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Post by dimples... on Apr 14, 2008 13:09:31 GMT -5
First I heard it I was up at the hospital... Still makes me cry every time...
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Post by clem on Apr 14, 2008 13:36:22 GMT -5
all these songs are so depressing...
mine is:
nina simone - ain't got no (i got life)
though i ain't got no boobs.
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Post by Stephanie on Apr 15, 2008 16:16:28 GMT -5
Hmm...I was thinking about this for a little while and the only song that really seems to fit is Hurt - NIN/Johnny Cash. I've been through a very hard time. Drugs, self-harm, depression...and I lost a lot of friends. I try to avoid listening to it because it gets me down every time I hear it. It reminds me of all that.  Beaty -   You've been through some rough shit, girl. Stay strong. |
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Post by maidli2 on Apr 15, 2008 16:23:40 GMT -5
Hmm...I was thinking about this for a little while and the only song that really seems to fit is Hurt - NIN/Johnny Cash. I've been through a very hard time. Drugs, self-harm, depression...and I lost a lot of friends. I try to avoid listening to it because it gets me down every time I hear it. It reminds me of all that. OOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh really, you are so ... young despite the lyrical content, the song makes me smile because an 80 something year old man wh00ped up on trents pasty white face  it is true !!!!  |
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Post by Dope on Apr 16, 2008 2:23:24 GMT -5
The Beatles - Nowhere Man....
Or perhaps...
Lamb of God - Descending
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Post by dcdog on Apr 16, 2008 4:04:33 GMT -5
Home
its easy to leave
hard to stay behind and rust
with all the stupid things i believe
watch my life drift like dust
hope i make it to a warm heart
hope that's where i belong
hope i don't end up out of breath
where the washed up are hung
I'm afraid of my own shadow
cause its what I've become
why do i waste my time with people
who’ll never love anyone
my only sin - i started hating my own skin
home - i hope i make it home x2
when you get lost
the road drags on and on
you forget who your chasing
or what you’ve become
I always thought the world looked better from a distance
now I'm a set of eyes lost in the blur
and the only thing that bothers to hate me now is my pride
no one sees me they don’t need to to know i slip away in the tide
home - i hope i make it home x3
my only sin - i started hating my own skin x2
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Post by maidli2 on Aug 16, 2008 9:30:58 GMT -5
Crucify by Tori Amos
this is all what i feel every day
Every finger in the room
is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell our now
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Just what God needs
One more victim
Why do we
Crucify ourselves
Every day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog
Beggin' for Love
I gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl
If you kill the bird
I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start
my own religion
Please be
Save me
I cry
Why do we
Crucify ourselves
Every day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
And my heart is sick of being in chains
I realised and then cried (a lot) by listening this song in a leprechaun's pub where i could find the internet (addict, i know)... this was a hard moment.
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Post by m on Aug 16, 2008 10:57:07 GMT -5
Stringman
You can say the soul is gone
The feeling's just not there
Not like it was so long ago
On the empty page before you
You can fill in what you care
Try to make it new before you go
Take the simple case of the Sarge'
Who couldn't go back to war
'Cos the hippies tore down everything that he was fighting for
Or the lovers on the blankets-
The city turned to whores
With memories of green kissed by the sun
You can say the soul is gone
And close another door
Just be sure that yours is not the one
And I'm singing for the stringman
Who lately lost his wife
There is no dearer friend of mine
That I know in this life
On his shoulder rests a violin
For his head where chaos reigns
But his heart can't find a simple way
To live with all those things
All those things
He's a stringman
A stringman...
All those strings to pull
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Post by Fields at Midnight on Aug 16, 2008 11:55:21 GMT -5
Tales of Brave Aphrodite (Tall king Saul?) says he wants it all If he's willing to crawl he can have a ball I can't do a wheelie I can't touch the ceiling I can't (have your luck?) I can't double dutch The day you cut your hair I thought There'll never be another a head of hair that soft I can't figure why We were always like a stick in the eye Silver Aphrodite in her chocolate nightie Says she wants to try me, she won't bite me I can't (  ) I can't read in braille I can't put love in a cup I can't do a chin up I dropped your hand that day That day I saw you running, running away Now you're gone, it's no fair I can never touch that hair ( ) chants I think I can (With the truth?) in the sand and a rubber band I can't do cat's cradle I can't set the table I can't build an atom bomb Hey Aphrodite come sit right by me I consider it (inviting me?) (That ?) are hiding I can't fix a bike I can't fly a kite I can't hide my head in the sand I can't shoot my rubber band No no no, let's go go go To a pond or a pound or a drag car show I can't do a cartwheel I can't explain how I feel When you can't give a hang I can't accept it |
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Post by The Eyeball Kid on Aug 19, 2008 23:01:24 GMT -5
Sometimes- My Bloody Valentine.... never really bothered to look up the lyrics, but sonically it's just so..... universal, and..... fucking great.
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Post by de Worde on Aug 20, 2008 2:34:19 GMT -5
Kate Bush - Sat in your lap
I see the people working,
And see it working for them.
And so I want to join in,
But then I find it hurts me.
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have.
I see the people happy,
So can it happen for me?
'Cause when I am unhappy,
There's nothing that can move me.
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have.
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that heaven is hell.
Some say that hell is heaven.
I must admit, just when I think I'm king,
(I just begin.)
Just when I think I'm king, I must admit,
(I just begin.)
Just when I think I'm king,
(I just begin.)
I've been doing it for years.
My goal is moving near.
It says, "Look! I'm over here."
Then it up and disappears.
Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that knowledge is ho-ho-ho-ho.
I want to be a lawyer.
I want to be a scholar.
But I really can't be bothered.
Ooh, just gimme it quick, gimme it, gimme gimme gimme gimme!
Some say that knowledge is ho ho ho.
Some say that knowledge is ho ho ho.
Some say that heaven is hell.
Some say that hell is heaven.
I must admit, just when I think I'm king,
(I just begin.)
Just when I think I'm king, I must admit,
(I just begin.)
Just when I think everything's going great,
(I just begin,)
Hey, I get the break,
Hey, I'm gonna take it all--
(I just begin.)
When I'm king--
(-- just begin.)
In my dome of ivory,
A home of activity,
I want the answers quickly,
But I don't have no energy.
I hold a cup of wisdom,
But there is nothing within.
My cup, she never overfloweth,
And 'tis I that moan- and groaneth.
Some grey and white matter,
"Give me the karma, mama!"
I'm coming up the ladder,
"A jet to Mecca,"
I'm coming up the ladder,
"Tibet or Jeddah,
Up the ladder...
"To Salisbury,
A monastery,
The longest journey,
Across the desert,
Across the weather,
Across the elements,
Across the water!"
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Post by manintheshadows on Aug 20, 2008 12:16:42 GMT -5
Oh, how I wish she was.
I want to marry Kate Bush. Repeatedly.
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Post by m on Aug 20, 2008 12:31:33 GMT -5
Oh, how I wish she was. I want to marry Kate Bush. Repeatedly. up the bum. told you before. up the bum. |
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Post by manintheshadows on Aug 20, 2008 12:34:40 GMT -5
And I've told you. I don't know you well enough.
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Post by breakerfall on Aug 20, 2008 13:01:46 GMT -5
Oh, how I wish she was. I want to marry Kate Bush. Repeatedly. up the bum. told you before. up the bum. this is like the fifth place I've heard this ;D |
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Post by maidli2 on Aug 20, 2008 14:00:40 GMT -5
and i had the same dialog on another forum yesterday ;D ... (i told you before, no it was me)
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Post by dreamer102088 on May 13, 2015 3:41:01 GMT -5
Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town - Pearl Jam, I'm not an elderly woman though.
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