TAKE ME BACK TO THAT PLACE WHERE I WAS BLIND, I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOUR FACE ONE LAST TIME
STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT NAMES WILL NEVER HURT ME AND IT'S BEEN YEARS BUT STILL I FEAR THAT SOMEDAY THEY'LL DESERT ME, OH IT'S HARD YES I KNOW WHEN IT'S TIME TO STAND ALONE AND NO ONE UNDERSTANDS YOU
DOESN'T REALLY MATTER IF YOU LEAD OR FOLLOW 'CAUSE EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW AND EVEN IF THERE WAS WOULD YOU STILL GO FOLLOWING YOUR FRIENDS?
I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE WENT WRONG, WE'RE STILL SINGING THAT SAME SAD SONG: IT'S MY LIFE, NOT YOUR LIFE I'LL END IT WHEN I WANT
NOW I'M OFF TO SAVE THE WORLD ONCE AGAIN BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW I'LL PULL IT OFF THIS TIME I JUST KNOW I'M GONNA DROWN...
WELL IT'S THE SADDEST SONG YOU'LL EVER HEAR, THE MOST PAIN YOU'LL EVER FEEL, BUT YOU GRIT YOUR TEETH 'CAUSE IT DON'T GET BETTER THAN THIS (KNOW THIS) AND YOU TRY TO EXPLAIN AS THE BLOOD LEAVES ALL YOUR VEINS AND YOU CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING THAT YOU WOULD CHANGE
WHY DOES IT SEEM LIKE THE ONES WHO HAVE EVERYTHING HAVE NOTHING INSIDE?
I DON'T SLEEP ANYMORE I GAVE IT UP BECAUSE WHAT WE DO IS NOT ENOUGH AND NOW THEY'RE CALLING OUT OUR BLUFFS. HAVE YOU DONE A SINGLE THING FOR SOMEONE ELSE OR DO YOU TAKE TAKE TAKE 'TIL YOUR BELLY IS STUFFED?
HOW LONG DO YOU THINK YOU CAN GO BEFORE YOU LOST IT ALL, BEFOPRE THEY CALL YOU BLUFF AND WATCH YOU FALL? I DON'T KNOW BUT I'D LIKE TO THINK I HAD CONTROL AT SOME POINT BUT I LET IT GO AND LOST MY SOUL. SIT TIGHT BY THE REVOLUTION'S YEARS AWAY, I'M LOSING FAITH AND I'M RUNNING LOW ON THING TO SAY SO I GUESS I HAVE NO CHOICE BU TO REGURGITATE THE TIRED ANTHEM OF A LOSER AND A HYPOCRITE.
OH! TO TO HAVE DIED THAT NIGHT I REALIZED IT WOULDN'T LAST, OUR DAYS WERE NUMBERED AND THE REAPER TIPPED THE HOURGLASS, THE FINAL MAYDAY OF OUR SINKING SHIP HAD COME AND PASSED
OH! TO THE WEST YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS YOU'RE RUNNING FROM AND EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING LOUD - YOUR LAST CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR FATHER PROUD
tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages, tell me why my arteries cease to work. show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent - strike out the memories first
tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages, tell me why my arteries cease to work. show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent - 'cause I look to you, I bathe in the earth
it's nothing but time and a face that you lose, i chose to feel it and you couldn't choose. i'll write you a postcard, i'll send you the news from a house down the road from real love
WHEN THEY COME FOR ME I'LL BE SITTING AT MY DESK WITH A GUN IN MY HAND WEARING A BULLETPROOF VEST, MY MY MY HOW THE TIME DOES FLY WHEN YOU KNOW YR GONNA DIE BY THE END OF THE NIGHT (YOU ALWAYS PLAY A SLOW SONG)
I'VE GOT A GUN IN MY HAND BUT THE GUN WON'T COCK, MY FINGER'S ON THE TRIGGER BUT THAT TRIGGER SEEMS LOCKED. I CAN'T STOP STARING AT THE TICK TOCK CLOCK AND EVEN IF I COULD I WOULD NEVER GIVE UP. WITH A VEST ON MY CHEST, A BULLET IN MY LUNG - I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M DYING WITH MY SONG UNSUNG AND IF AND WHEN I DIE WON'T YOU BURY ME ALONE? 'CAUSE I'LL NEVER GET TO HEAVEN IF I'M SINGING THIS SONG
That orange ball. That burning orb of fire in the sky is gonna explode and we're all gonna die! Except for the foolish few who will "think ahead" and drive their SUV's to their bomb shelters and complain about air conditioning because "baby, we ain't got no more electricity." They wanna rise when it's done, be a leader with a gun. Be a leader of what? Like a hundred and one? Well, fuck it, I'm gonna hang out on the rooftop when it comes.
'Cause when it's dark, it'll be night time, baby. And I'll get my ass on up out of this mess. The only stores that are open, baby. They gonna sell beer, and they're gonna sell ice cream. And we'll drink drink drink and get drunk drunk drunk and we'll talk talk talk about how much fun we had, yeah, when we we're fuckin' the world, Oh, we're fuckin' the world, yeha
And if I could swim And swim out to you on the ocean Swim out to where you were floating in the dark And if I was blessed I'd walk out to where you were sinking To lend you some air for that heaving sunken chest
Cause they chose you As the model For their empty little dreams With your new head And your legs spread Like a filthy magazine And they hunt you And they gut you And you give in
want a girl who gets up early I want a girl who stays up late I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity Who uses a machetti to cut through red tape With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack Shes touring the facility and picking up slack I want a girl with a short skirt, And a long, long jacket
99 dreams I have had And everyone a red ballon It's all over and I'm standing pretty In the dust that was a city If I could find a suvenier Just to prove the world was here And here it is a red balloon I think of you and let it go...
Hey, everybody don't forget me Forget me Hey, everybody don't forget me I forgot who I used to be And I'm a short fuse burning I'm so close to exploding So everybody don't forget me I forgot who I used to be
Well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to say I never want to let you down, or have you go, it's better off this way For all the dirty looks The photographs your boyfriend took Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
Walked around my good intentions Found that there were none I blame my father for the wasted years We hardly talk Never thought I would forget this hate Then a phonecall made me realize I'm wrong...
And if I don't make it, Know that I loved you all along Just like sunny days that we ignore Because we're all dumb and jaded And I hope to god I figure out what's wrong...
When you walks She swings her arms Instead of her hips When she talks She moves her mouth Instead of her lips And I've waited for her for so long I've waited for her for so long I've wondered if I could hang on I've wondered if I could hang on
"Let me go," she said, "Let me go." "Let me go," she said, "And I will want you more."
So here's my advice to you This should have turned out different But it didnt So get over it But dont you find it reassuring That one cosolation glowing My darling boy, it won't snow where she is going
passed out in our school clothes so we'd wake up in our sunday's best i never asked for your opinion i just got it and i get it you move slow like daytime drama and your boring like the soaps so while im taking you for granted we'll be humming along
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
Ten seconds left until midnight nine chances to drown ourselves in black hair dye eight faces turned away from the shock seven windows and six of them were locked five stories falling forever and ever three cheers to the mirror now there are two of us can we have one last dance?
this is a war we live in. now we're up in arms (up in arms) with our heads pressed against the wall and it's wearing thin (and wearing thin). these are the screams we swallow, if we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
And this flood, this flood is slowly rising up, swallowing the ground Beneath, my feet. Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so I'll swim, I'll swim as the water rises up sun is sinking down and now All I can see are the planets in a row suggesting it's best that I Slow down this nights a perfect shade of
Dark blue, dark blue Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you I said the world could be burning and burning down
Look who's laughing now. I'll pull it off somehow. As I passed her by I could see her cry and I'll never forget the look that was in her eye and the music you know it played on & and on & on so won't somebody tap her on the shoulder tell her life goes on.
48 comments:
yeah... i can see why henry wants to play guitar so badly.
i do?
I want to play bass.
Oh! And I passed my computer proficiency exam! So because of the loophole my mom found, I don't have to take Computer Tech!
I'm taking Chefs!
and what i meant was that you wanted to play the wangcaster, henry.
do i get the feeling you didn't catch the drift? ('cause there's a slight draft...)
wow, i didnt even realize that. that's pretty weird...
HENRY TELL ME WHY STREETLIGHT MANIFESTO IS THE GREATEST BAND TO ROCK THE EARTH
TAKE ME BACK TO THAT PLACE WHERE I WAS BLIND, I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOUR FACE ONE LAST TIME
STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT NAMES WILL NEVER HURT ME AND IT'S BEEN YEARS BUT STILL I FEAR THAT SOMEDAY THEY'LL DESERT ME, OH IT'S HARD YES I KNOW WHEN IT'S TIME TO STAND ALONE AND NO ONE UNDERSTANDS YOU
DOESN'T REALLY MATTER IF YOU LEAD OR FOLLOW 'CAUSE EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW AND EVEN IF THERE WAS WOULD YOU STILL GO FOLLOWING YOUR FRIENDS?
I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE WENT WRONG, WE'RE STILL SINGING THAT SAME SAD SONG: IT'S MY LIFE, NOT YOUR LIFE I'LL END IT WHEN I WANT
NOW I'M OFF TO SAVE THE WORLD ONCE AGAIN BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW I'LL PULL IT OFF THIS TIME I JUST KNOW I'M GONNA DROWN...
WELL IT'S THE SADDEST SONG YOU'LL EVER HEAR, THE MOST PAIN YOU'LL EVER FEEL, BUT YOU GRIT YOUR TEETH 'CAUSE IT DON'T GET BETTER THAN THIS (KNOW THIS) AND YOU TRY TO EXPLAIN AS THE BLOOD LEAVES ALL YOUR VEINS AND YOU CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING THAT YOU WOULD CHANGE
somebody hold me
WHY DOES IT SEEM LIKE THE ONES WHO HAVE EVERYTHING HAVE NOTHING INSIDE?
I DON'T SLEEP ANYMORE I GAVE IT UP BECAUSE WHAT WE DO IS NOT ENOUGH AND NOW THEY'RE CALLING OUT OUR BLUFFS. HAVE YOU DONE A SINGLE THING FOR SOMEONE ELSE OR DO YOU TAKE TAKE TAKE 'TIL YOUR BELLY IS STUFFED?
HOW LONG DO YOU THINK YOU CAN GO BEFORE YOU LOST IT ALL, BEFOPRE THEY CALL YOU BLUFF AND WATCH YOU FALL? I DON'T KNOW BUT I'D LIKE TO THINK I HAD CONTROL AT SOME POINT BUT I LET IT GO AND LOST MY SOUL. SIT TIGHT BY THE REVOLUTION'S YEARS AWAY, I'M LOSING FAITH AND I'M RUNNING LOW ON THING TO SAY SO I GUESS I HAVE NO CHOICE BU TO REGURGITATE THE TIRED ANTHEM OF A LOSER AND A HYPOCRITE.
OH! TO TO HAVE DIED THAT NIGHT I REALIZED IT WOULDN'T LAST, OUR DAYS WERE NUMBERED AND THE REAPER TIPPED THE HOURGLASS, THE FINAL MAYDAY OF OUR SINKING SHIP HAD COME AND PASSED
OH! TO THE WEST YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS YOU'RE RUNNING FROM AND EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING LOUD - YOUR LAST CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR FATHER PROUD
yr skinny finger tips
DANCE across my shoulder blades
tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages, tell me why my arteries cease to work. show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent - strike out the memories first
tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages, tell me why my arteries cease to work. show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent - 'cause I look to you, I bathe in the earth
god that was strange to see you again, introduced by a friend of a friend
smiled and said yes i think we've met before, in that instant it started to pour
all the time you thought i was sad, i was trying to remember your name
this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin, you tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
now you're outside me, you see all the beauty
repent all yr sins
it's nothing but time and a face that you lose, i chose to feel it and you couldn't choose. i'll write you a postcard, i'll send you the news from a house down the road from real love
(live through this, and you won't look back)
WHEN THEY COME FOR ME I'LL BE SITTING AT MY DESK WITH A GUN IN MY HAND WEARING A BULLETPROOF VEST, MY MY MY HOW THE TIME DOES FLY WHEN YOU KNOW YR GONNA DIE BY THE END OF THE NIGHT (YOU ALWAYS PLAY A SLOW SONG)
I'VE GOT A GUN IN MY HAND BUT THE GUN WON'T COCK, MY FINGER'S ON THE TRIGGER BUT THAT TRIGGER SEEMS LOCKED. I CAN'T STOP STARING AT THE TICK TOCK CLOCK AND EVEN IF I COULD I WOULD NEVER GIVE UP. WITH A VEST ON MY CHEST, A BULLET IN MY LUNG - I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M DYING WITH MY SONG UNSUNG AND IF AND WHEN I DIE WON'T YOU BURY ME ALONE? 'CAUSE I'LL NEVER GET TO HEAVEN IF I'M SINGING THIS SONG
PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER
PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, MAN
WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF
WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF
(it's sometimes like it never started)
(and it's sometimes like it will never end)
she stepped outside into the morning air, to watch the cars go by and let the sun dry her hair
i wanted to tell her how beautiful she was (but I just stared)
That orange ball. That burning orb of fire in the sky is gonna explode and we're all gonna die! Except for the foolish few who will "think ahead" and drive their SUV's to their bomb shelters and complain about air conditioning because "baby, we ain't got no more electricity." They wanna rise when it's done, be a leader with a gun.
Be a leader of what? Like a hundred and one? Well, fuck it, I'm gonna hang out on the rooftop when it comes.
'Cause when it's dark, it'll be night time, baby. And I'll get my ass on up out of this mess. The only stores that are open, baby.
They gonna sell beer, and they're gonna sell ice cream. And we'll drink drink drink and get drunk drunk drunk and we'll talk talk talk about how much fun we had, yeah, when we we're fuckin' the world, Oh, we're fuckin' the world, yeha
You're my satellite
You're riding with me tonight
Passenger side, lighting the sky
Always the first star that I find
You're my satellite
Maybe you will always be
Just a little out of reach
it comes back to me like pieces of a dream i can't remember
i was standing on a hill, i was on the phone with hell
And if I could swim
And swim out to you on the ocean
Swim out to where you were floating in the dark
And if I was blessed
I'd walk out to where you were sinking
To lend you some air for that heaving sunken chest
Cause they chose you
As the model
For their empty little dreams
With your new head
And your legs spread
Like a filthy magazine
And they hunt you
And they gut you
And you give in
We really need to see this through
We never want it to be abused
We'll never give up
It's no use
If we're fucked up you're to blame
want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machetti to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass
She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack
Shes touring the facility and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt,
And a long, long jacket
I always laughed when you
laughed.
Cried when you cried.
Danced when you danced.
I lied.
San Francisco Payphone.
99 dreams I have had
And everyone a red ballon
It's all over and I'm standing pretty
In the dust that was a city
If I could find a suvenier
Just to prove the world was here
And here it is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go...
Hey, everybody don't forget me
Forget me
Hey, everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be
And I'm a short fuse burning
I'm so close to exploding
So everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be
Well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to say
I never want to let you down, or have you go, it's better off this way
For all the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
(Have you ever felt wrong(ed)?)
Walked around my good intentions
Found that there were none
I blame my father for the wasted years
We hardly talk
Never thought I would forget this hate
Then a phonecall made me realize I'm wrong...
And if I don't make it,
Know that I loved you all along
Just like sunny days that we ignore
Because we're all dumb and jaded
And I hope to god I figure out what's wrong...
When you walks
She swings her arms
Instead of her hips
When she talks
She moves her mouth
Instead of her lips
And I've waited for her for so long
I've waited for her for so long
I've wondered if I could hang on
I've wondered if I could hang on
"Let me go," she said, "Let me go."
"Let me go," she said, "And I will want you more."
So here's my advice to you
This should have turned out different
But it didnt
So get over it
But dont you find it reassuring
That one cosolation glowing
My darling boy, it won't snow where she is going
passed out in our school clothes so we'd wake up in our sunday's best
i never asked for your opinion
i just got it
and i get it
you move slow like daytime drama
and your boring like the soaps
so while im taking you for granted
we'll be humming along
THIS FIRE IS OUT OF CONTROL
GONNA BURN THIS CITY
BURN THIS CITY
this glass house is burning down
you light the match
i'll stick around
i'll give you anything you want
and wish the worst of what I was
My style is di bom digi bom di deng di deng digigi uu uuu …
carubuano peer with di bom digi bom di deng di deng digigi uu uuu
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
Ten seconds left until midnight
nine chances to drown ourselves in black hair dye
eight faces turned away from the shock
seven windows and
six of them were locked
five stories falling
forever and ever
three cheers to the mirror
now there are two of us
can we have one last dance?
this is a war we live in. now we're up in arms (up in arms)
with our heads pressed against the wall and it's wearing thin
(and wearing thin).
these are the screams we swallow,
if we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red
sun rise?
And this flood, this flood is slowly rising up, swallowing the ground
Beneath, my feet. Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim, I'll swim as the water rises up sun is sinking down and now
All I can see are the planets in a row suggesting it's best that I
Slow down this nights a perfect shade of
Dark blue, dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning and burning down
Look who's laughing now.
I'll pull it off somehow.
As I passed her by I could see her cry
and I'll never forget the look that was in her eye
and the music you know it played on & and on & on
so won't somebody tap her on the shoulder
tell her life goes on.
final score:
Henry: 19 lyric posts
Pat: 18 lyric posts
To which I have to say "A-ooohhhhh!"
final score:
henry: likes penis
to which i have to say: i can't blame you
"Correction: I like my penis when men are touching it. No other things in the world transport me to a state of ecstasy."
Sounds like a wangfest.
ever since you got here, yeah
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