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| Tyler Durden | Saturday 9-12-2006, 07:17 Post #61 |
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Soap Artist
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Artist: 2Pac Lyrics Song: High 'Til I Die Lyrics High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop I'm High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop I'm High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me Shit don't stop The shit don't stop Game rules Ain't got time for fools Money on my mind So my nine rules Time to make wieght Niggas gettin' crazy paid Hate bitches for the games they play So nigga Pull quick But better be quicker Than the next mutha fucka On the trigger Cause I'm static Startin' to be a fuckin' habit Gotta keep my automatic Or get my ass kicked When I'm travelin' It's kind of puffin' I drive a bucket Little Thug Life nigga Screaming Fuck It I love to throw my middle finger to the police And no bucks, no justice, no peace I'm smoking blunts 'til I pass out [coughing] Yah nigga getting assed out Rollin' and my niggas Glass out Drving fast Talking to bitches Whipping cash out I'm with my niggas So fuck the suckas I'm bucking brothas Smokin' chronic mutha fuckas Causing ruckus It's the last of the drank Pull over Can't hear a damn thang Sober High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop I'm High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop I'm High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me Shit don't stop The shit don't stop Lord help me save me Mama keep praying for a young mutha fucker Trying to duck an early grave In the city where you can't tell the fakes From the snakes Enemies from phonies Friends from your homies Around the corner theres another nigga waiting to jack He don't know I got a glock Till his ass get shot Like a mutha fuckin' Thug disease Claiming Peace Like they mutha fuckin' trustin' me Hey, what's up with bitches trying to screw me Do me cause I did a movie Throw the pussy to me But before they never knew me Rather die then let yah Play me for like a Busta And with my glock I'm a plotin' ass rotten mutha fucka Hey don't let that movie fool yah Let me school yah Screaming Thug Life nigga When I do yah It's the last of the drank Pull over Can't hear a damn thang Sober [Till the end of song] High 'Til I Die Loced 'Til they smoke me The Shit don't stop Til my casket drop |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Saturday 16-12-2006, 13:07 Post #62 |
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Color Me Once by violent Femmes Color me once Color me twice Everything gonna turn out nice Everlasting arms You gotta keep me from these false alarms Alarm, alarm I see you sad Maybe I see you I'm glad Maybe, maybe I am one of her desires Patience, patience said the man Patience, patience I can't understand Patience like a man and a wife I got patience on my neck like a cold, cold knife I say Jack be nimble Jack fall dead Jack bend over and give Jilly head Oh you gotta help my body, heal my soul Dead men working A sinner, a saint Mixing up a pail of paint Painted the house, black as night When the sun came up the house was white Gotta go on Gotta go on We gotta go on You gotta go on You gotta go on Go on Go on Try and live life like I couldn't |
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| Ectopants | Tuesday 19-12-2006, 23:20 Post #63 |
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Handsome Devil
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Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more time tonight (look out) Well I'm a west coast struttin' One bad mother Got a rattlesnake suitcase Under my arm Said I'm a mean machine Been drinkin' gasoline An honey you can make my motor hum I got one chance left In a nine live cat I got a dog eat dog sly smile I got a Molotov cocktail with a match to go I smoke my cigarette with style An I can tell you honey You can make my money tonight Wake up late honey put on your clothes Take your credit card to the liquor store That's one for you and two for me by tonight I'll be Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more tonight I'm on the nightrain Bottoms up I'm on the nightrain Fill my cup I'm on the nightrain Ready to crash and burn I never learn I'm on the nightrain I love that stuff I'm on the nightrain and I can never get enough I'm on the nightrain Never to return - no Loaded like a freight train Flyin' like an aeroplane Feelin' like a space brain One more tonight I'm on the nightrain An I'm lookin' for some I'm on the nightrain So's I can leave this slum I'm on the nightrain And I'm ready to crash an' burn nightrain Bottoms up I'm on the nightrain Fill my cup I'm on the nightrain Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa yeah I'm on the nightrain Love that stuff I'm on the nightrain An I can never get enough Ridin' the nightrain I guess I I guess, I guess, I guess I never learn On the nightrain Float me home Ooh I'm on the nightrain Ridin' the nightrain Never to return Nightrain |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Wednesday 20-12-2006, 10:34 Post #64 |
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Facesitter
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There's a place where lovers go To cry their troubles away And we call it Lonesome Town Where the broken hearts stay You can buy a dream or two To last you all through the years And the only price you pay Is heart full of tears Going down to Lonesome Town, Where the broken hearts stay I'm going down to Lonesome Town, To cry my troubles away And in the town of broken dreams The streets are filled with regret Maybe down in Lonesome Town Well I can learn to forget Going down to Lonesome Town, Where the broken hearts stay I'm going down to Lonesome Town, To cry my troubles away And in the town of broken dreams The streets are filled with regret Maybe down in Lonesome Town I can learn to forget |
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| Wakapanda Of Doom | Wednesday 20-12-2006, 16:56 Post #65 |
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ONE OF THE ORIGINAL FUCKS
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Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth I do recall, those were the best times, most of all In the heat with a blue jean girl Burnin love comes once in a lifetime She found me singing by the rail road track Took me home, we danced by moonlight Those summer nights are callin, Stone in love Cant help myself I'm fallin Stone in love Old dusty roads, led to the river Runnin slow She pulled me down, and in clover Wed go round In the heat with a blue jean girl Burnin love comes once in a lifetime Oo the memories never fade away Golden girl, Ill keep you forever. Those summer nights are callin, Stone in love Cant help myself I'm fallin Stone in love Stone in love Stone in love Stone in love Stone in love.. _____________________________________________________ Journey - Stone In Love |
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| lordofring | Thursday 21-12-2006, 17:34 Post #66 |
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Holy King of Trivilah
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yay, sticky. |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Wednesday 27-12-2006, 10:58 Post #67 |
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Facesitter
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Pedro the Lion - Lullaby The sun shines And leaves blow And my hope like autumn is turning brown I know it seems like I'm always falling down But it does not matter to me Although it seems like it should It's because I know I'm understood when I hear Him say Rest in me little David And dry all your tears You can lay down your armor And have no fear Cause I'm always here When you're tired of running And I'm all the strength that you need It's uphill both ways Tomorrow I swear I won't act this way And I know it seems like that is what I always say But it does not matter to me Although it seems like it should It's because I know I'm understood when I hear Him say Rest in me little David And dry all your tears You can lay down your armor And have no fear Cause I'm always here When you're tired of running And I'm all the strength that you need You know I want to be like Jesus But it seems so very far away When will I learn to obey Obey |
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| Tyler Durden | Thursday 28-12-2006, 03:56 Post #68 |
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All eyez on me Muthafucka, legit Roll up in the club and shit All eyez on me All eyez on me But you know what (tupac) I bet you got it twisted You dont know who to trust So many playa hating niggas trying to sound like us Say they ready for the funk, but I dont think they know it Straight to the depths of hell is were those cowards goin Well are you still down nigga, holla when you see me And let these devils be sorry, but they finally freed me I got a cariban of niggas, every time we ride (every time we ride) Hitting mutha-fuckas up when we pass by (when we pass by) Until I die live the life of a boss playa, cuz even when Im high Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyez Cuz all I want is cash and thangs, A five double 0 benz and flaunting flashy rings uhh Bitches pursue me like a dream, Been know to disappear before your eyez, just like a dope fiend, it seems My main thang was to be major paid The game sharper than a mutha-fuckin razor blade Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies One niggas getting jealous, and muthafuckas died Depend on me like the first and fifteenth They my homies for a second, but these punks wont get me We got four niggas, and low riders, and ski masks Screaming thug life every time they pass All eyez on me Chorus -- tupac Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high All eyez on me Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high (syke talking) Heeyyy, to my nigga pac (syke) So much trouble in the world, nigga Cant nobody feel your pain The world changing everyday Times moving faaast My girl said I need to raise up, how long will she last? Im caught between my women, and my pistol, and my chips Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as we dip Im lost in the land, with no plan, living life flawless Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve Im taking off on the curb The nervousness neglect make me pack a tek Devoted to serving this, moet and paaayyy checks Like a kite sailin nigga Im forever ballin It aint right, pair this ice triggas and fleas crawlin Sucka duck and get busted, no emotion Nine and four shit is handling my business nigga keep on coastin Where yah goin I been there came back as lonely homie Steady flaunting against the grain nigga still dont know me Its about the money, and the rap shit, this crap shit It aint funny niggas dont even know how to act shit What can I do, what can I say, is there another way ? Blunts and gin twenty-four parlay My little homie g, cant you see, Im busta free Niggas cant stand me All eyez on me Chorus -- tupac Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high All eyez on me Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high (tupac) The feds is watchin, niggas plottin to get me Will I survive, will I die, come on lets picture the possibilities Giving me charges, lawyers making a grip I told the judge I was raised wrong and thats why I blaze shit Was hyper as a kid, alone, as a teenager, on the mobile Calling big shots on the scene major Packing hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law Bitches I fuck with a passion, livin rough and raw Catchin cases at a fast rate, balllin in the fast lane Hustle til the morning, never stopped until the cash came I live my life as a thug nigga Untill the day I die Live my life as a boss playa Cuz we be getting high These niggas got me tossin shit I put the top down now its time to floss my shit Keep your head up nigga, make these muthafuckas suffer Up in the benz burning rubber The money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped Cuz the criminal lifestyle equipped with the bulletproof vest Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket Get your money muthafucka lets get rich and well kick it All eyez on me Chorus -- tupac Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high All eyez on me Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) Cuz we be getting high All eyez on me (tupac talking) Pay attention my niggas See how that shit go Gonna walk up in this muthafucka And its gonna be like bing Cowards Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (bitches) Cuz we be getting high Every mutha fuckin way I got a bustas, hoes, and police watching a nigga You know Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (all eyez on me) All eyez on me Its like, what they think Im walking around with some keys in my pocket Or something All eyez on me They think Im going back to jail They really on that dope Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (I know yall watching) (I know yall got me in the scopes) Live my life as a thug nigga Until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa (I know yall know this is thug life baabbby) We be getting high (yall got me under surveillance) All eyez on me But Im known |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Thursday 28-12-2006, 05:20 Post #69 |
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Facesitter
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You're always washing yourself ... but you're dirty |
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| Cole | Saturday 30-12-2006, 10:18 Post #70 |
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I'm Coming Home
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Zilch - Inside the Pervert Mound SUCK. She can suck holes in my world... She can twist my nerves like wires Everybody crawls up and down the walls Up and down the cracks in each other back In and out the holes in everybodys souls INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND She excites the pervert inside of me. She knows how to make me howl... All of the insects.... crawling on her sex Up and down the scars like spiders with guitars In and out the holes in everybodys souls INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND She lets me know that she think I'm a zero... In electric disguise She gets to blow and control a mulatto... Like spiders and flies SUCKSUCKSUCKSUCKSUCK INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND IT'S SUCH A PERFECT SOUND INSIDE HER PERFECT MIND INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND. She can smell shame inside of me She can tell I'm a liar Everybody babble speedfreaks playing scrabble Up and down the rips In baby Jesus lips In and out the holes In everybodys souls INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND She lets me know that she think I'm a zero... In electric disguise She gets to blow and control a mulatto... Like spiders and flies SUCKSUCKSUCKSUCKSUCK NSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND IT'S SUCH A PERFECT SOUND INSIDE HER PERFECT MIND INSIDE THE PERVERT MOUND. SUCK |
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| Cole | Saturday 30-12-2006, 10:50 Post #71 |
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I'm Coming Home
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Zilch - Electric Cucumber Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Crawling on my hands and knees Like some rubber cockroach in a striptease I can see inside your mind now I know just what you want And how You know just what I want So do it...do it do The voice inside your head Listen to it Listen to it....listen Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Rubber, leather, p.v.c Wrapped and trapped inside Your fantasy Cybersex queen made for action Pay the price for satisfaction Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber mmbopbop Crawling on my hands and knees Like some rubber cockroach in a striptease fetish kitten come to daddy no Trust me come to daddy Domination penitration Shes my little plastic Playstation Ac/dc s&m discipline Goodnight amen goodnight amen Just use your head Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber yeah Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Hey baby scratch your number-on my electric cucumber Crawling on my hands and knees yeah Ac/dc s&m.....s&m Eat me beat me treat me Like your favorite backdoor whore Eat me beat me treat me Like your favorite backdoor whore Crawling on my hands and knees like some rubber cockroach in a striptease Come and have a blow if you think I'm hard enough come and have a blow if you think im hard enough come and have a go |
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| Cole | Saturday 30-12-2006, 11:08 Post #72 |
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I'm Coming Home
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Steve Miller Band - Take the Money and Run This heres a story about billy joe and bobbie sue Two young lovers with nothin better to do Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose They headed down to, ooh, old el paso Thats where they ran into a great big hassle Billy joe shot a man while robbing his castle Bobbie sue took the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Billy mack is a detective down in texas You know he knows just exactly what the facts is He aint gonna let those two escape justice He makes his livin off of the peoples taxes Bobbie sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away Billy joe caught up to her the very next day They got the money, hey You know they got away They headed down south and theyre still running today Singin go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run |
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| Botban | Sunday 31-12-2006, 10:54 Post #73 |
Tekken
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Grab your ticket and your suitcase Thunder's rolling down the tracks You don't know where you're goin' But you know you won't be back Darlin' if you're weary Lay your head upon my chest We'll take what we can carry And we'll leave the rest Big Wheels rolling through fields Where sunlight streams Meet me in a land of hope and dreams I will provide for you And I'll stand by your side You'll need a good companion for This part of the ride Leave behind your sorrows Let this day be the last Tomorrow there'll be sunshine And all this darkness past Big wheels roll through fields Where sunlight streams Meet me in a land of hope and dreams This train Carries saints and sinners This train Carries losers and winners This Train Carries whores and gamblers This Train Carries lost souls This Train Dreams will not be thwarted This Train Faith will be rewarded This Train Hear the steel wheels singin' This Train Bells of freedom ringin' This Train Carries broken-hearted This Train Thieves and sweet souls departed This Train Carries fools and kings This Train All aboard This Train Dreams will not be thwarted This Train Faith will be rewarded This Train Hear the steel wheels singin' This Train |
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| peanutbuterjely | Monday 1-01-2007, 03:54 Post #74 |
Paddle
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In May of nineteen forty-one the war had just begun The Germans had the biggest ship that had the biggest guns The Bismark was the fastest ship that ever sailed the seas On her deck were guns as big as steers and shells as big as trees Out of the cold and foggy night came the British ship the Hood And every British seaman, he knew and understood They had to sink the Bismark, the terror of the sea Stop those guns as big as steers and those shells as big as trees We'll find that German battleship thats makin' such a fuss We gotta sink the Bismark 'cause the world depends on us Hit the decks a-runnin' boys and spin those guns around When we find the Bismark we gotta cut her down The Hood found the Bismark and on that fatal day The Bismark started firin' fifteen miles away We gotta sink the Bismark was the battle sound But when the smoke had cleared away The mighty Hood went down For six long days and weary nights they tried to find her trail Churchill told the people "Put ev'ry ship a-sail" 'Cause somewhere on that ocean I know she's gotta be We gotta sink the Bismark to the bottom of the sea We'll find that German battleship thats makin' such a fuss We gotta sink the Bismark 'cause the world depends on us Hit the decks a-runnin' boys and spin those guns around When we find the Bismark we gotta cut her down The fog was gone on the seventh day and they saw the mornin' sun Ten hours away from homeland the Bismark made its' run The admiral of the British fleet said "Turn those bows around" We found that German battleship and we're gonna cut her down The British guns were aimed and the shells were comin' fast The first shell hit the Bismark, they knew she couldn't last That mighty German battleship is just a memory "Sink the Bismark" was the battle cry that shook the seven seas We found that German battleship was makin' such a fuss We had to sink the Bismark 'cause the world depends on us We hit the decks a-runnin' and we spun those guns around Yeah, we found the mighty Bismark and then we cut her down We found that German battleship was makin' such a fuss We had to sink the Bismark 'cause the world depends on us We hit the decks a-runnin' and we spun those guns around We found the mighty Bismark and then we cut her down |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Monday 1-01-2007, 09:48 Post #75 |
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Alkaline Trio - Cooking Wine Sorry I'm late, I was out spoiling my liver I couldn't wait The sun was up for far too long today And I can't see straight But the two of you look awfully pretty And I couldn't wait Been awake for far too long today And is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine? And I'm just tired enough If I close my eyes I'll sleep for days I'll sleep for days Sorry I'm late, I was out spoiling my liver I couldn't wait The sun was up for far too long today And I can't see straight But the two of you look awfully pretty You're fucking beautiful And is it strong enough to burn away the cooking wine? And I'm just tired enough If I close my eyes I'll sleep for days I'll sleep for days |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Wednesday 3-01-2007, 00:19 Post #76 |
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Song To Say Goodbye by Placebo You are one of God's mistakes. You crying, tragic waste of skin. I'm well aware of how it aches. And you still won't let me in. Now I'm breaking down your door, To try and save your swollen face. Though I don't like you anymore You lying, trying waste of space. Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those Blessed with lucky sevens, And a voice that made me cry. You were mother nature's son. Someone to whom I could relate. Your needle and your damage done, Remains a sordid twist of fate, Now I'm trying to wake you up, To pull you from the liquid sky. 'Cause if I don't we'll both end up With just your song to say goodbye. A song to say goodbye, A song to say goodbye, A song to say... Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those Blessed with lucky sevens, And a voice that made me cry. It's a song to say goodbye. |
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| Wakapanda Of Doom | Sunday 7-01-2007, 05:21 Post #77 |
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ONE OF THE ORIGINAL FUCKS
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Act Two - Scene Eight: The Spirit Carries On [N:] Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where do we go when we die? What lies beyond And what lay before? Is anything certain in life? They say " Life is too short" "The here and the now" And " You`re only given one shot" But could there be more Have I lived before Or could this be all that we`ve got? If I die tomorrow I`d be allright Because I believe That after we`re gone The spirit carries on I used to be frightened of dying I used to think death was the end But that was before I`m not scared anymore I know that my soul will transcend I may never find all the answers I may never understand why I may never prove What I know to be true But I know that I still have to try If I die tomorrow I`d be allright Because I believe That after we`re gone The spirit carries on [V:] "Move on, be brave Don`t weep at my grave Because I`m no longer here But please never let Your memories of me disappear" [N:] Safe in the light that surrounds me Free of the fear and the pain My questioning mind Has help me to find The meaning in my life again Victoria`s real I finally feel At peace with the girl in my dreams And now that I`m here It`s perfectly clear I found out what all of this means If I die tomorrow I`d be allright Because I believe That after we`re gone The spirit carries on |
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| Sole Collector247 | Sunday 7-01-2007, 05:32 Post #78 |
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Odyssey
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My name is 50 cent/ Im so gangster/ I have lots of money/ And transvestites/ Ill shoot you in the face/ I have a car with big rims/ I have bling on my neck/ My name is 50 cent and Im the most gangster man ever. |
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| Stockholm Syndrome | Sunday 3-02-2008, 10:44 Post #79 |
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CocoRosie - Tekno Love Song I fell in love With a bad, bad man And ever since I met him I've been sad, sad, sad I'm a jail bird to your music A criminal in your prayers I watch you in your sleep Even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour All over the streets When you went away Oh! Maybe one day we'll meet Lip stick I'd wear For one million years Just to stop your eyes From falling them tears I fell in love With a bad, bad man And ever since I met him I've been sad, sad, sad I'm a jail bird to your music A criminal in your prayers I watch you in your sleep Even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour All over the streets When you went away Baby, one day we'll meet One day we'll meet One day we'll meet One day One day, yes baby One day we'll meet |
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| Fermicelli | Sunday 3-02-2008, 14:12 Post #80 |
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Italian delight
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