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Can't figure it out? Fine, I'll explain it.
Post lyrics to songs you enjoy. Or don't enjoy. Just...post lyrics. Institutionalized- Suicidal Tendencies Sometimes I try to do things and it just doesn't work out the way I wanted to. I get real frustrated and I try hard to do it and I take my time and it doesn't work out the way I wanted to. It's like I concentrate real hard and it doesn't work out Everything I do and everything I try never turns out It's like I need time to figure these things out But there's always someone there going Hey Mike: You know we've been noticing you've been having a lot of problems lately. You know, maybe you should get away and maybe you should talk about it, maybe you'll feel a lot better And I go: No it's okay, you know I'll figure it out, just leave me alone I'll figure it out. You know I'll just work by myself. And they go: Well you know if you want to talk about it I'll be here you know and you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it. And I go: No I don't want to I'm okay, I'll figure it out myself and they just keep bugging me and they just keep bugging me and it builds up inside and it builds up inside. So you're gonna be institutionalized You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes You won't have any say They'll brainwash you until you see their way. I'm not crazy - institutionalized You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized You're driving me crazy - institutionalized They stuck me in an institution Said it was the only solution To give me the needed professional help To protect me from the enemy, myself I was in my room and I was just like staring at the wall thinking about everything But then again I was thinking about nothing And then my mom came in and I didn't even know she was there she called my name And I didn't even hear it, and then she started screaming: MIKE! MIKE! And I go: What, what's the matter And she goes: What's the matter with you? I go: There's nothing-wrong mom. And she goes: Don't tell me that, you're on drugs! And I go: No mom I'm not on drugs I'm okay, I was just thinking you know, why don't you get me a pepsi. And she goes: NO you're on drugs! I go: Mom I'm okay, I'm just thinking. She goes: No you're not thinking, you're on drugs! Normal people don't act that way! I go: Mom just give me a Pepsi please All I want is a Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me. Just a Pepsi. They give you a white shirt with long sleeves Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves Drug you up because they're lazy It's too much work to help a crazy I'm not crazy - institutionalized You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized You're driving me crazy - institutionalized They stuck me in an institution Said it was the only solution To give me the needed professional help To protect me from the enemy, myself I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a chair and they sat down, they go: Mike, we need to talk to you And I go: Okay what's the matter They go: Me and your mom have been noticing lately that you've been having a lot of problems, You've been going off for no reason and we're afraid you're gonna hurt somebody, We're afraid you're gonna hurt yourself. So we decided that it would be in your interest if we put you somewhere Where you could get the help that you need. And I go: Wait, what do you mean, what are you talking about, we decided!? My best interest?! How can you know what's my best interest is? How can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to say, I'm crazy? When I went to your schools, I went to your churches, I went to your institutional learning facilities?! So how can you say I'm crazy. They say they're gonna fix my brain Alleviate my suffering and my pain But by the time they fix my head Mentally I'll be dead I'm not crazy - institutionalized You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized You're driving me crazy - institutionalized They stuck me in an institution Said it was the only solution To give me the needed professional help To protect me from the enemy, myself It doesn't matter I'll probably get hit by a car anyway.
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Megumi Hayashibara - Reflection
http://www.animelyrics.com/jpop/megumi/slreflct2.htm tooku chikaku naki kawasu toritachi ga mezame no asa wo tsugeteiru omoi tobira wo ake hanatsu toki ga kita ikudo tonaku kurikaesu tamashii no senritsu ni katamukeru kokoro mo naku samayotteiru nando tonaku otozureru kinou to asu no aida kyou to iu hioki kisari ni mirai ni naiteru ai ga nai YATSU hodo ai wo katatte yasashiku hohoende hoeteru seigi wo kazashite hito wo tsureteiru kizukazu ni *ima wo ikiru no ni oosugiru wa michi wo mado wasu zatsuon yasashisa no naka ni aru wana nukedasanakuccha jibun no naka ni aru hontou no kotae to mukai aetara sukoshizutsu kawatteiku korekara no watashi ima todokanai kotoba wo akiramete tsugun demo umareta omoi kiezu ni yami ni toketeku yume wo egaku koto sura mo SHUURU ni katazukerare netsu mou to kyozetsu no naka fukaku de naiteru **yume ga nai YATSU hodo genjitsu ni yotte shitari kao de yotte kuru yo butsu karu koto mo kizutsuku koto mo jyouzu ni sakete ***umaku ikiru yori bukiyou demo watashi rashiku arukitai tsumetasa no naka ni aru ai kanji toreta nara tomatta mama no haguruma ga mata yukkuri to toki wo kizamu motometeta jibun no basho kanarazu mitsukaru ** kurikaeshi *** kurikaeshi * kurikaeshi |
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Casual Otaku
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Location: http://www.freewebs.com/circaocean
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The Blood Brothers:Peacock Skeleton with Crooked Feathers
If the sea shakes like an empty maraca I know I know I know I know and she falls in love with the sounds of ships sinking? I know I know I know I know Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? If the heavens part and nobody, nowhere, nothing, every apartment is vacant, every home for rent? Hey Peacock? What's that? I just want to know what your feathers are made out of. Is it bruises or roses or cradles or coffins? (It's all those!) Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? If your friends are all cripple, all wither, all wilt, I know (x4) and you smile at their pain on your angel bone stilts. I know (x4) Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? If the brick you throw puts a bullet in your skull and a police boot lands atop your gaping jaw? Hey Peacock? What's that? I just wanna know what the babies mouth is full of. Is it flies or cries or straw? Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? Which peacock's police? Which peacock is thief? If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking Who's cashing out your bad luck? If wedding bells sound like death knells baby is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? If tuxedos slither off corpses and copulate wild on wedding cake and the priest starts snapping photos? There's a peacock on your shoulder pole dancing around your neck while reciting the Book of Revelation. So who do you love? Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? A panicked face makes the peacock proud. So who do you love? Who do you trust? Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? A panicked face makes the peacock proud. If the forests turn to static and the gnarled branches, too? I know (x4) Your body starts to fall into a concrete tutu? I know (x4) which peacock is beast? which peacock is priest? If you strike for better wages at the cola factory and they drink champagne as they kick in your teeth? Hey Peacock? What's that? I just wanna know what his blood tasted like. Was it like sugar or vinegar or whiskey or dirt? (It's all those!) Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? If machine guns come knock, knock, knocking Who's cashing out your bad luck? If wedding bells sound like death knells baby is a wealthy groom worth all this gloom? If tuxedos slither off corpses and copulate wild on wedding cake and the priest starts snapping photos? There's a peacock on your shoulder pole dancing around your neck while reciting the Book of Revelation. Things are never what they seem, the peacocks static melodies. So who do you love? Who do you trust when your friends take a match to your front lawn? A panicked face makes the peacock proud. So who do you love? Who do you trust? Who do you kill when your senator drags out your first born? A panicked face makes the peacock proud.
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The site has the kanji but no translation sorry.
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only read the first couple lines, but they are really simplistic and cute. ^^; |
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Join Date: Mar 2006
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Still remains -> The worst is yet to come
http://www.christianrocklyrics.com/s...syettocome.php These words have slipped again. Stitch the lips of the one that murmurs them. Cloud your vision, make everyone disappear. There's still time to wake up. Get out while you still can speak. This mud is too thick to see through. The stiches are coming out. The wounds won't heal. Is this embedded status permanent? So, I'm fearing the worst is yet to come. Days are getting shorter. Close your eyes for awhile. Rest a little longer. This mud is too thick to see through. The stitches are coming out. The wounds won't heal themselves. Is this embedded status perment? So, I'm fearing the worst is yet to come. Days are getting shorter. Close your eyes for awhile. Rest a little longer. These shoulders are too weak to carry any more. My will is too weak to carry on. Also a brighter and funnier song: The Caesars -> Jerk it out http://www.anysonglyrics.com/lyrics/...erk-it-out.htm Wind me up put me down start me off and watch me go I'll be running circles around you sooner than you know A little off center and i'm out of tune just kickin this can along the avenue But i'm alright coz it's easy once you know how it's done you can't stop now it's already begun you feel it running through your bones and you jerk it out jerk it out shut up hush your mouth can't you hear you talk to loud? No I can't hear nothing 'cause I got my head up in the clouds I bite off anything that I can chew I'm chasing cars up and down the avenue But that's ok coz it's easy once you know how it's done you can't stop now it's already begun you feel it running through your bones so you jerk it out jerk it out
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Carcass - Corporal Jigsore Quandary
[Music: Steer, Owen, Amott] [Lyrics: Walker] [Speech:] "Identifying the bodies which are decomposed, dismembered, skeletonised pose very serious problems. We've had many cases in this department where a body has been found in pieces, or decomposed, and we've been able to put things together. Yes, the head, the upper part of the body, in a very badly decomposed state..." Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray The torso diverged with pride Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs For a chondrin puzzle so quaint Head and body decollate A heaving mass so quiescent... Scattered and scrambled, your teasement grows - A bloody caricature to make whole A squirming grisly jigsaw, detrital fragments fit so snug - That missing piece will leave you stumped Totally desassembled, nicely sliced and diced - A cold mannequin once resembled Real cranium teaser, carved from flesh and bone - So mystifying... Battered and diffused, with placating blows - A human jigsaw to make whole A sequacious pattern which once fitted so snug - Joining together each dubious lump Ravaged disassembly, neatly cubed and diced - A cold mannequin reassembled Astute brain teaser, incorporate flesh and bone So mortifying... An incessant game - methodically made With each cumulative piecing - of commensated meat... Bi-manual reconstruction, eldritch problem complete A convented effigy A pathological toy, each chunk rigorously Inter mortis locking, as you pathogenically rot Such a perplexing task To fit the remains in the casket Uliginous mess so quiescent... [Lead: Human Jigsaw by W.G. Steer] [Lead: A heaving organic puzzle by M. Amott] An incessant game - methodically made With each cumulative piece - of commensated meat...
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