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Post by Cody McClain on Jan 7, 2007 12:02:19 GMT -5
alright, I got bored, and I decided to make a thread where you can post lyrics to the songs you are currently listening to.... or just whatever you like...
All For You Our Lady Peace Gravity
A suburban man at my door But I don't think I'll let him in He wants discipline Discipline, control over the way I live He wants the best for me, Old-school philosophy But I can't turn my back on him He's a part of me He'll buy me anything But I just need a friend
It's all for you You've got me where you want It's all for you Just stop breakin' my heart
You're the blood I'm the seed And that's all that I need Got me where you want It's all for you You got me oh, you got me
Jack Kerouac, K K K Kerouac On the road and in my head I need relevance, intelligence A new tattoo, a lot more sex Broken families, a new enemy And you will not make up for this The suburban man, he wants discipline But I just need a friend
It's all for you You've got me where you want It's all for you Just stop breakin' my heart
You're the blood I'm the seed And that's all that I need You've got me where you want It's all for you You got me oh, you got me where you want
Leave me alone Leave me alone
You You've got me where you want All for you Stop breakin' my heart
You You've got me where you want It's all for you Just stop breakin' my, stop breakin' my heart You're the blood I'm the seed And that's all that I need Got me where you want It's all for you Cause you've got me oh, you got me where you want
It's all for you Just stop breakin' my, stop breakin' my heart It's all for you Got me, got me where you want It's all for you My heart It's all for you You got me oh, you got me where you want
Leave me alone
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Post by Cody McClain on Jan 11, 2007 22:38:55 GMT -5
Emo Kid Adam and Andrew
Dear Diary, Mood- apathetic
My life is spiraling downwards I couldn't get enough money to go to the blood red romance and suffocate me dry concert that sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like stab my heart because I love you, and rip apart my soul, and of course stabbity rip stab, stab. And it doesnt help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either like that guy from that band can do. Somedays...
I'm an emo kid non-conforming as can be you'd be non-conforming to if you looked just like me I have paint on my nails and make up on my face I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs 'cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression most just call me a fag 'cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look like dykes 'cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat, I must be emo I don't jump around when I go to shows, I must be emo I'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem the way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween I have no real problems but I like to make believe I stole my sisters mascara and now I'm grounded for a week Sulking, and writing poetry are my hobbies I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing Girls keep breaking up with me it's never any fun they say they already have a pussy- they don't need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat, I must be emo I don't jump around when I go to shows, I must be emo Dye in my hair and polish on my toes, I must be emo I play guitar and write suicide notes I must be emo
My life is just a black abyss; you know it's so dark and it's suffocating me grabbing hold of me and tightening its grip tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans which look great on me by the way
When I get depressed I cut my wrist in every direction hearing songs about getting dumped give me and erection I write in my live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth you can be Catcher in the Rye and watch me jack off I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life if I said I liked girls I'd only be half right
I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo, I must be emo Screw X-Box I play old school nintendo, I must be emo I like to whine and hit my parentals I must be emo, Me and my friends all look like clones I must be emo
My parents just don't get me you know they think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy well, a couple guys but I mean, its the 2000s. Can't 2, or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay? I mean chicks dig that kind of thing anyways I don't know diary Somtimes I think you're the only one that gets me You're my best friend... I feel like tacos.
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Post by Cody McClain on Jan 17, 2007 19:29:20 GMT -5
The Verve Pipe The Freshman Villains
When I was young I knew everything She a punk who rarely ever took advice Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor Stopped a babies breath and a shoeful of rice, No
Can't be held responsible Cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me I can not remember What made us think that we were wise And we never compromise For the life of me I can not believe we'd ever die for these sins We were merely freshmen
My best friend took a weeks vacation to forget her His girl took a weeks worth of Valium and slept And now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says
Can't be held responsible Cause she was touching her face I won't be held responsible She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me I can not remember What made us think that we were wise and we never compromise For the life of me I can not believe We'd ever die for these sins We were merely Freshmen
Hey Yah Eee Hah Eee Hah Eee Yah Hey Yaaah Hey Yah Eee Hah Eee Yah
We tried to wash our hands of all of this We never talk of our lack in relationships And how we're guilt stricken sobbing With our heads on the floor We fell through the ice When we tried not to slip We'd say
Can't be held responsible Cause she was touching her face And I won't be held responsible She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me I can not remember What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me I can not believe we'd ever die for these sins We were merely Freshmen
For the life of me I can not remember what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise For the life of me I can not believe we'd ever die for these sins We were merely Freshmen
We were merely Freshmen We were only Freshmen...
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Post by Alexa Newell on Mar 9, 2007 12:15:47 GMT -5
Wow.....
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Danielle
New Member
I wear the black for the sad and lonely used... For all children who were sexually abused...
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Post by Danielle on Mar 16, 2007 15:05:59 GMT -5
Stutterfly Gun In Hand
What, what was so bad? What had he done? To make you return, This time with a gun?
Intimidation, growing bigger What the hell- Made you pull the trigger.
Spend a lifetime (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Trying to understand (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Why you reason (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) With a gun in hand.
Thought, thought this all through, Thought it might be fun, Shot in the head, to show everyone
Intimidation, growing bigger, What the hell, Made you pull the trigger?
Spend a lifetime (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Trying to understand (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Why you reason (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) With a gun in hand.
Held in his friend's arm, Blood on his face, Hole in his head, Gripped by death's embrace.
Held in his friend's arms, Blood streams down his face (x3) (Held in his friend's arms)
Spend a lifetime (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Trying to understand (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) Why you reason (You want it, You got it, You feel it, Gun in hand) With a gun in hand (x5)
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