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Song lyrics thread >Fine place for a day full of breakdowns >Takes more than a meltdown to show us how >Throw a tack on the road, stop the meat plow >Got a bullet but it aint mine -Stone Temple Pilots What the hell does this mean, exactly? This has been stuck in my head all day

>Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy what did he mean by this?

>>15936 He hates his haters, nah mean?

I really like this song from Les Misérables. Beggars: Look down, and see the beggars at your feet Look down and show some mercy if you can Look down and see The sweepings of the streets Look down, look down, Upon your fellow man! Gavroche: How do you do? My name's Gavroche These are my people, here's my patch Not much to look at, nothing posh Nothing that you'd call up to scratch This is my school, my high society Here in the slums of Saint Michel We live on crumbs of humble piety Tough on the teeth, but what the hell! Think you're poor? Think you're free? Follow me, follow me! Beggars: Look down, and show some mercy if you can Look down, look down, upon your fellow man [An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute occupying her patch.] Old Beggar Woman: What you think yer at? Hanging round me pitch? If you're new around here, girl You've got a lot to learn Young Prostitute: Listen you old bat Crazy bloody witch 'Least I give my customers Some pleasure in return Old Beggar Woman: I know what you give! Give 'em all the pox! Spread around your poison Till they end up in a box Pimp: Leave the poor old cow, Move it, Madeleine She used to be no better Till the clap got to her brain Beggars: When's it gonna end? When we gonna live? Something's gotta happen now or Something's gonna give... It'll come, it'll come, it'll come It'll come, it'll come, it'll come Enjolras: Where are the leaders of the land? Where are the swells who run this show? Marius: Only one man - and that's Lamarque Speaks for the people here below Beggars: See our children fed Help us in our shame Something for a crust of bread In Holy Jesus' name Urchin: In the Lord's Holy name. Beggars: In his name, in his name, in his name... Marius: Lamarque is ill and fading fast! Won't last the week out so they say Enjolras: With all the anger in the land How long before the judgement day? Before we cut the fat ones down to size? Before the barricades arise? Gavroche: There was a time we killed the King We tried to change the world too fast Now we have got another King He is no better than the last This is the land that fought for liberty Now when we fight We fight for bread Here is a thing about equality: Everyone's equal when they're dead Take your place Take your change Vive la France, vive la France! Beggars: Look down, and show some mercy if you can Look down, look down, upon your fellow man!

>you pluck fruit from my endless head >re-arrange them to make your salt sweat >bite snakes down for better shelter >fridge your orgasm, make it colder >we put our blood in bags, we don't want water What the hell is it about? I kinda understand "fridge your orgasm make it colder", but rest is total mystery to me. If anyone wants to analyze the rest, song is called "racehorse: get married".

>No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes >No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out >The wriggling, squiggling worm inside >Devours from the inside out >No more talk about the old days >It's time for something great >I want you to get out >And make it work >So many lies >So many lies >So many lies >So feel the love come off of them and >Take me in your arms this song always make me feel better, i love listening to it while i look at the sky and realize what a long journey this life has been. there are many versions of this song, my favorite ones are this: https://youtu.be/XBIMXR_dXU0?t=1h14m26s https://youtu.be/d7iWEim4sWo

>I'm fuarrrking tired of all the perks >I've tried nothing, everything works >For less I'm worth, I've served my bid >All fuarrrk life wasn't what it is >All fuarrrk life was just a bridge >I seen some free landed some tricks >Far I see high time man quit >Won't let you know when I get goin >Phone ring too long >Phone ring too long, I'm probably gone >Ring tone jingle my swan song >I'll show you how to leave well enough alone >I'm not this world this on cue world >I fall back, concoct new worlds >I fall out in throbbing swirls >I fall until I stop this world >I fall the fuarrrk off this world >I live down the street from you've noticed me, I've never seen you >Wonder what the fuarrrk I do >Listen up, you nosy bitch, listen close >My most recent purchase, old black rope >Gonna learn how to tie it, hang it in my chamber >Perfect reminder occult I'm made of >Come try it out whenever you wanna >Last night, 3:30 in the morning, >Death on my front porch >Can feel him itching to take me with him, hail death, fuarrrk you waiting for >Like a question no one mention, he turns around, hands me his weapon >He slurs, "Use at your discretion, it's been a pleasure, Stefan" >Head on like dead, on like grey >Death in your way, not in my way, I got my way >I was in my way, crept out my way, kept out my way >I'm on one like bae you're on your way, way, way, way >I'm fuarrrking tired of all the perks >I've tried nothing, everything works >For less I'm worth, I've served my bid >All fuarrrk life wasn't what it is >All fuarrrk life was just a bridge >I seen some free landed some tricks >Far I see high time man quit >Won't let you know when I get goin >Phone ring too long >Don't you worry, impossible for anything to be a big deal >I'm in no weary, my vital post dated but clearly been ages since life had appeal >Far more than fascination my second nature chant kill cause I can >This body by my own hands >My friends and family won't understand >So I stay in the end, don't make none to me >If wasn't for them, I'd make that decision on GP >Had to do it all again, I'd make that decision on GP >All the nights I don't die for you >Wouldn't believe how many nights I ain't died for you on GP >Not that I care, I'd be a liar if I sat here claiming I'd exit in a minute >But I can't say I wouldn't I have my limits https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cinJDxLUsNY

>I love bad bitches that's my fuarrrking problem >And yeah I like to fuarrrk, I got a fuarrrking problem

>Conditioned knowledge >Arranged through screens >Controlled emotions >Aligned through dreams >Repressed desires >Maintained by fear >Imprisoned faith >No will to flee >The order is issued >Enforced by steel >Compliance required >The transfer begins >Assembled and numbered >Assigned to cells >Injected and wired >Reality fades >We'll re-program your minds >We'll program your dreams >We'll program your lies >We'll program your thoughts (What's with the IDs?)

>Okay, I think, by now, we’ve established >that everything is inherently worthless >And there is nothing in the universe with any kind of objective purpose >And you could scream for a hundred years, split that sky with a thousand curses >To tell the evil that men do and, honey, you wouldn’t even scratch the surface

>>15997 Sounds like BNW crossing over to 1984 >>15998 Yea, you wouldn't scratch the surface because yelling at the sky typically doesn't fix any problems

>And I know the Government administered AIDS >So I guess we just pray like the minister say >Allah O'Akbar and throw 'em some hot cars >Things we seen on the screen are not ours >But these niggas from the hood so these dreams not far >Where I'm from, the dope boys is the rock stars >But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars >I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it https://vimeo.com/96997894

Rose, I hear your voice near to me I've put away the poisoned chalice, for now And lie down amongst the flowerbeds Whichever stars we walk among We both seek out the darkest red The wine was turned to blood again Without this blood we'd both be dead I've wound myself tight into the hedgerows Let's see which way the winter wind blows You are my shadow Rosa Decidua https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjPYNWaTA0U

>They looked to me once. Now they turn to you. Do you understand now? >Do you see that the truth is they don't want to change this? >They don't want a hero. They just want a martyr, a statue to raise. >I've given everything I can. There are no heroes left in man. >So it begins! >No matter which one of us lives, the ground we're standing on will crack and blow away. >And you will fight. But when you fight, you'll fight alone. And in the end you'll see there was no other way. >I've been here before. I've stood where you stand. >They called me their hero, The Hero of Man. But why should we save them >when they stand for nothing? If they deserve life, LET THEM STAND FOR THEMSELVES. >We've given everything we can. There are no heroes left in man. >They'll watch you die to save their lives. They will not stand here by your side. >Protoman: We've given everything we can. There are no heroes left in man. So let them watch as we decide the very fate of all mankind! The Protomen: Act I: The Stand (Man or Machine) Listen to the entire album. I beg you.

>>16395 Who is the lyrics supposed to be from the point of view from?

>>16450 Protoman talking to his younger brother Megaman.

Despite it's infamy as a meme, I instantly fell in love with the whole album. I especially keep these lyrics near my heart: "And one day we will die And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea But for now we are young Let us lay in the sun And count every beautiful thing we can see Love to be In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me, me" When I die, I want this song to be played at my funeral.

>>16472 well, is damn good album. Not a masterpiece but best thing that they've ever put out.

If you make sure you're connected The writing's on the wall But if your mind's neglected, stumble you might fall Stumble you might fall, stumble you might fall Ain't gonna go blind (oh yeah) I see thru you, I see thru you I see thru you, I see thru you (oh yeah) I'm gonna get myself, I'm gonna get myself I'm gonna get myself connected I ain't gonna go blind for the light that is reflected Hear me out Can ya hear me out, can ya hear me out

>>16472 itaots is great. "And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for"

>>16484 Spoilers please.

>>16579 good enough? >>16472 Sailing through is their best song i think https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLp1Uiu1IeQ (well I love when he yells in general) >There is a man lying down in a grave somewhere >With the same tatooes as me >And I love him I love him I love him >Ayaayya >There is a man lying down in a bed somewhere >With a same set of sex aspects >And I hate him I hate him I hate him >ayaayya

I'm the man in the box

>>17201 >Wow de wowow de >wow de wowow

В далеке от больших городов, Там где нет дорогих бутиков, Там другие люди живут, О которых совсем не поют. Не снимают про них сериалов, Ведь они не в формате каналов, И не пишет про них интернет, Их совсем вроде как бы и нет. Они молоды, но не студенты, Не о кеях не знают ни ленты, В суши барах они не бывают, И в соляриях не загорают. У них нет дорогой гарнитуры, Наплевать им на эмо культуру, Не сидят вконтактах, в онлайнах, Они вкалывают на комбайнах. Выпил С2H5OH, Сел на Ниву Ростсельмаш, На ДТ, Дон500, Т 150, Покормил перед этим поросят. И пошёл зять пахать, молотить ячмень, Будет долгим долгим долгим долгим трудный день, Но зато ты знаешь каждый винтик в тракторе внутри, Получаешь за работу в месяц тыщи три, Комбайнёрыыыыыыыы Все они служили, в армии родной Не отмазался никто, что у него там геморрой, Комбайнеры, трактористы, грузчики арбузных фур, Эти парни не являются мечтой гламурных дур. И пускай там пидарасы, беснуются в Москве Но пока такие пацаны есть у нас в стране, Знают пусть враги все знают сучка Кондолиза Райс Никогда отребье НАТОвское не возьмёте нас. Выпил С2H5OH Сел на Ниву ростсельмаш, На ДТ, Дон500, Т 150 Покормил перед этим поросят. И пошёл зять пахать молотить ячмень, Будет долгим долгим долгим долгим твой рабочий день Эта песня посвящается всем сельским пацанам, Волгоградским комбайнёрам, трактаристам, пастухам Слава вам!

>>17271 пошел нахуй

Bamp de bamp-am Bamp de bamp-am Bamp de bamp-am Bamp de bamp-am

>M1A1 >thousand miles an ho-uhr >Gorillaz got the bass drum >gorillaz say i want some, some >YAHYAHYAHYAHYAHAYYSYSVDYWO HEY >YAHYAHYAHGHASOIHFGPOEPYAH HEY

>>17275 hey I liked that one

It's a dangerous adventure, but it's worth it Thousand miles up, we'll work hard for it At the top they say there's a sacred haven, up there We're climbing MT yuri, and we'll never come back down! On MT yuri, where true love can be found!

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out what's in my head And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar And so I wake in the morning and I step outside And I take a deep breath and get real high And I scream from the top of my lungs What's goin' on? And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay Hey, yay, yay I said hey, what's goin' on? And I say hey, yeah, yeah, yeah yay Hey, yay, yay I said hey, what's goin' on?

>>17337 Any tries?

I watched the rise and the fall of the common man, I lived to see all the steps walked back. I watched the walls all crash down crumbling, just to be rebuilt while we slept. we threw swords in the ocean wide and deep, we promised peace but the peace won't last. Because now we forge new blades so nervously waiting for this harmony to pass.

Ich warte mit geschlossenen Augen warte auf den Morgen Ich warte auf die Putzkraft die soll den Blumenmüll entsorgen Ich warte auf die Kellnerin hab Monde mir bestellt ... Ich warte durch die ganze Zeitung bis es Zeit ist für die Welt Ich warte mit dem Kugelschreiber auf den Einfall der Ideen Ich warte warte warte weiter bis es Zeit ist zurückzugehen Ich warte in den Zwischenräumen vorgeblich ungeschützt Ich warte auf die neue Sprache die die mir dann nützt Ich warte auf die Dopamine die innerlich versprochen sind Ich warte auf die Vorstellung dass der Film endlich beginnt Ich warte vor dem Automaten warte auf mein Geld Ich warte bis ein Stückchen Weltraumschrott direkt vor meine Füsse fällt Ich warte taste schwarze Tasten weil Weiss bisher nur irrt Ich warte warte warte weiter warte unbeirrt Ich warte auf Katzengangeslärm Ich warte auf Fischessang Ich warte auf den einen grossen unbeherrschten Klang Ich warte auf die dunklen Massen zwischen den Sternen noch unentdeckt Ich warte auf die Untertassen von den Nazis in den Anden versteckt Ich warte am Rand der Welt an dem es selbst Atomen schwindelt Ich warte direkt am schwarzen Loch Ich warte warte immernoch Ich warte unverdrossen Ich warte auf meiner Eisbergspitze am Ende der Physik auf Novemberhitze und auf Dinge dies nicht gibt Ich warte warte immer weiter letztendlich auf Musik Ich warte auf die eine die ihren Namen wohl verdient immer da war immer recht hat auf die eine die die Sonne ausgräbt das Gesetz der Gräber aufhebt Ich warte auf die die taktlos erntet honigtriefend barfuss tanzend ohne Hemmschuh die Ton für Ton der Starre entkommt die jedem auf Anhieb bekannt vorkommt Ich warte bis sie Türen Tore Schleusen öffnet bis sie wolkenbrechend - Weckruf Fanfare - überraschend aus dem Hinterhalt sich stürzt Ich hoffe sie zettelt eine Hymne an Ich warte bis es nichts mehr zu warten gibt das Leben ist kein Irrtum, kein Irrtum und Musik Ich warte Ich warte immernoch

Seniorita Roberti bore 20 exiles who rejected the past sisters and brothers traveling around

Where is a fat cock when you need it the most, A hard throbbing rod to fill up your butthole. if you know Madonna's real last name, Or talk about football like it's lame. Then I don't need no carrying on. 'Cause you know that you're gay, You wanna suck cock. You say that your straight, But we know that you're not. You are so far in the closet, That you have found your Christmas presents. You know you are gay, We all know so don't lie. You should come out, I think it's really about time. You know that you're gay, You're really gay. Well, you need an all-male holiday, A place where just boys frolic and play. And you can let it all hang out. You know that you're gay, You want your butt fuarrrked. You say that you're straight, But it's cock you want to suck. You know that your ass, You want guys to pound. And when you shower at the gym you always look down. You know you are gay, We all know, don't lie. You should come out, it's about time. You know that you're gay. You know that you're gay. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5dKZjUr6xM

>>17618 i was expecting pansy division of some sort, but this is nice too

>>17535 20 kids? damn that's disgusting.

>>17642 wat

>Reached the city steps tonight >Following the power lines >Met a man barside >With eclipses for eyes >And you tell yourself >You won't let them touch >Did I say too much, did I say enough >I don't know, Silvia >Circle round the room still >Have fun breaking my will >You know I can't have you here >With someone else on your skin >And it's all my fault for not getting off >So you made it start, can you make it stop? >You don't know, Silvia >Reached the city steps tonight >Following the power lines >And your skin is so white >Underneath the black night >And your voice cries out for the coup de grace >When the lights go out will there be a trace? >That I loved Silvia, that I loved Silvia >Did I say too much, did I say enough >I don't know, Silvia Feel free to interpret this. I just wanted to contribute.

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you **I know it's a dead meme, but the opportunity was too good to resist.**

CRAAAWLING IN MY SKIIN THEESE WOUNDS WILL NOT HEAL