thelyricsgame (original) (raw)
Wed, Mar. 21st, 2007, 03:54 pm
I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself more
Needle, fetal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feeling
But I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me
And inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
But I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to me
I'm talkin' to myself more
1x1
Man to man
Stand to stand
2x4
Talkin' to myself
Tue, Mar. 13th, 2007, 02:15 pm
I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself more
Needle, fetal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feeling
But I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me
And inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
But I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to me
I'm talkin' to myself more
1x1
Man to man
Stand to stand
2x4
Talkin' to myself
Mon, Sep. 11th, 2006, 07:56 pm
pieni: System Of A Down - Attack
Breathing each other's lives
Holding this in mind
That if we fall, we all fall
And we fall alone
The cold insincerity of steel machines
Have consumed our euphoria
Transforming us into muted dreams
Dreaming of the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your
fetal
servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shall attack!
Bombs illustrate what we already know
Candles cry towards the sky
Racing your flags along polluted coast
Dreaming of the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your fetal servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shall attack!
Attack! (Attack!)
Breathing each other's lives
Holding this in mind
That if we fall, we all fall
And we fall alone
Was the philosophy of displaced minds
The bombing of all homes and villages?
Truth is the only sword bleeding minds
Bleeding till the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your fetal servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shall attack!
Attack all the homes and villages
Attack all the schools and hospitals
You attack all the rapes and pillages
We shall attack!
We shall attack!
Fri, Jun. 23rd, 2006, 12:00 am
alienbride_1: (no subject)
Its an ICP song so watch out.
Word Found:Phenomemon
Word To Find:
scabies
Sun, May. 7th, 2006, 02:14 pm
rancidriley: (no subject)
Brand New - Logan to Government Center
Consider this a letter that I never sent
However inconsiderate it seems
Do you still consider me,
consider me the boy you laughed with
or that you learned to live without?... I suck,
I know I'm late,
I know you waited
You wouldn't get me on the phone
And you couldn't make me not alone
My phone bills stacked up by my bedside,
with your picture, you're looking surprised
You're what makes New England so great
My island nights are all spent dying
Wait for summer to become wrought with lips,
my wishful thinking
You wouldn't get me on the phone
And you couldn't make me not alone
(Yeah you wouldn't get me)
Yeah you're a blue eyed lightning bolt
(You wouldn't get me)
I'm a national phenomenon
(You wouldn't get me on the phone)
Nothing's absolutely definite til it's absolutely, definitely gone (definitely gone)
I never thought this day would end (never thought this day would end)
I never thought tonight could ever be this close to me (close to me)
So let my hands stray past that boundaries of your back
to get you breathing (get you breathing)
And get this started (get this started)
You wouldn't get me, you wouldn't get me
You wouldn't get me on the phone
(Yeah, you wouldn't get me)
Yeah you're a blue eyed lightning bolt
(You wouldn't get me)
I'm a national phenomenon
(You couldn't make me not alone)
Nothing's absolutely definite til it's gone
Fri, Mar. 17th, 2006, 12:32 pm
rancidriley: (no subject)
every time i die - floater
To my mistress the bridge, I don't feel well. I'll be leaving and you can't stop me.
We've been carrying on too long.
I'm sorry, but I'm gone. I've got a bad reputation to think about. I've been dirty, I've been wrong.
Maybe someday they'll find that I've washed up.
I'm stepping out to clear my lungs. I'm breathing in to fill my lungs. We're all dead.
Farewell scenic highway overpass.
It's better this way anyways. My lover the river makes a better soldier than a bride.
But I left my heart at the side of her bed and she's got the warmest body that I've ever had.
Drag the lake, you'll find it's full of love. Bring the children to the water and let them see what heartache did.
This matrimony needs a witness, and you can teach them to swim.
Don't let your dreamers grow up to be dead men. Drown us at birth, save her some time.
Drifting on romantic holiday, breathless as her cold arms cover me. Drag the lake. You will find it is full of love.
-Sincerely mine. Finally.
Fri, Mar. 17th, 2006, 06:06 pm
pieni: Danny Boy (traditional)
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come you back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.