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Post by valerierose on Nov 13, 2005 21:05:58 GMT -5
I'm on a Tori trip.... really bad these past few days some boy you are
to take me by the hand
through an elevator
got a little red line
that tells you, boy
where the razor's been
you said, girl if you think
you can turn that violator
you'll finally be that woman, yes
finally be that woman
that's been frozen
in that pretty silver gown
I've never seen blue
like the blues he drives
in and around
and through me again I said, I've never seen eyes
like a blues he drives
in and around
and through me againthrough me again
through me again [/blockquote][/color] oh god, I love never seen blue. |
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Post by rockstars on Nov 13, 2005 21:18:34 GMT -5
“The Winged Painter is on uptown” I said
“Will you meet me to go…”
Washington Square
I’m racing there
to get you at
Noon,
oh the Nocturne noon…
Isabella on the way there stops me
(I say) I can’t stay today -
I’m off in flight Towards Another Light.
Rest.
Youth.
Washington Square,
I meet you there and we go.
now He’s on the run
He’s on the run
From this walking Greeting Card
and Chloe’s Kiss,
The Wolf Pit,
The Wine Harvest,
and Phileda’s Lesson -
We’re not his possession.
in Winter,
Trampled flowers
in Winter
Lovers,
Circus,
these Garlands -
The Blue Pirouette,
The Marriage,
The Mimosas,
Black Sun Over Paris…
these Garlands -
The Little Swallow,
St. Paul from the window,
from the 1/2 open window.
Eve incurs God’s displeasure.
Passion.
Odysseus and Penelope,
Ulysses and Penelope,
The Festival,
In Hell.
in Winter,
The Winged Painter,
The Winged Painter,
Washington Square -
Let’s go see a Day in May
from The Winged Painter
Garlands~Tori Amos
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Post by rockstars on Nov 13, 2005 21:19:15 GMT -5
I thought it was Easter time
the way the light rose
rose that morning
Lately you’ve been on my mind
You showed me the rope
ropes to climb
over mountains
and to pull myself
out of a landslide
of a landslide
I thought it was harvest time
You always loved the smell of the wood burning
She with her honey hair
Dalhousie Castle
she would meet you there
In the winter
Butter yellow
The flames you stirred
Yes, you could stir
I raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
and beg me not to dance
‘cause on your right standing by
is Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he’s telling me it’s time
to raise a glass
Make a toast
A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh
and beg me not to dance
‘cause on your right standing by is
Mr. Bojangles
With a toast he’s telling me it’s time
To let you go
Let you go
I thought I’d see you again
You said you might do
Maybe in a carving
In a cathedral
Somewhere in Barcelona
Toast~Tori Amos
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Post by valerierose on Nov 13, 2005 21:19:47 GMT -5
^
best.post-scarlet.tori.song.out.there.period.
(heee that was in reference to garlands, but I heart toast as well)
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Post by rockstars on Nov 13, 2005 21:22:53 GMT -5
I've got Garlands on repeat right now. LOL
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Post by Satu on Nov 15, 2005 15:07:31 GMT -5
I have to have to have to post these lyrics!!!! These tear my heart apart....  The lyrics are really personal to me... Your cruel device Your blood, like ice One look could kill My pain, your thrill I want to love you but I better not touch (don’t touch) I want to hold you but my senses Tell me to stop I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much) I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison You’re poison running through my veins You’re poison, I don’t want to break these chains Your mouth, so hot Your web, I’m caught Your skin, so wet Black lace on sweat I hear you calling and it’s needles And pins (and pins) I want to hurt you just to hear you Screaming my name Don’t want to touch you but You’re under my skin (deep in) I want to kiss you but your lips Are venomous poison You’re poison running through my veins You’re poison, I don’t wanna Break these chains Poison One look could kill My pain, your thrill I want to love you but I better not Touch (don’t touch) I want to hold you but my senses Tell me to stop I want to kiss you but I want it too Much (too much) I want to taste you but your lips Are venomous poison You’re poison running through my Veins You’re poison, I don’t wanna Break these chains Poison I want to love you but I better not Touch (don’t touch) I want to hold you but my senses Tell me to stop I want to kiss you but I want it too Much (too much) I want to taste you but your lips Are venomous poison, yeah I don’t want to break these chains Poison, oh no Runnin’ deep inside my veins, Burnin’ deep inside my veins It’s poison I dont’t wanna break these chains Poison |
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Post by Satu on Nov 17, 2005 8:52:44 GMT -5
Nobody knows who I really am
I never felt this empty before
And if I ever need someone to come along,
Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?
We are all rowing the boat of fate
The waves keep on coming and we can't escape
But if we ever get lost on our way
The waves would guide you through another day
Nobody knows who I really am
Maybe they just don't give a damn
But if I ever need someone to come along
I know you would follow me, and keep me strong
And every time I see your face
The ocean heaves up to my heart
You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon
I can see the shore
Oh, I can see the shore
When will I see the shore?
I want you to know who I really am
I never thought I'd feel this way towards you
And if you ever need someone to come along,
I will follow you, and keep you strong
And every time I see your face
The ocean heaves up to my heart
You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon
I can see the shore
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Post by Miss Take on Nov 17, 2005 17:35:06 GMT -5
this is my song of the month:
Disconnected, its the way that I wanted it to be,
The Cult Electric is my favorite record of the week,
Cause I'm not feeling sweet.
But I can't say that when everyone is so judgmental,
And I can't play back all the times when you were gentle,
Cause even you can't be true.
And I won't jump cause now I know you'd never catch me,
And I can't leave you because you swore you'd never let me,
But even you, talk shit too.
But you have trained me to watch my back and drop my standards,
And you have shamed me since the first time you were with her.
And you can't make me love your band or buy your records,
Cause you have tainted my respect for your adventures.
And you will never have the chance to trace my features,
And you will never make me feel like such a loser.
And you can have the past- cause I'm in love with the future.
And I have met a boy,
Who makes you look so shallow.
And there is so much time,
And so much space to travel...
I'm in love with the future.
-veruca salt
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Post by ♥Ms J®♥ on Nov 17, 2005 17:50:37 GMT -5
And You walked out
When I asked you to stay
as usual you get your way
You closed the door
you stumble down to the street
where you wring your hands
and you drag you feet
Where the words can't find you to crawl inside you
I'm ringing all the warning bells
careful or you'll hurt yourself
others lie, lie, lie, they adore you
I'll be the one to tell you
Careful or you'll hurt yourself
gonna try, try, try 'till the morning comes
But you can't hide standing under these stars
they know everything they know where you are
you're in your head you're all turned around with it
and they're shining down their light to bring you back again
Back where I can find you to crawl inside you
I'm ringing all the warning belts
careful or you'll hurt yourself
others lie, lie, lie, they adore you
I'll be the one to tell you
careful or you'll hurt yourself
gonna try, try, try, 'till the morning comes
all you want to see is make beleive
but way down underneathe
I'm ringing all the warning belts
careful you don't hurt yourself
others lie, lie, lie, they adore you
I'll be the one to tell you
careful or you'll hurt yourself
gonna try, try, try, 'till morning
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Post by sonicsound on Jan 4, 2006 8:29:44 GMT -5
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look at us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
The Clash's London Calling is stuck in my head.
Over and over....and over...and over...
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Post by Xalazi on Jan 4, 2006 13:04:22 GMT -5
La, la, la, la, la
This is my stop,
Got to get off,
I may go pop.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
I've got to be direct, (la, la, la)
If I'm wrong please correct, (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck.
You looked right through me,
Say I'm gloomy,
Well, so sue me.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
I've got to be direct, (la, la, la)
It's like a big train wreck, (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck, (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck, (la, la, la)
You're standing...
Nothing is like I planned it,
So funny I can't stand it,
Wish I was made of granite,
[Daria:] I must be on another planet.
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
This is my stop,
Got to get off,
I may go pop.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
I've got to be direct, (la, la, la)
If I'm wrong please correct, (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck. (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck. (la, la, la)
You're standing on my neck.
La, la, la, la, la (x15)
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Post by M.E. on Jan 4, 2006 13:54:55 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]^^^^^Daria[/glow]
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Post by M.E. on Jan 4, 2006 13:57:20 GMT -5
Tilling my own grave to keep me level
Jam another dragon down the hole
Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren
One that pushes me along and leaves me so
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China
White as Dracula as I approach the bottom
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Little angel go away
Come again some other day
The devil has my ear today
I'll never hear a word you say
He promised I would find a little solace
And some piece of mind
Whatever just as long as I don't feel so
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless
over you
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Post by Xalazi on Jan 4, 2006 18:26:24 GMT -5
There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Waiting like a stalking buttler
Who upon the finger rests
Murder now, the pattern called "must we"
Just because the son has come
Jesus,wont you fucking whistle ?
Something but the past and done
Jesus, wont you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
And why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a centre in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down
Mother Mary, won't you whisper?
Something but what's past and done
Mother Mary, won't you whisper?
Something but what's past and done
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And why?
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a centre in you
I will chew it up and leave
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And why?
I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it
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Post by ♥Ms J®♥ on Jan 6, 2006 12:16:50 GMT -5
Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that
Another aerorplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home
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Post by AKCanSuckMyKiss on Jan 6, 2006 13:56:42 GMT -5
Demolition Lovers- My Chemical Romance
hand in mine unto your icy blues and then I'd say to you we could take to the highway with this trunk of ammuntion to I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets I'm trying I'm trying to let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
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Street Carp- Deftones
It's not that I care
(truly)
but you're that girl
(with sharp teeth)
who grabs at the walls
(and pulls meat down)
well here's my new address
6 6 4 oh
I forget
it's not like I care
(truly)
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Post by ♥Ms J®♥ on Jan 6, 2006 16:31:16 GMT -5
There's a shadow just behind me Shrouding every step I take Making every promise empty Pointing every finger at me Waiting like a stalking buttler Who upon the finger rests Murder now, the pattern called "must we" Just because the son has come Jesus,wont you fucking whistle ? Something but the past and done Jesus, wont you fucking whistle Something but the past and done Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over And why can't we drink forever? I just want to start this over I am just a worthless liar I am just an imbecile I will only complicate you Trust in me and fall as well I will find a centre in you I will chew it up and leave I will work to elevate you Just enough to bring you down Mother Mary, won't you whisper? Something but what's past and done Mother Mary, won't you whisper? Something but what's past and done Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over And why can't we sleep forever? I just want to start this over And why? I am just a worthless liar I am just an imbecile I will only complicate you Trust in me and fall as well I will find a centre in you I will chew it up and leave Trust me Trust me Trust me Trust me Trust me Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start things over And why can't we sleep forever? I just want to start this over And why? I want it when I want it I want it when I want it I want it when I want it I want it when I want it Nice I love Tool |
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Post by pdn on Jan 7, 2006 3:27:53 GMT -5
Please could you stay awhile to share my grief,
For it's such a lovely day,
To have to always feel this way,
And the time that I will suffer less,
Is when I never have to wake.
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness of darkness, forever,
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness of darkness, forever.
Those who have seen the needles eye, now tread,
Like a husk, from which all that was now has fled,
And the masks, that the monsters wear,
To feed, upon their prey.
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness of darkness, forever,
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness of darkness, forever.
Doubled up inside,
Take awhile to shed my grief,
Always doubled up inside,
Taunted, cruel.
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness the darkness, forever,
Wandering stars,
For whom it is reserved,
The blackness, the darkness, forever.
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Wandering Star - Portishead
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Post by pdn on Jan 7, 2006 3:31:29 GMT -5
So be it, I'm your crowbar
If that's what I am so far
Until you get out of this mess
And I will pretend
That I don't know of your sins
Until you are ready to confess
But all the time, all the time
I know, I know
And you can use my skin
To bury secrets in
And I will settle you down
And at my own suggestion
I will ask no questions
While I do my thing in the background
But all the time, all the time
I know, I know
Baby
I can't help you out
While she's still around
So for the time being
I'm being patient
And amidst the bitterness
If you'll just consider this
Even if it don't make sense
All the time, give it time
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you've early closed your curtains
I'll wait by the backstage door
While you try to find
The lines to speak your mind
And pry it open, hoping for an encore
And if it gets too late
For me to wait
For you to find you love me, and tell me so
It's ok, don't need to say it.
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I Know - Fiona Apple
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Post by Dan the G-Man on Jan 8, 2006 0:55:30 GMT -5
[url=http://s5.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3CQJHB8IPMSGG0MEGLF58RWYED ]Rush - Subdivision[/url] <------- download link  Sprawling on the fringes of the city In geometric order An insulated border In between the bright lights And the far unlit unknown Growing up it all seems so one-sided Opinions all provided The future pre-decided Detached and subdivided In the mass production zone Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone Chorus (Subdivisions) In the high school halls In the shopping malls Conform or be cast out (Subdivisions) In the basement bars In the backs of cars Be cool or be cast out Any escape might help disprove the unattractive truth But the suburbs have no charms to soothe the restless dreams of youth Drawn like moths we drift into the city The timeless old attraction Cruising for the action Lit up like a firefly Just to feel the living night Well some will sell their dreams for small desires Or lose the race to rats Get caught in ticking traps And start to dream of somewhere To relax their restless flight Somewhere out of a memory of lighted streets on quiet nights... Chorus |
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The lyrics are really personal to me...
