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[Mar. 29th, 2008|01:28 pm] |
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you know what? Fuck love... |
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| RICHARD ASHCROFT |
[Mar. 4th, 2008|02:08 am] |
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah
You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,
I can't change
Can't change my body,
no, no, no
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have you've ever been down? |
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| :-( |
[Feb. 22nd, 2008|01:59 am] |
I spend so much energy
I keep falling down my knees, baby
I spend so much energy
But the girl is not for me, I'm down
Try to show her different man
Her reaction is the same
I spend so much energy
But she keeps rejecting me
Aaaha rejection
Aaaha possession
I spend so much energy
On the frantic rivery
I should start on my grace
She blew smoke in my face
Can't you see there's nothing more about me, baby
Now it's time to seek and try to find a way
{2X}
Ahaa rejection
Before you turn your back on me
I wanna get my energy
Ahaa possession
Before you turn your back on me
I wanna get my energy
I feel so rejected, baby
{2X}
Ahaa rejection
Before you turn your back on me
I wanna get my energy
Ahaa possession
Before you turn your back on me
I wanna get my energy |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 7th, 2008|10:27 pm] |
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girls like girls and boy like girls... |
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| thou who cureth shalt maketh ill |
[Dec. 17th, 2007|04:33 pm] |
I once belonged to a dark and erotic City. The city that eats your deepest secrets, uncanny deranged characters swipe past you every moment. What ever happened to the soul in us, or the conscious mind.
Military? What military... psychotic society... |
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| u are u... |
[Nov. 13th, 2007|10:28 pm] |
identity? what identity... hell i dont even want one
mofo... |
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| seinfeld craze |
[Oct. 13th, 2007|06:16 am] |
KRAMER:
"At 10 they start the Aquasize, 35 geriatrics throwing elbows. It's like I was swimming through a flabby-armed spanking machine."
JERRY:
"I feel bad for him too, but he'll get another job. I mean, let's face it, it's not a profession where you embellish your resume and undergo a series of grueling interviews."
GEORGE:
"Oh, like you really know busboys."
JERRY:
"Oh, like you do."
GEORGE:
"Hey, at least I was a camp waiter."
JERRY:
"Camp." |
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| new trippy hop track up! |
[Oct. 7th, 2007|02:08 am] |
Be a wonderful man and women.. go listen to my new song here
http://amp.channelv.com/amp/viewArtist.html?id=5896
featuring bass by Steve from Bismuth!
Lyrics:
Somebody said...
No one is real...
No one is free...
We are...
The killer...
We are...
The hypocrite...
Tragedy...
Tragedy...
Tragedy...
We are Mundane...
A silence...
So faraway...
With a disgrace...
We've been contained with fear...
I am so cold we don't know where we fall...
This craziness had been rephrased
Tragedy...
Tragedy...
Tragedy...
Look at the last tide...
Of this semaphored world...
Tragedy...
Tragedy... |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 23rd, 2007|04:40 am] |
you know whatt?
FUCK IT !!!
-Keanu Reeves
THIS QUOTE IS HOW I FEEL! KEANU REEVES OWNED MY FUCKIN DAY IN SCANNER DARKLY ONCE AGAIN! |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 20th, 2007|01:53 pm] |
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Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration. And this is where I think language came from. I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another. And it had to be easy when it was just simple survival. Like, you know, "water." We came up with a sound for that. Or "Saber-toothed tiger right behind you." We came up with a sound for that. But when it gets really interesting, I think, is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we're experiencing. What is, like, frustration? Or what is anger or love? When I say "love," the sound comes out of my mouth and it hits the other person's ear, travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain, you know, through their memories of love or lack of love, and they register what I'm saying and they say yes, they understand. But how do I know they understand? Because words are inert. They're just symbols. They're dead, you know? And so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It's unspeakable. And yet, you know, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we've connected, and we think that we're understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. And that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for. |
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