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What Song fits your current mood Vs Ears of the World

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Really like the Type O Negative song, it has been over a decade since I have listened to them!
The live version of Nobody Likes Me was good too :)



It's hard to face what we've become
Broken dreams and empty songs
We want to live but can't go on
We want a reason but it's gone

I thought I knew just who I was
The sickness seeps through all of us
We want a chance but it's all gone
We want some answers to be strong

Now you're running out of time
And it hurts so bad inside
And it's eating you alive
And now there's no one by your side

You can't hide behind your lies no more
The future's in our hands, not yours
We'll rise against to find a cure
The answer's in this world

Will you cry for me?
Will you die for me?
'Cause Heaven's far and when I go there
They don't answer me
And I will die for you
And I will cry for you
'Cause this is how unhappiness seems like it's far, it's true

I know the question's on your mind
I see you struggling all the time
You know it's me that's on your mind
Your eyes are closed, you're losing sight

I know the future's not so bright
I see we'll have to bear this fight
Destruction's always on your mind
But I am strong, I will survive

Now we're running out of time
And we're standing side by side
And we'll push until the sun
Will rise, there's no more alibis

There's truth beneath these pale blue skies
Our army's strong, and yours is lies
You're falling back, you're weak inside
So now I'll say goodbye

Will you cry for me?
Will you die for me?
'Cause Heaven's far and when I go there
They don't answer me
And I will die for you
And I will cry for you
'Cause this is how unhappiness seems like it's far, it's true

And as I'm looking around
I know there's better days
Places where we all can be free

As I'm looking around
I need to find a way
Find a way

So before I go and leave this place
Before my last breath fades away
I won't go until I know
We'll have a tomorrow

Before we go and leave this place
Remember what I said today
Now the light has fade away
Don't care about tomorrow

Will you cry for me?
Will you die for me?
'Cause Heaven's far and when I go there
They don't answer me
And I will die for you
And I will cry for you
'Cause this is how unhappiness seems like it's far, it's true

I think The Cure was getting similar pictures to the ones I am being sent.
The telepathic bears tell me I have liver cancer and metastatic prostate cancer.
I don't feel hungry anymore and I frequently feel sick. But they may be lying to me.
My bird may know the cure to cancer. The Cure may be interested in that since they are The Cure.
 
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"Internally Bleeding"

[Verse]
Yea... Yea... Ay yo
The things I've seen in life will make you choke by suprise
Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes
Provoking my demise, I'll leave your spirit broken inside
Like the feeling of 50 million people hoping you'd die
And niggaz wonder why my heart is filled of hatred an anger
Cause some bitch killed my first born son with a coat hanger
I strangled out the pain until my soul was empty was cold
Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold
My mother told me that placing my faith in God was the answer
But then I hated God cause he gave my mother cancer
Killing us slow like the Feds did to the Blank Panthers
The genesis of genocide is like a Pagan religion
Carefully hidden, woven into the holidays of a Christian
I had a vision of nuclear holocaust on top of me
And this is prophecy, the words that I speak from my lungs
The severed head of John the Baptist speaking in tongues
Like "Che Guevara" my soliloquies speak to a gun
Paint in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun
Nigga the preaching is done cause I don't got a DJ
Like Reverond Run, I curse the life of any man who kills
Benevolent ones, I never asked to be the messenger
But I was chosen to speak the words of every African slave
Dumped in the ocean, stolen by America
Tortured, buried, and frozen written out of the history books
Your children are holding, internally bleeding, cold blooded
Stripped of emotion, I go through the motions, but there's no
Life in my eyes, it's like I'm hooked up to a respirator
Waiting to die, hooked up to the fucking chair
Waiting to fry, sooth an electrocution currently used
In my execution, producing thoughts at the speed of light
Burning confusion, I'm loosing my sight, breathing is tight
The evening is white, I made my peace with the Lord and now I
Stand on his right..

[Hook]
Death is a another part of life..
These are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing
Dying on the inside, internally bleeding
Angel of death dragging me away while I'm sleeping
Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning
These are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing
Dying on the inside, internally bleeding
Angel of death dragging me away while I'm sleeping
Watching my world crumble in front of me, searching for meaning



"Industrial Revolution"

[Verse 1]
Yeah nigga, Immortal Technique, metaphysics

The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave you full eclipse like the moon blocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna percent of asscap
trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
but here's a quotable for every single record exec
"get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga" like Malcolm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me
Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I leave you to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
'cause you got jealousy in you voice like star scream
and that's the primary reason that I hate you faggots
I've been nice since niggas got killed over 8-ball jackets
and Reebok Pumps that didn't do shit for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
and murder counter revolutionaries personally
break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
ANR's tried jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of small pox
your all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches

[Hook]
This is the business, and you all ain't getting nothing for free
and if you devils play broke, then I'm taking your company
you can call it reparations or restitution
lock and load nigga, industrial revolution

[Verse 2]
I want fifty three million dollars for my collar stand
like the Bush administration gave to the Taliban
and fuck packing grams nigga, learn to speak and behave
you wanna spend twenty years as a government slave
two million people in prison keep the government paid
stuck in a six by eight cell alive in the grave
I was made by revolution to speak to the masses
deep in the club toast the truth, reach for the glasses
I burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards
innocent deep in a casket, Colombian fashion
intoxicated off the flow like thugs passion
you motherfuckers will never get me to stop blastin'
your better off asking Ariel Sharon for compassion
your better off banging for twenty points for a label
your better off battling cancer under telephone cabels
Technique chemically unstable, set to explode
foretold by the dead sea scrolls written in codes
so if your message ain't shit, fuck the records you sold
'cause if you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck
it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck
stuck in the underground in general and rose to the limit
without distribution managers, a deal, or a gimmick
Revolutionary Volume 2, murder the critics
and leave your fucking body rotten for the roaches and crickets
 
I chase the storm, waiting for a light that never comes...and Hurricane Earl will actually max out at 115mph. They said it would be a major hurricane but gave me two different speeds becaause they are forced to lie or be tortured or killed.


My blood has always been a dark color when they draw it, but maybe that is normal.
 
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