets.
When you've given up the drink;
and those nasty cigarretes

Now I leave the party early ;
At least with no regrets

yeah! this is as good as it gets!

--

My my my it sa beatiful world
I like sleeping with Marie
She is one sexy girl full of mystery
says she doesn't love me; but she likes my company
For Now thats good enough for me!

 

[lystra]

Oh, her eyes are underneath the ground
I have heard the crying sound
No one can stop you now
No one can stop you now

Her eyes are basking in the sun
No one knows why she did the things she’s done

Ocean, swallow me now
Ocean, swallow me now

In the garden, with my mother
I stole a flower
With my mother, in her power
I stole a flower

I saw six eyes glistening in my womb
I felt you calling me in the gloom

Rest assured your love is pure
Rest assured your love is pure

In the garden, with my mother
I stole a flower
With my mother, in her power
I chose a flower


Antony and the Johnsons- Her Eyes Are Underneath the Ground

 

[Captain.Heroin]

Black Metal/Ambient from Denmark

This was written by a band member named Nattetale, though the music and vocals are done by Jakob Zagrobelny. The band is from Denmark, and does black metal/ambient.

The lyrical content won't be agreeable with many people (I opted not to post the title of the band, that should tell you something ), so I urge you to read other people's lyrics above my post. They are probably more to your liking.

If you actually like black metal/ambient, then I'm sure nothing in these lyrics are going to be too abhorrent to you.

II

Life Revisited

NSFW:

A journey through damnation. It grows within me, breathes within me. A dark plague which has risen in my mind.
Nothingness, emptiness and total desolation. The pain grows day by day. My mind screams for silence
"unleash the pain, set it free and let your life be swallowed by the eternal darkness. Join us in our common solitude"
it whispers to me. "And we will conquer our inner demons" deep, deep within it is, and it is waiting in a never-ending nap
blood, so rare, so unique in the right surroundings. It flows so uniquely down the sides of the tub
a beautiful sight in the eyes of the beholder. Of me. Nothing was ever more pure than this
the pain within rises as the darkness embraces me. "It had to be done. And so it was", yes so it was
the eternal darkness sets me free and unleashes my inner demon. Life revisited in my true form
set your mind free, set it free and join me in an early death

Fooling the Weak

NSFW:

Why do I live in a world which is not real?
Liquid swords of death. Depths of solitude. Nights of pure hatred. Hours of self mutilation
Why do I let my mind caress me like this?
Liquid swords of death. Depths of solitude. Nights of pure hatred. Hours of self mutilation
How can I let this slip through my suspicious mind?
I do not care about your opinions anymore. They mean nothing to me. A reckless past catching up to me... and for what?
I demand answers, and they are not hard to find
This tormenting reality makes you dream of things you can never have, or will ever live to see
Life is so obscene, it fools the weak. It lets you dream eternally. It sickens me and it pisses me off
I for one want to dream eternally, to see the injustice. To control my life and my situation
Solutions are rare and the answer lies in death. Death hails the courageous
Calling from beyond the cut of this blade. I need only to flick my wrist and the escape is at hand

If I ever get around to writing anything (of this nature) I'll make sure to put it in NSFW tags too.

 

[Captain.Heroin]

Self Titled Release

Same band as before.
Same forewarning as before; the odds are you won't get anything positive out of these lyrics, I'm sure the previous posters have plenty of more interesting lyrics than this post does.

Chapter I

NSFW:

Join me brother of blood. Help me create a war.
We are just puppets dancing the way they want us to.
And I have grown weary of it. I want to spill their blood.
Nothing shall remain holy.
Body parts and severed heads shall fill the landscape.
Above the corpses we shall stand proud and laugh at their disgrace.
Our veins we shall slit, spilling our blood on the butchered bodies.
Laughing till death.
We were masters of life and death in that specific moment.
And we chose death.

Chapter II

NSFW:

Burnt is the landscape. I stand proud and behold this.
Their churches have been burnt, sick and perverted desecrations have been done.
Their regime has ended. It is time for the northern heritage to return.
It will create a dark and violent age where no Christian life shall be spared.
I find myself in a puddle of blood, knowing it was an illusion.
As I drop lifeless to the floor.
Follow my footprints of blood: my steps of blood.
Leave everything behind you and step into my reality.
Where no happiness is found. Feel the wind torment your skin.
Feel the sun burn your skin and turn to stone.
Feel my razorblades tongue and cut yourself deep and desirably.
Let the blood run in an overflowing stream and submit to my suicide and yours.
Nothing but death in this life is certain.
You may be in some state of happiness but none of this will stay real.
You are trapped in a spider's web.
You might as well just kill yourself.

Chapter III

NSFW:

Woke up to another day in this hellhole. My mind fucks up my soul.
Sitting in this rubber cell of mine with nothing sharp whatsoever.
But the mind is as good as any knife that cuts to the bone.
I am a divine interception.
Cut as deep as my everlasting pain. Blood flowing.
This crappy human medicine wont cure me. I am immune to it.
My great salvation lies within this suicidal mind of mine.
Join me in this wicked state of suicide.
Do you feel like cutting your wrist?
Do you have the feeling that you want to butcher somebody?
Do you want to see blood and deep scar wounds.
Do you want to die or have a near death experience.
Then try my cure.
Take a bottle of Absinthe and a handful of razorblades.
Empty the bottle and I promise you will wake up with either
Stab wounds or another persons blood all over you
You suck! Kill yourself!!!

Chapter IV

NSFW:

Is life just another test to prove me wrong? Is this never-ending struggle just another lie?
Are these shitty feelings just another fairytale of happiness? Are these scars real or just another open wound?
Are these people real or just ghosts in the wind? Is this a fork or a knife? The blood seems real.
This knife seems to kindly. Touch my skin. This is dying not living. This is the border between life and death.
Only death is real.
Strangle me. Stab me to death. Poison my scars. Death is so profane. Death is what I hunger to experience.
A lifeless body with a soul rotten of wasted years in this they call life.
So I kneel before you, a never-ending wish as I beg you to end my life.
Fool? Why are you so weak? Why can you not do what I dare not?
Cut my wrists. Poison my scars. What keeps you from ending my life?
Do not pity me as this is what I long for. I give up. Caressed by this shitty life.
I must find strength within this grim body of mine.
Searching in this open wound called a soul I find enough strength to cut my wrists.
But it isn't enough. Nothing shall ease this long awaited pain.
Some pure alcohol should definitely make the blood run quicker and make the pain bigger.
A final attempt to make my death honorable; I drag myself outside to die in public hopefully giving these humans trauma.
What a lifeless body...

 

[suki_lives]

"Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning" by Morrissey

Always looking for attention
Always needs to be mentioned
Who does she
Think she should be ?
The shrill cry through darkening air
Doesn't she know he's
Had such a busy day ?

Tell her ... sshhh
Somebody tell her ... sshhh
Oh, no way, no way, there's no movement
Oh, oh, hooray
Slowest ...

It was only a test
But she swam too far
Against the tide
She deserves all she gets
The sky became marked with stars
As an out-stretched arm slowly
Disappears

Hooray
Oh hooray
No, oh, oh, woh, there's no movement
No, oh, hooray
Oh, hooray

Please don't worry
There'll be no fuss
She was ... nobody's nothing

(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)

When he awoke
The sea was calm
And another day passes like a dream
There's no ... no way

(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)

 

[Liquid Sunshine]

The Patient, Tool


A groan of tedium escapes me, stuttering, fearful.
Is this a test?
It has to be. otherwise I can't go on.
Draining patience. drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old.

But I'm still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. and I'm still right
Here.
But I'm still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. and I'm still right
Here.

I'm gonna wait it out

If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.

I'm gonna wait it out

If there were no desire to heal
The damaged and broken met along this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.

I still may. and I still may.
Be patient.

I must keep reminding myself of this...

If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
And I still may. and I still may. and I still may.

I'm gonna wait it out.
I'm gonna wait it out.
Gonna wait it out.
Gonna wait it out.


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Captain Heroin, I went through an ambient black metal phase a few years back. Do you listen to any other metal?

 

[Captain.Heroin]

Captain Heroin, I went through an ambient black metal phase a few years back. Do you listen to any other metal?

Why yes!

I listen to a ton of metal actually. A quick run down of the basic music genres I listen to... Ambient, Black Metal, Death Metal, Doom Metal (including non-metal sub genres like Drone, Funeral Doom, etc.), Industrial. I listen to some grind and thrash but not a lot of it, nor do I listen to it frequently. Sometimes I get into the mood to listen to grind (deathgrind > grindcore, I don't like the latter as much) but it's not often.

I had an index of my music collection, but the website went magically POOF so I guess that free ride was over LOL, so I am making a new site as we speak. I'll PM you the URL.

 

[motiv311]

My, my, my it's a beautiful world

i like swimming in the sea

i like to go out beyond the white breakers

where a man can still be free (or a woman if you are one)

i like swimming in the sea



my, my, my it's a beautiful world

i like drinking Irish tea

with a little bit of Lapsang Souchong

i like making my own tea



my, my, my it's a beautiful world

i like driving in my car

roll the top down, sometimes i travel quite far

travel to the ocean and stare up at the stars

i like driving in my car



all around is anger

automatic guns

death in large numbers

and no respect for women or our little ones

i tried talking to Jesus

but he just put me on hold

said he'd been swamped by calls this week

and he could not shake his cold



and still this emptiness persists

perhaps this is as good as it gets

when you've given up the drink

and those nasty cigarettes

now i leave the party early, at least with no regrets

i watch the sun as it comes up, i watch it as it sets

yeah, this is as good as it gets



my, my, my it's a beautiful world

i like sleeping with Marie

she is one sexy girl full of mystery

says she doesn't love me

but she likes my company

for now that's good enough for me



my, my, my it's a beautiful world

i like swimming in the sea

i like to go out beyond the white breakers

where a man can still be free (or a woman if you are one)

i like swimming in the sea

yeah

Colin Hay

 

[lil angel15]

Wonderwall- Ryan Adams version.

Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you shoulda, somehow, realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

Back beat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day but they'll never throw it back to you
By now you shoulda somehow realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads that lead you there were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

 

[drscience]

1
madness...madness...
madness tight on the heads of the rebels;
the bitterness erupts like a hot-blast.
broke glass;
rituals of blood on the burning,
served by a cruel in-fighting;
five nights of horror and of bleeding.
broke glass;
cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate
and the stabbings.
it's war amongst the rebels:
madness...madness...war.

2
night number one was in BRIXTON:
SOFRANO B sound system
was a beating out a rhythm with a fire,
coming doun his reggae-reggae wire;
i was a sound shaking doun your spinal colunm,
a bad music tearing up your flesh;
and he rebels them start a fighting,
the yout them jus turn wild.
it's war amongst the rebels:
madness...madness...war.

3
night number two doun at SHEPHERD'S
right up RAILTON ROAD;
it was a night named Friday
when everyone was high on brew
or drew a pound or two worth a kally.
sound coming doun NEVILLE KING'S music iron;
he rhythm jus bubbling an back-firing,
raging an rising, then suddenly the music cut:
steel blade drinking blood in darkness.
it's war amongst the rebels:
madness...madness...war.

4
night number three,
over the river,
right outside the RAINBOW:
inside JAMES BROWN was screaming soul,
outside the rebels were freezing cold;
babylonian tyrants descended,
pounced on the brothers who were bold;
so with a flick,
of he wrist,
a jab and a stab,
the song of blades was sounded,
the bile of oppression was vomited,
and two policemen wounded.
righteous righteous war.
AUDIO

5
night number four at a blues dance
a blues dance:
two rooms packed an he pressure pushing up;
hot. hot heads. ritual of blood in a blues dance.
broke glass;
splintering fire, axes, blades, brain-blast;
rebellion rushing doun he wrong road,
storm blowing doun the wrong tree.
and LEROY bleeds near death on the fourth night,
in a blues dance,
on a black rebellious night.
it's war amongst he rebels:
madness...madness...war.

6
night number five at the TELEGRAPH:
vengeance walked through the doors
so slow
so smooth
so tight an ripe an smash!
broke glass;
a bottle finds a head
an the shell of he fire-hurt cracks;
the victim feels fear
finds hands
holds knife
finds throat;
o the stabbings an the bleeding an the blood.
it's war amongst the rebels:
madness...madness...war.


Linton Kwesi Johnson

 

[DamagedLemon]

Dirty Dream Number Two - Belle and Sebastian

I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street
Unlucky, I've got no place to go and so I follow my feet

A choice is facing you, a healthy dose of pain
A choice is facing you as you stare through the rain
A choice is facing you but I choose to refrain for today
Tomorrow we'll be back in trouble again

Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with a comedian
Stop short of going all the way, you'll have to make it someday

Why is this happening to you, you're not a child
Why is this happening, you've too much on your mind
Things creep up on you when you are fast asleep
You are dreaming, you are sleepy
You are stuck to the sheets

In a town so small there's no escaping you
In a town so small there's no escape from view
In a town so small there's nothing left to do

Dream two you couldn't see her face, but you saw everything else
Dream two was pretty special, easily beats loving yourself

Could you put a name to someone else's sigh?
Could you put a face to someone else's eyes?
Is it someone that you'd maybe recognise?
But it all fades into morning when you open your eyes