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Post by ♣Miranda♣ on Dec 18, 2003 19:25:29 GMT -5
bluey, there's a different Poe song that reminds me of you everytime I listen to it ....from my "Haunted" cd.... can you guess which one it is?! Dear Johhny (lol!) Seriously, though, that cd IS haunting in a creepy-beautiful way. ? If you're gonna ask me to guess, at least let me try before you tell me what it is!
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Post by orfeo on Dec 18, 2003 22:43:05 GMT -5
I've had one Christmas lunch too many, complete with a glass of champagne. Someone find me a song about being ever so slightly hung over and thinking you are never going to make it through the afternoon without snoring and drooling on your desk...
"Comfortably Numb" maybe? Except for the comfortable part.
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Post by talulad on Dec 19, 2003 1:19:04 GMT -5
At the moment, even though as a whole this song doesn't define me, there are one or two lines that are just perfect.
"I'm Bound To Pack It Up" by the White Stripes.
The bus is warm and softly lit And a hundred people ride in it I guess I'm just another runaway
I'm gonna pick it up I'm gonna pick it up today I'm bound pack it up I'm bound pack it up and go away
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Post by Aims on Dec 19, 2003 18:52:51 GMT -5
Freak by Silverchair... If only I could be AS COOL AS YOU...
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Post by ♣Miranda♣ on Dec 28, 2003 0:10:04 GMT -5
Thin Line ~ Jurassic 5
Yo, this is a lesson in friendship The depths of a kinship What women and men begin with, and then slip My pen drips As I scribble my thoughts on thin strips Of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction Eruption of passion Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line But that's why we built these walls
We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine Love you like you was mine, but respect a thin line I love you like you was mine, think about you all the time Very close friend of mine, but respect a thin line
Opposite's attract When the female and male come in contact Sticky situation in fact Tryin not to let the feelings catch But there's a thin line between both of y'all So you respect that And entertain the idea, but get brought back To reality, and could you really live with that? Decision, based on intuition You love and keep your distance Hug and kiss in friendship
An ongoing kinship, we was people to begin with Disrespect was not intended but your feelings sparked the sentence Sometimes you're too intense in your quest to invent The perfect man, please understand, my rhyme is your repent
Man, too bad that we became friends first I'm not on expert on how relationships should work But, (echos) from the minute it as known It changed the whole tone on how we spoke on the phone Yo, it was cool but I felt it wasn't enough And I was stuck when your moms would pick it up Over you, all my buddies would swoon But I felt we were in tune, you let me up in your room. (Damn) But to me girl, you're still off limits No matter all the times that I hinted (Yo, whatchu doin after this?) Infactuation was authentic, but yo I just pretended So I wouldn't lose the friendship Maybe, I should spill all my guts Or write a letter, then tear it up Or do a song, just to say what's up I want ... just ... a touch
I can't do this anymore See my heart just spills out when you walk in the door Friendship turns into lust and this only tip That I can't comprehend even if I knew it Can't do justice to these things that I'm feeling You got someone else, don't wanna be caught stealing Hell if she knew she would never leave us alone in the roo-ooo-ooom
This was a lesson in friendship I stress in this sentence Should women and men be friends first? And then slip? My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on thin strips of devotion
Opposites attract And best friends make a perfect match If you only knew that Once you cross, ain't no turning back The minute you let him in it and he hit that That's that
We was people to begin with, but you was too relentless Jeporidizing kinship, respect is intended Resolve is my intent While we got it in I'm tryin to salvage a friendship
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Post by Hellfire on Dec 31, 2003 9:59:49 GMT -5
and i'm back to Fiona Apple on new year's eve... Get GoneHow many times do I have to say To get away, get gone Flip your shit past another lasses Humble dwelling You got your game, made your shot And you got away with a lot, but I’m not turned-on So put away that meat you’re selling Cuz I do know what’s good for me And I’ve done what I could for you But you’re not benefiting, and yet I’m sitting Singing again, sing, sing again How can I deal with this, if you won’t get with this M'I gonna heal from this; you won’t admit to it Nothing to figure out; I gotta get you out It’s time the truth was out that you don’t give a shit about me How many times can it escalate Till it elevates to a place I can’t breathe? And I must decide, if you must deride That I’m much obliged to up and go I’ll idealize, then realize that it’s no sacrifice Because the price is paid, and there’s nothing left to grieve Fuckin go- Cuz I've done what I could for you And I do know what’s good for me And I’m not benefiting, instead I’m sitting singing again Singing again, singing again, sing, sing, sing again How can I deal with this, if you won’t get with this M'I gonna heal from this; you won’t admit to it Nothing to figure out; I gotta get you out It’s time the truth was out that you don’t give a shit about me!
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Post by *Herry* on Jan 1, 2004 21:20:38 GMT -5
Snow Cherries From France
I'm so confused at the moby.
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Post by ♣Miranda♣ on Jan 1, 2004 21:50:37 GMT -5
Snow Cherries From FranceI'm so confused at the moby. Me too, darlin'.
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Post by fearscape222 on Jan 6, 2004 13:52:01 GMT -5
Minneapolis by Lucinda Williams
I've been waiting for you to come back Since you left Minneapolis Snow covers the streetlamps and the windowsills The buildings and the brittle crooked trees Dead leaves of December Thin skinned and splintered Never gotten used to this bitter winter
I've been wasted, angry and sad Since you left Minneapolis I wish my thoughts were pure like the driven snow Like the heavens and the spring's virgin buds But they strangle me with their sin Fill me up with poison Black clouds have covered up the sun again
I can always trace it back To that night in Minneapolis Here on the seventh floor in a room I can't call mine Deadbolt on the door, do not disturb sign Shaking and trembling On the clean white linen Slivers of starlight across the ceiling
A dozen yellow roses All that's left in Minneapolis I wish I'd never seen your face or heard your voice You're a bad pain in my gut I wanna spit you out Open up this wound again Let my blood flow red and thin Into the glistening Into the whiteness Into the melting snow of Minneapolis
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Post by Koalapupu on Jan 6, 2004 14:52:58 GMT -5
True Love Waits ~ Radiohead
I'll drown my beliefs To have you be in peace I'll dress like your niece To wash your swollen feet
Just don't leave, don't leave
And true love waits In haunted attics And true love wins On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave, don't leave
I'm not living I'm just killing time Your tiny hands Your crazy kiss and smile
Just lonely, longing.. Just lonely, longing..
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Post by *Herry* on Jan 6, 2004 22:46:09 GMT -5
Me too, darlin'. Aw petal, is that who's lying beside me sniffling? xo I shouldn't be confused REAlly. I just need a good slap over the head!
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Post by ♣Miranda♣ on Jan 7, 2004 1:56:02 GMT -5
Aw petal, is that who's lying beside me sniffling? xo I shouldn't be confused REAlly. I just need a good slap over the head! Let's meet up somewhere and give each other some good whacks and maybe we'll get all this confusion sorted out.
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Post by fearscape222 on Jan 19, 2004 20:23:53 GMT -5
So Far Away ~ Staind
this is my life its not what it was before all these feelings i've shared and these are my dreams that i'd never lived before somebody shake me cuz i i must be sleeping
now that we're here, it's so far away all the struggle we thought was in vain in all the mistakes, one life contained they all finally start to go away now that we're here its so far away and i feel like i can face the day i can forgive and i'm not ashamed to be the person that i am today
these are my words that i've never said before i think i'm doing okay and this is the smile that i've never shown before
somebody shake me cuz i i must be sleeping
i'm so afraid of waking please don't shake me afraid of waking please don't shake me
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Post by frailangel on Mar 10, 2004 2:33:31 GMT -5
A deeper kind of slumber / Tiamat robin goodfellow dianae, my muse morpheus in my heart your sand in my veins it’s a deeper kind of slumber what is universe anyway but a pouch of silver coins the intense breathing of a dying animal a foreboding of afterlife master keys in oaken chest the somewhere is mine and from there I’ll continue all I asked for was a little love meet me on the other side where as a rose I will wake though blind I’ll follow every step you take dianae, my muse dianae, my solitude cease to exist, rise to exist no more it’s a deeper kind of slumber
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Post by fearscape222 on Mar 10, 2004 17:18:39 GMT -5
I'm Alright (You Gotta Go There to Come Back) by STEREOPHONICS
I'll drink another drink for you One, two, three, four, five, once I drank a fish alive I'll drop another pill for you Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, did it before, I'll do it again
I'll tell another joke for you Did you hear the one about the one that looks like you I'll sleep with sleep arounds for you Why don't you scratch my back and chew the tongue I chew
I'm alright I'm alright
I'll tell another lie for you Tell you what you wanna hear, but that don't make it true I'll wear another smile for you That way you know I'm fine, and having fun with you
I'll draw another line for you That way you know I'm hip, that way you know I'm cool I'll smoke another smoke for you I'll blow back in your mouth and you can blow back too
I'm alright I'm alright You gotta go there to come back
I'll take another punch for you Tie my hands behind my back, that way you cannot lose I'll make another pound for you So you can drive your motor car, and drive you to the moon
I'm alright I'm alright
You. Me. Us. Free... we're alright, alright
Love. Pain. Hate. Rain... we're alright, alright
Give. Take. Time. Place... we're alright, alright
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Post by Hellfire on Mar 10, 2004 18:45:21 GMT -5
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Post by ♥Mary♥ on Mar 11, 2004 12:29:32 GMT -5
lol, i've met a real freak from San Diego this past weekend so in his honor i'm gonna go with David Bowie's "I'm Afraid Of Americans". i think he might be related to Mary or something. OMG! I have TONS of relatives in San Diego! What if you met a freak who WAS related to me?! It could happen. We have freaks! I *know* he must be freak anyway, to leave the most beautiful (and one of the 'healthiest'-in-the-nation) city next to the Pacific and come down there to subject himself to crazy people (I'm not naming names, though) who live next to the Atlantic. Loco!
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Post by etienne on Mar 12, 2004 9:07:31 GMT -5
Heartburn- Rufus Wainwright
Is this heartbreak or is this heartburn? Have I been played or do I need a rolaid? Gotta learn the difference 'tween I love ya The difference 'tween I love ya and the symptoms of ebola
Is this heartbreak or is this heartburn? Can I be spared from being so dramatic? Gotta learn the difference 'tween I love ya The difference 'tween I love ya and that derailed rollercoaster
Gonna rain down on my sunny Sunday shoes Guess best I get some galoshes
Let me tell you that this song's useful Yes this song's useful when you're really drunk And you gotta learn the difference 'tween I love ya The difference 'tween I love ya and whatever.
(The opening two lines and "Can I be spared from being so dramatic" have taken up permanent residence in my head...)
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Post by LipGlossArsonist on Mar 13, 2004 0:53:57 GMT -5
Tori Amos - Bliss
Mainly because of: Steady as it comes right down to you, I've said it all; so maybe we're a bliss of another kind
He makes me so happy I could burst.
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Post by ♥Mary♥ on Mar 16, 2004 11:48:25 GMT -5
Tori Amos - BlissMainly because of: Steady as it comes right down to you, I've said it all; so maybe we're a bliss of another kindHe makes me so happy I could burst. Hooray for that.
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