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  • Time To Bleed

    Bleeding Me
    Metallica


    I'm diggin' my way
    I'm diggin' my way to somethin'
    I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better

    I'm pushin' to stay
    I'm pushin' to stay with something
    I'm pushin' to stay with something better

    I'm sowing the seeds
    I'm sowing the seeds I've taken
    I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted

    This thorn in my side
    This thorn in my side is from the tree
    This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted
    It tears me and I bleed
    And I bleed

    Caught under wheels roll
    I take the leech
    I'm bleeding me
    Can't stop to save my soul
    I take the leash that's leading me
    I'm bleeding me
    I can't take it
    Caught under wheels roll
    The bleeding of me
    Of me...
    The bleeding of me

    (Repeat)

    I am the beast that bleeds the feast
    I am the blood
    I am release
    Come make me pure
    Bleed me a cure
    I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under

    Caught under wheels roll
    I take that leech
    I'm bleeding me
    Can't stop to save my soul
    I take the leash that's leading me
    I'm bleeding me
    I can't take it (X3)
    The bleeding of me

    I'm diggin' my way
    I'm diggin' my way to somethin'
    I'm diggin' my way to something better

    I'm pushin' to stay
    I'm pushin' to stay with somethin'
    I'm pushin' to stay with something better
    With something better.
    ------------------------------
    Loverman
    Metallica (Originally by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds)


    There's a devil waiting outside your door
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil waiting outside your door
    (How much longer)
    It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor
    (How much longer)
    And he's howling with pain and crawling up the walls
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil waiting outside your door
    (How much longer)
    He's weak with evil and broken by the world
    (How much longer)
    He's shouting your name and he's asking for more
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil waiting outside your door
    (How much longer)

    Loverman
    Since the world began
    Forever, amen
    Till end of time
    Take off that dress
    I'm coming down
    I'm your loverman
    Cause I am what I am (Repeat)

    L is for LOVE, baby
    O is for ONLY you that I do
    V is for loving VIRTUALLY all that you are
    E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do
    R is for RAPE me
    M is for MURDER me
    A is for ANSWERING all of my prayers
    N is for KNOWING your loverman's going to
    be the answer to all of yours

    Loverman
    Till the bitter end
    While empires burn down
    Forever and ever
    Amen I'm your loverman
    So help me, baby
    So help me
    Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
    I'm your loverman

    There's a devil crawling along your floor
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil crawling along your floor
    (How much longer)
    With a trembling heart, he's coming through your door
    (How much longer)
    With his straining sex in his jumping paw
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil crawling along your floor
    (How much longer)
    And he's old and he's stupid
    And he's hungry and he's sore
    And he's lame and he's blind
    And he's dirty and he's poor
    Give him more
    There's a devil crawling along your floor

    Loverman
    Here I stand
    Forever, Amen
    Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
    Forgive me, baby
    My hands are tied
    And I got no choice, I got no choice at all

    I'll say it again:

    L is for LOVE, baby
    O is for O yes I do
    V is for VIRTUE, so I ain't gonna hurt you
    E is for EVEN if you want me to
    R is for RENDER unto me, baby
    M is for that which is MINE
    A is for ANY old how, darling
    N is for ANY old time

    I'm your loverman
    I got a masterplan
    To take off your dress
    And be your man
    Seize the throne
    Seize the mantle
    Seize the crown
    Cause I am what I am (Repeat)
    I'm your loverman

    There's a devil lying by your side
    (How much longer)
    You might think he's asleep
    (How much longer)
    but look at his eyes
    (How much longer)
    He wants you, darling, to be his bride
    (How much longer)
    There's a devil lying by your side
    (How much longer)

    Loverman!
    Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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    • "We'd like to dedicate this song to my (daughter), all of our children, and to the children of the world".-David Bowie

      Heroes

      I
      I will be king
      And you
      You will be queen
      Though nothing will
      Drive them away
      We can beat them
      Just for one day
      We can be Heroes
      Just for one day

      And you
      You can be mean
      And I
      I'll drink all the time
      'Cause we're lovers
      And that is a fact
      Yes we're lovers
      And that is that

      Though nothing
      Will keep us together
      We could steal time
      Just for one day
      We can be Heroes
      For ever and ever
      What d'you say

      I
      I wish you could swim
      Like the dolphins
      Like dolphins can swim
      Though nothing
      Will keep us together
      We can beat them
      For ever and ever
      Oh we can be Heroes
      Just for one day

      I
      I will be king
      And you
      You will be queen
      Though nothing
      Will drive them away
      We can be Heroes
      Just for one day
      We can be us
      Just for one day

      I
      I can remember
      Standing
      By the wall
      And the guns
      Shot above our heads
      And we kissed
      As though nothing could fall
      And the shame
      Was on the other side
      Oh we can beat them
      For ever and ever
      Then we can be Heroes
      Just for one day

      We can be Heroes
      We can be Heroes
      We can be Heroes
      Just for one day
      We can be Heroes
      We're nothing
      And nothing will help us
      Maybe we're lying
      Then you better not stay
      But we could be safer
      Just for one day
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • Vonda Shepard - Neighbourhood

        Here's a photo I've been looking for
        It's a picture of the boy next door
        And I loved him more than words could say
        Never knew it 'til he moved away

        Faded pictures in my scrapbook
        Just thought I'd take one more look
        And recall when we were all
        In the neighbourhood

        Here's a photo of the neighbourhood
        Here's the corner where we stood
        Here's a snapshot of dad's old car
        Never got us very far

        Faded pictures in my scrapbook
        Just thought I'd take one more look
        And recall when we were all
        In the neighbourhood

        And all those friends
        Where did they go? I don't know
        All those friends we used to know
        In the neighbourhood


        Garbage - When I Grow Up

        Cut my tongue out
        I've been caught out
        Like a giant juggernaut
        Happy hours
        Golden showers
        On a cruise to freak you out

        We could fly a helicopter
        Nothing left to talk about
        Entertain you
        Celebrate you
        I'll be back to frame you

        When I grow up
        I'll be stable
        When I grow up
        I'll turn the tables

        Trying hard to fit among you
        Floating out to wonderland
        Unprotected
        God I'm pregnant
        Damn the consequences

        When I grow up
        I'll be stable
        When I grow up
        I'll turn the tables

        Blood and blisters
        On my fingers
        Chaos rules when we're apart
        Watch my temper
        I go mental
        I'll try to be gentle

        When I grow up
        I'll be stable
        When I grow up
        I'll turn the tables

        When I grow up
        When I grow up
        When I grow up
        I'll turn the tables

        Don't take offense
        Better make amends
        Rip it all to shreds and let it go
        Rip it all to shreds and let it go...
        "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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        • silenced, mudvayne.

          sticker this, censor this, ban this,
          w've got something to say,
          police this, ondemn this, damn this,
          we'll be a hero anyway
          middle finger is the flag i wave when i'm
          silenced..

          (listen here)

          is it a possibility?
          that we're all just eaqual,
          slam the power down,
          abusing...
          does it piss you off to be beat at your own game?
          you lead us with false morals and shelter reality

          no more... we're not buying the product when
          you're selling
          the words preaching silence

          insult my in my home,
          when you were never invited,
          to live life on your curve
          frustrating
          throw sticks into the spokes,
          to releive insecurities
          stifle all ascension and sticker our freedom of speech

          sticker this, censor this, ban this,
          w've got something to say,
          police this, ondemn this, damn this,
          we'll be a hero anyway
          middle finger is the flag i wave when i'm
          silenced..

          don't tell me what i want, don't tell me what i need.
          don't tell me how i need to feel
          i feel, god damn nothing

          dig out the eyes of my face an i can still see right f*ckin through ouy,
          f*ck you and everything you are,
          i'm me, we're us and that's all
          clsed mind with a forum to criticize,
          keep you r policy and i've got mine
          exploit me, fabricate your lies,
          we empower these cowards just to be left in
          silence...

          (listen here)

          sdand on my sopabox,
          and speak my own peace,
          whatever you may think,
          it's real,
          prevail through what is me,
          and step on your beleifs
          theiving spinless sellouts robbing our integrity
          bring it on!

          sticker this, censor this, ban this,
          w've got something to say,
          police this, ondemn this, damn this,
          we'll be a hero anyway
          middle finger is the flag i wave when i'm
          silenced..


          skyring, mudvayne.

          this puzzle's dead inside
          missing pieces growing eyes
          mystery
          little girls severity,
          little boys beggin mercy
          sticks break on me
          cost of life at 23
          price of pain a golden ring
          all crimson
          melting body rubber world
          battle axe with locks of curls
          introverted

          my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
          remember that place
          the place you would go to make things okay

          one thousand points for insect stings,
          glue my spirit, break my wings,
          misery.
          libido steams infectious whore,
          cauterize and forge the sword,
          remember the killing.

          children, learing the secret knock, a nickel
          to enter that place,
          the place that you would go t o make things okay,
          my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
          remember that place
          the place you would go to take pain away

          games of passion taste so sweet
          cut his throat and slughter his meat,
          my secrets
          seven heads for seven seas
          darkend voices plead disease
          dismembering me

          children wrestle to seal the bag
          storing it deep in that place,
          the place you would go and try to escape
          children, learing the secret knock, a nickel
          to enter that place,
          the place that you would go t o make things okay,
          my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
          remember that place
          the place you would go to take pain away

          skyring through reflections in a pool,
          i see death coming mowing down,
          do you remember the bedroom,
          was your cell, or was it your tomb,

          your living through my hell

          children, learing the secret knock, a nickel
          to enter that place,
          the place that you would go t o make things okay,
          my cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
          remember that place
          the place you would go to take pain away
          I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
          [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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          • TIME PASSAGES
            Al Stewart


            It was late in December, the sky turned to snow
            All round the day was going down slow
            Night like a river beginning to flow
            I felt the beat of my mind go
            Drifting into time passages
            Years go falling in the fading light
            Time passages
            Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

            Well I'm not the kind to live in the past
            The years run too short and the days too fast
            The things you lean on are the things that don't last
            Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these
            Time passages
            There's something back here that you left behind
            Oh time passages
            Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight

            Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn
            Don't know why you should feel
            That there's something to learn
            It's just a game that you play

            Well the picture is changing
            Now you're part of a crowd
            They're laughing at something
            And the music's loud
            A girl comes towards you
            You once used to know
            You reach out your hand
            But you're all alone, in these
            Time passages
            I know you're in there, you're just out of sight
            Time passages
            Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight
            Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
            "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
            He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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            • mr.self destruct, nine inch nails.

              I am the voice inside your head . . . . And I control you
              I am the lover in your bed. . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the sex that you provide . . . . . And I control you
              I am the hate you try to hide . . . . . And I control you
              I take you where you want to go
              I give you all you need to know
              I drag you down I use you up
              Mr self destruct

              I speak religion's message clear. . . . And I control you
              I am denial guilt and fear. . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the prayers of the naive . . . . . And I control you
              I am the lie that you believe . . . . . And I control you
              I take you where you want to go
              I give you all you need to know
              I drag you down I use you up
              Mr. self destruct

              You let me do this to you [8x]
              I am the needle in your vein . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the high you can't sustain. . . . . And I control you
              I am the pusher I'm a whore. . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the need in you for more. . . . . . And I control you

              I am the bullet in the gun. . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the truth from which you run . . . And I control you
              I am the silencing machine. . . . . . . And I control you
              I am the end of all your dreams . . . . And I control you

              I take you where you want to go
              I give you all you need to know
              I drag you down I use you up
              Mr. self destruct

              the becoming, Nine inch nails.


              I beat my machine it's a part of me it's inside of me
              I'm stuck in this dream it's changing me I am becoming

              The me the you know he had some second thoughts
              He's covered with scabs he is broken and sore
              The me that you know he doesn't come around much
              That part of me isn't here anymore

              All pain disappears it's the nature of my circuitry
              Drowns out all I hear no escape from this my new consciousness

              The me that you know he used to have feelings
              But the blood has stopped pumping and he's left to decay
              The me that you know is now made up of wires
              And even when I'm right with you I'm so far away

              I can try to get away but I've strapped myself in
              I can try to scratch away the sound in my ears
              I can see it killing away all of my bad parts
              I don't want to listen but it's all to clear


              Hiding backwards inside of me I feel so unafraid
              Annie, hold a little tighter I might just slip away

              It wont give up it wants me dead
              Goddamn this noise inside my head


              reptile, nine inch nails.
              She spreads herself wide open to let the insects in
              She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
              She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
              Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within

              Oh my beautiful liar
              Oh my precious whore
              My disease my infection
              I am so impure oh

              Devils speak of the way in which she'll manifest
              Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
              Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
              I now know the depths I reach are limitless
              Oh my beautiful liar
              Oh my precious whore
              My disease my infection
              I am so impure oh

              Oh
              Oh my beautiful liar
              Oh my precious whore
              My disease my infection
              I am so impure
              Oh my beautiful liar no
              Oh my precious whore no, oooh, oh,
              My disease my infection no
              I am so impure no, ah no, ah no, ah no
              I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
              [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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              • THIS DOOR SWINGS BOTH WAYS
                Herman's Hermits
                (Thomas/Levitt)


                Everyones life is bittersweet
                It's a door that opens wide
                And no man can call himself complete
                Till he's seen it from both sides

                This door swings both ways
                It's marked 'In' and 'Out'
                Some days you'll want to cry
                And some days you will shout

                This door swings both ways
                It goes back and forth
                In comes a southern breeze
                Or a cold wind from the north

                This door swings both ways
                Lets in joy and pain
                In comes the morning sun
                And then the evening rain

                This door swings both ways
                Lets in dark and light
                Every day you make the choice
                To let in wrong or right

                When shadows fall
                You must prepare yourself for sunshine
                For everything there is an end
                And so my friend you must be brave

                This door swings both ways
                Which one will it be
                Will we live in happiness
                Or dwell in misery

                This door swings both ways
                Lets in earth and sky
                Make the most of livin'
                If you're not prepared to die
                Make the most of livin'
                If you're not prepared to die
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • ALways by Saliva

                  I hear, a voice that "Don't be so blind"
                  It's telling me all these things, that you would probably hide
                  Am I, your one and only desire
                  Am I the reason you breathe, or am I the reason you cry

                  Always... always... always... always... always... always...
                  I just can't live without you

                  I love you, I hate you, I can’t get around you
                  I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
                  I just can't take anymore, is like a solitude
                  I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

                  Done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you,done with you

                  I feel, like you don't want me around
                  I guess I'll pack all my things, I guess I'll see you around
                  Its all, been bottled up until now
                  As I walk out your door, all I can hear is the sound of

                  Always... always... always... always... always... always...
                  I just can't live without you

                  I love you, I hate you, I can’t get around you
                  I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
                  I just can't take anymore, its like a solitude
                  I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

                  I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you

                  I wrapped my head around your heart
                  Why would you tear my world apart?


                  Always... always... always... always...

                  I see, the blood all over your hands
                  Does it make you feel, more like a man?
                  Was it all, just a part of your plan
                  The pistols shaking in my hands and all I hear is the sound

                  I love you, I hate you, I can’t live without you
                  I breathe you, I taste you, I can't live without you
                  I just can't take anymore, its like a solitude
                  I guess that I'm out the door and now I'm done with you

                  I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you
                  I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you
                  I just can't take anymore, its like a solitude
                  I pick myself off the floor and now I'm done with you

                  Always... always... always...
                  "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                  • if i could only scream this song....

                    Epiphany by STaind

                    Your words to me just a whisper
                    Your face is so unclear
                    I try to pay attention
                    Your words just disappear.

                    Oh
                    'Cause it's always raining in my head
                    Forget all the things I should have said.

                    So I speak to you in riddles
                    'Cause my words get in my way.
                    I smoke the whole thing to my head
                    And feel it wash away.
                    'Cause I can't take anymore of this
                    I wanna come apart,
                    Or dig myself a little hole
                    Inside your precious heart.

                    Oh
                    'Cause it's always raining in my head
                    Oh
                    Forget all the things I should have said.

                    I am nothing more than
                    a little boy inside
                    That cries out for attention,
                    Yet I always try to hide.
                    'Cause I talk to you like children,
                    Though I don't know how I feel
                    But I know I'll do the right thing
                    If the right thing isnt feel

                    'Cause it's always raining in my head
                    Forget all the things I should have said.
                    "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                    • The Byrds - Turn, Turn, Turn
                      adapted from the book of Ecclesiastes

                      To everything - turn, turn, turn
                      There is a season - turn, turn, turn
                      And a time for every purpose under heaven

                      A time to be born, a time to die
                      A time to plant, a time to reap
                      A time to kill, a time to heal
                      A time to laugh, a time to weep

                      To everything - turn, turn, turn
                      There is a season - turn, turn, turn
                      And a time for every purpose under heaven

                      A time to build up, a time to break down
                      A time to dance, a time to mourn
                      A time to cast away stones
                      A time to gather stones together

                      To everything - turn, turn, turn
                      There is a season - turn, turn, turn
                      And a time for every purpose under heaven

                      A time of war, a time of peace
                      A time of love, a time of hate
                      A time you may embrace
                      A time to refrain from embracing

                      To everything - turn, turn, turn
                      There is a season - turn, turn, turn
                      And a time for every purpose under heaven

                      A time to gain, a time to lose
                      A time to rend, a time to sew
                      A time to love, a time to hate
                      A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!
                      "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

                      Comment


                      • Two For Tuesday; Gloria Estefan

                        Coming Out Of The Dark


                        Why be afraid if I'm not alone
                        Though life is never easy the rest is unknown
                        Up to now for more me it's been hands against stone
                        Spent each and every moment
                        Searching for what to believe

                        Chorus

                        Coming out of the dark, I finally see the light now
                        It's shining on me
                        Coming out of the dark I know the love that saved me
                        You're sharing with me

                        Starting again is part of the plan
                        And I'll be so much stronger holding
                        your hand
                        Step by step I'll make it through I know I can
                        It may not make it easier but I have felt you
                        Near all the way

                        Chorus


                        Bridge

                        Forever, forever I stand on the rock of your love
                        Forever I'll stand on the rock
                        Forever, forever I stand on the rock of your love
                        Love is all it takes, no matter what we face

                        Chorus out


                        ----------------------------------------------------------


                        Turn the Beat Around


                        Turn the beat around
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Turn it upside down
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Love to hear it

                        Blow horns you sure sound pretty
                        Violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty
                        But when you hear the scratch of the guitar scratchin'
                        Then you'll know that the rhythm carries all the action, so

                        Turn the beat around
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Turn it upside down
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Love to hear it

                        Turn the beat around
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Turn it upside down
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Love to hear it

                        Flut player play you're flute 'cause
                        I know that you want to get your thing off
                        But you see I've made up my mind about it
                        To me it is the rhythm, no doubt about it, woah, woah
                        'Cause when the guitar player starts playing
                        With the syncopated rhythem, with the scratch, scratch, scratch
                        Makes me wanna move my body yeah, yeah, yeah
                        And when the drummer starts beating that beat
                        He nails that beat with the syncopated rhythm
                        With the rat, tat, tat, tat, tat, tat, on the drums, hey

                        Turn the beat around
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Turn it upside down
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Love to hear it

                        Turn the beat around
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Turn it upside down
                        Love to hear percussion
                        Love to hear it

                        Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                        "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                        He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                        • HARVEST MOON
                          neil young

                          Come a little bit closer
                          Hear what I have to say
                          Just like children sleepin'
                          We could dream this night away.

                          But there's a full moon risin'
                          Let's go dancin' in the light
                          We know where the music's playin'
                          Let's go out and feel the night.

                          Because I'm still in love with you
                          I want to see you dance again
                          Because I'm still in love with you
                          On this harvest moon.

                          When we were strangers
                          I watched you from afar
                          When we were lovers
                          I loved you with all my heart.

                          But now it's gettin' late
                          And the moon is climbin' high
                          I want to celebrate
                          See it shinin' in your eye.

                          Because I'm still in love with you
                          I want to see you dance again
                          Because I'm still in love with you
                          On this harvest moon.

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                          ARE THERE ANY MORE REAL COWBOYS

                          Are there any more real cowboys
                          Left out in these hills?
                          Will the fire hit the iron
                          One more time?
                          And will one more dusty pick-up
                          Coming rolling down the road
                          With a load of feed before the sun gets high?
                          Well, I hope that working cowboy never dies.

                          Not the one that's snortin' cocaine
                          When the honky-tonk's all closed
                          But the one that prays for more rain
                          Heaven knows
                          That the good feed brings the money
                          And the money buys the clothes
                          Not the diamond sequins shining on TV
                          But the kind the working cowboy really needs.

                          Are there any more country families
                          Still working hand in hand
                          Trying hard to stay together
                          And make a stand?
                          While the rows and rows of houses
                          Come creepin' up on the land
                          Where the cattle graze and an old grey barn still stands
                          Are there any more real cowboys in this land?

                          Are there any more real cowboys in this land?
                          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                          • for LR.....all this pain..all for you

                            Boom by Soulfly

                            every time i think about how you act
                            you got no life you got no respect
                            yeah every time i think about how you act
                            you got nothing nothing left

                            leeches and hypocrites
                            they even steal the air we breathe
                            pretending and faking it
                            to be something they cannot be

                            you come around when you know you need something
                            stick around and try to get anything
                            but i know who's really down with me
                            back tha **** up you bumbklaatt enemy

                            boom
                            watchugot
                            watchuwatchugot
                            watchugot
                            boom

                            happiness is to give back
                            love one another have respect
                            give more to receive less
                            give life soul and fire

                            using people like they are tools
                            treating them like they're just fools
                            always quiet but i know what you do
                            god knows and you will too

                            **** you you ****in' disgrace
                            and then you act like everything's the same
                            i don't dig it i don't play mind games
                            don't **** with me and my friends

                            give more to receive more
                            give life soul and fire
                            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                            • Getting Close

                              Outside
                              - Stained


                              And you
                              Bring me to my knees
                              Again
                              All the times
                              That I could beg you please
                              In vain
                              All the times
                              That I felt insecure
                              For you
                              But I leave
                              My burdens at the door

                              I'm on the outside
                              And I'm looking in
                              I can see through you
                              See your true colors
                              'Cause inside your ugly
                              Your ugly like me
                              I can see through you
                              See to the real you

                              All the times
                              That I felt like this won't end
                              Was for you
                              And I taste
                              What I could never have
                              It's from you
                              All the times
                              That I've tried
                              My intentions
                              Full of pride
                              But I waste
                              More time than anyone

                              I'm on the outside
                              And I'm looking in
                              I can see through you
                              See your true colors
                              'Cause inside your ugly
                              Your ugly like me
                              I can see through you
                              See to the real you

                              All the times
                              That I've cried
                              All this wasted
                              It's all inside
                              And I feel
                              All this pain
                              Stuffed it down
                              It's back again
                              And I lie
                              Here in bed
                              All alone
                              I can't mend

                              But I feel
                              Tomorrow will be OK

                              But I'm on the outside
                              And I'm looking in
                              I can see through you
                              See your true colors
                              'Cause inside your ugly
                              Your ugly like me
                              I can see through you
                              See to the real you
                              Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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                              • I Still Remember

                                Stained
                                It's been awhile


                                It's been awhile
                                Since I could...
                                Hold my head up high
                                And It's been awhile
                                Since I first saw you
                                And It's been awhile
                                Since I could stand
                                on my own two feet again
                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I could call you

                                And everything I can't remember
                                As messed up as it all may seem
                                The consequences that are rendered
                                Have stretched myself beyond my means

                                And It's been awhile
                                Since I could say
                                that I wasn't addicted and
                                It's been awhile
                                Since I could say
                                I love myself as well and...
                                It's been awhile
                                Since I've gone and messed things up
                                Just like I always do
                                and it's been awhile
                                But all that stuff seems to disappear
                                when I'm with you

                                And everything I can't remember
                                As messed up as it all may seem
                                The consequences that I've rendered
                                I've Gone and messed things up again... again

                                Why must I feel this way?
                                Just make this go away
                                Just one more peaceful day

                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I could...
                                Look at myself straight
                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I said I'm sorry
                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I've seen the way
                                the candles light your face
                                And it's been awhile
                                But I can still
                                remember just the way you taste

                                Everything I can't remember
                                As messed up as it all may seem to be,
                                I know it's me
                                I cannot blame this on my father
                                He did the best he could for me

                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I could...
                                Hold my head up high
                                And it's been awhile
                                Since I said I'm sorry
                                Which side are we on? We're on the side of the demons, Chief. We are evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spread devastation and destruction wherever we go. I'm surprised you didn't know that. --Saul Tigh

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