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Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Oh, but God, I want to let it go.
Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone.
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.
Never wanted it to be so cold.
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Don't want to let it lay me down this time.
Drown my will to fly.
Here in the darkness I know myself.
Can't break free until I let it go.
Let me go.
Darling, I forgive you after all.
Anything is better than to be alone.
And in the end I guess I had to fall.
Always find my place among the ashes.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, ...stay in love with my sorrow.
I'm gonna let it go.
-X
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Oh, but God, I want to let it go.
Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone.
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.
Never wanted it to be so cold.
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Don't want to let it lay me down this time.
Drown my will to fly.
Here in the darkness I know myself.
Can't break free until I let it go.
Let me go.
Darling, I forgive you after all.
Anything is better than to be alone.
And in the end I guess I had to fall.
Always find my place among the ashes.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, ...stay in love with my sorrow.
I'm gonna let it go.
-X
i dreamed i thanked scott ian for persistence of time
back when steve and eva died that album changed my life
it was a package of pure darkness tied up with a silver string
delivered by a fast train rearranging how i think
he said "i can't believe you even know that i exist,
i've got all of your albums and i think you are the best"
he started to cry and i started to laugh
i gave him a hug and he gave me his autograph
reeling in my disbelief, i know that it was just a dream
all the covers that i see are different from the books i read
everything is crumbling around me
why does everything cost so much money?
could somebody please help out my family?
my mom needs hearing aids, new shoulders, and new legs
my dad needs a break he works all day every day
my brother needs a place and a job where he can make
enough money to take care of his baby
here's a simple dissertation on a complex situation
money and intimidation and mass graves make strong foundations
for the giant corporations that own all the TV. stations
telling us to take vacations to their big theme park plantations
rather than to hearts of nations
where we might meet people on the street who say
"i don't want my mtv 'cause it brought viva to its knees"
and mom and pop are begging "please, globalization's killing me"
while we think that they think they need all of the things we think we need
like martha stewart shams and sheets and sugar free powdered iced tea
vanilla coke, lemon pepsi, friends episodes on dvd
i went to see the doctor of psychiatry
weapons of mass instruction finally broke me
he said "act your age, don't be afraid, take two of these.
now listen real hard, put down that guitar,
don't be a retard, be all that you can be"
the things he said i could be were laid out right in front of me
would i choose deep fried apathy, mcnuggets where my balls should be,
or super sized conformity? i walked away and i'm still me
free to go fucking crazy, free to know why i'm angry
one and one and one is three and you and me is all i need
singing songs, drawing cocks, picking locks to locked doors
find deflated hearts, and pump them up
back when steve and eva died that album changed my life
it was a package of pure darkness tied up with a silver string
delivered by a fast train rearranging how i think
he said "i can't believe you even know that i exist,
i've got all of your albums and i think you are the best"
he started to cry and i started to laugh
i gave him a hug and he gave me his autograph
reeling in my disbelief, i know that it was just a dream
all the covers that i see are different from the books i read
everything is crumbling around me
why does everything cost so much money?
could somebody please help out my family?
my mom needs hearing aids, new shoulders, and new legs
my dad needs a break he works all day every day
my brother needs a place and a job where he can make
enough money to take care of his baby
here's a simple dissertation on a complex situation
money and intimidation and mass graves make strong foundations
for the giant corporations that own all the TV. stations
telling us to take vacations to their big theme park plantations
rather than to hearts of nations
where we might meet people on the street who say
"i don't want my mtv 'cause it brought viva to its knees"
and mom and pop are begging "please, globalization's killing me"
while we think that they think they need all of the things we think we need
like martha stewart shams and sheets and sugar free powdered iced tea
vanilla coke, lemon pepsi, friends episodes on dvd
i went to see the doctor of psychiatry
weapons of mass instruction finally broke me
he said "act your age, don't be afraid, take two of these.
now listen real hard, put down that guitar,
don't be a retard, be all that you can be"
the things he said i could be were laid out right in front of me
would i choose deep fried apathy, mcnuggets where my balls should be,
or super sized conformity? i walked away and i'm still me
free to go fucking crazy, free to know why i'm angry
one and one and one is three and you and me is all i need
singing songs, drawing cocks, picking locks to locked doors
find deflated hearts, and pump them up
In this farewell, There is no blood
There is no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousands lies
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've Done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
and let go of what I've done
Put to rest, What you thought of me
Well, I clean this slate
With the hands, Of uncertainty
So let mercy come, And Wash away
What I've Done
I'll face myself
Tto cross what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
What I've Done
What I've Done
Forgetting what I've done
-X
There is no alibi
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousands lies
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've Done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
and let go of what I've done
Put to rest, What you thought of me
Well, I clean this slate
With the hands, Of uncertainty
So let mercy come, And Wash away
What I've Done
I'll face myself
Tto cross what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
What I've Done
What I've Done
Forgetting what I've done
-X
Starálfur
Blá Nótt Yfir Himininn
Blá Nótt Yfir Mér
Horf-Inn Út Um Gluggann
Minn Með Hendur
Faldar Undir Kinn
Hugsum Daginn Minn
Í Dag Og Í Gær
Blá Náttfötin Klæða Mig Í
Beint Upp Í Rúm
Breiði Mjúku Sængina
Loka Augunum
Ég Fel Hausinn Minn Undir Sæng
Starir Á Mig Lítill Álfur
Hleypur Að Mér En Hreyfist Ekki
Úr Stað – Sjálfur
Starálfur
Opna Augun
Stírurnar Úr
Teygi Mig Og Tel (Hvort Ég Sé Ekki)
Kominn Aftur Og Alltalltílæ
Samt Vantar Eitthvað
Eins Og Alla Vegginna
*TRANSLATION*
Staring Elf
Blue Night Over The Sky
Blue Night Over Me
Disappeared Out The Window
My Hands
Hidden Under My Cheek
I Think About My Day
Today And Yesterday
I Put On My Blue Nighties
Go Straight To Bed
I Caress The Soft Covers
Close My Eyes
I Hide My Head Under The Covers
A Little Elf Stares At Me
Runs Towards Me But Doesn’t Move
From Place - Himself
A Staring Elf
I Open My Eyes
The Crusts Come Off
I Stretch Myself And Check (If I Haven’t)
Returned Again And Everything Is Okay
Still There Is Something Missing
Like All The Walls
Link http://download.sigur-ros.co.uk/sigur_ros-staralfur.mp3
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I strike a red bird on your face
and pour the kerosene in your mouth
I watch the match fall down your throat
I burn all your precious bowels
I watch the smoke pour from every crack
And breathe in your secret lives
All your bills, pay, and welfare cheques
But I don't think I can stay for long
There's lots more mail that's not yet ash
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
When the sky is streaked with plumes
Know that it's my signature
Upon this wretched fucking city
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I will strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
Strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
When the smoke clears,
You can consider us even
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
-X
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I strike a red bird on your face
and pour the kerosene in your mouth
I watch the match fall down your throat
I burn all your precious bowels
I watch the smoke pour from every crack
And breathe in your secret lives
All your bills, pay, and welfare cheques
But I don't think I can stay for long
There's lots more mail that's not yet ash
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
When the sky is streaked with plumes
Know that it's my signature
Upon this wretched fucking city
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I will strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
Strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
When the smoke clears,
You can consider us even
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
-X
a million tents and trailers
will cover the open desert
your kids will learn again
how to build a fire
where to look
for water and the families are bound together now
by the
fall of all the great cities
finally to sing out their
stories and the histories of hunger and a victory
back into the old gypsy
circles where the swaying girls
will play out the old rituals
the boys will be delirious
the desperate and serious
the chasing will be furious
the drums and the rain
will come together
out and the
cities are all lost but the circle is found
that'll
tie us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
who were you before the fall
i was a singer i saw the future
layed out in dominoes
now i hunt the buffalos
and my darling
who are you
behind the counter with the day memorized
and those cold vacant eyes
well you swore you were free
you swore you could see him coming
it was
old angel midnight
he's staring you down
he's stealing the water right
out of the ground
and the news maybe true
but the facts were never found
and the market is dead and the phonelines are down
but it
ties us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
Link: http://www.whiskeyandapples.com/mp3s/PE ... 20fall.mp3
will cover the open desert
your kids will learn again
how to build a fire
where to look
for water and the families are bound together now
by the
fall of all the great cities
finally to sing out their
stories and the histories of hunger and a victory
back into the old gypsy
circles where the swaying girls
will play out the old rituals
the boys will be delirious
the desperate and serious
the chasing will be furious
the drums and the rain
will come together
out and the
cities are all lost but the circle is found
that'll
tie us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
who were you before the fall
i was a singer i saw the future
layed out in dominoes
now i hunt the buffalos
and my darling
who are you
behind the counter with the day memorized
and those cold vacant eyes
well you swore you were free
you swore you could see him coming
it was
old angel midnight
he's staring you down
he's stealing the water right
out of the ground
and the news maybe true
but the facts were never found
and the market is dead and the phonelines are down
but it
ties us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
Link: http://www.whiskeyandapples.com/mp3s/PE ... 20fall.mp3
- paranoid-android
- Posts: 298
- Joined: Thu Jan 11, 2007 10:55 am
<3!XenHu wrote:Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I strike a red bird on your face
and pour the kerosene in your mouth
I watch the match fall down your throat
I burn all your precious bowels
I watch the smoke pour from every crack
And breathe in your secret lives
All your bills, pay, and welfare cheques
But I don't think I can stay for long
There's lots more mail that's not yet ash
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
When the sky is streaked with plumes
Know that it's my signature
Upon this wretched fucking city
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
I will strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
Strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
When the smoke clears,
You can consider us even
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
Your mail's not safe in this town
I'm taking this town back
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's fucked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
-X
This Town has its clawsVincent M wrote:a million tents and trailers
will cover the open desert
your kids will learn again
how to build a fire
where to look
for water and the families are bound together now
by the
fall of all the great cities
finally to sing out their
stories and the histories of hunger and a victory
back into the old gypsy
circles where the swaying girls
will play out the old rituals
the boys will be delirious
the desperate and serious
the chasing will be furious
the drums and the rain
will come together
out and the
cities are all lost but the circle is found
that'll
tie us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
who were you before the fall
i was a singer i saw the future
layed out in dominoes
now i hunt the buffalos
and my darling
who are you
behind the counter with the day memorized
and those cold vacant eyes
well you swore you were free
you swore you could see him coming
it was
old angel midnight
he's staring you down
he's stealing the water right
out of the ground
and the news maybe true
but the facts were never found
and the market is dead and the phonelines are down
but it
ties us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
Link: http://www.whiskeyandapples.com/mp3s/PE ... 20fall.mp3
Buried in my neck
This town- it takes lives
Without Mercy
Without Hate
the streets are in distress,
the sun suffocates behind darkened skies
the grass is growing
on top of my feet
I'm sinking
Wont be long before I'm too deep to run
The line up seems endless undernneath the salvation signs
we are the dead ones
we are the lost cause
we are the bend before the break
Our steps seal our fate
Because this city, this city is haunted
by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
and there's no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls)
every step I take
I leave a small piece of myself behind soon there will be nothing left
the cracks in the pavement
match the cracks in their weathered skin
the sky's a brick wall
the ground's a juggernaut
each day they get a bit closer
between them, I am caught
I stare in amazement, I cant believe this is where I live
Every breath I take
I feel my lungs fail
This breeze feels more like shards of glass
I'm more scars than skin
Because the city, the city is haunted, by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
because this city, this city is haunted. theres no hope. (hope) left for these souls (souls)
Our steps seal fate
Our steps seal fate
this is our celebration
come join the lost souls
this is our celebration
come join the lost souls
the city, the city is haunted
Oh, walk with us!
Oh, damn, walk with us!
the city, the city is haunted, by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes)
because this city, this city is haunted. theres no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls)
Now this could only happen to a guy like meXenHu wrote:This Town has its clawsVincent M wrote:a million tents and trailers
will cover the open desert
your kids will learn again
how to build a fire
where to look
for water and the families are bound together now
by the
fall of all the great cities
finally to sing out their
stories and the histories of hunger and a victory
back into the old gypsy
circles where the swaying girls
will play out the old rituals
the boys will be delirious
the desperate and serious
the chasing will be furious
the drums and the rain
will come together
out and the
cities are all lost but the circle is found
that'll
tie us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
who were you before the fall
i was a singer i saw the future
layed out in dominoes
now i hunt the buffalos
and my darling
who are you
behind the counter with the day memorized
and those cold vacant eyes
well you swore you were free
you swore you could see him coming
it was
old angel midnight
he's staring you down
he's stealing the water right
out of the ground
and the news maybe true
but the facts were never found
and the market is dead and the phonelines are down
but it
ties us together
my kind of town
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
ohh-ho!-ohh-ohh-uh-huh
Link: http://www.whiskeyandapples.com/mp3s/PE ... 20fall.mp3
Buried in my neck
This town- it takes lives
Without Mercy
Without Hate
the streets are in distress,
the sun suffocates behind darkened skies
the grass is growing
on top of my feet
I'm sinking
Wont be long before I'm too deep to run
The line up seems endless undernneath the salvation signs
we are the dead ones
we are the lost cause
we are the bend before the break
Our steps seal our fate
Because this city, this city is haunted
by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted
and there's no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls)
every step I take
I leave a small piece of myself behind soon there will be nothing left
the cracks in the pavement
match the cracks in their weathered skin
the sky's a brick wall
the ground's a juggernaut
each day they get a bit closer
between them, I am caught
I stare in amazement, I cant believe this is where I live
Every breath I take
I feel my lungs fail
This breeze feels more like shards of glass
I'm more scars than skin
Because the city, the city is haunted, by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
because this city, this city is haunted. theres no hope. (hope) left for these souls (souls)
Our steps seal fate
Our steps seal fate
this is our celebration
come join the lost souls
this is our celebration
come join the lost souls
the city, the city is haunted
Oh, walk with us!
Oh, damn, walk with us!
the city, the city is haunted, by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes)
because this city, this city is haunted. theres no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls)
And only happen in a town like this
So may I say to each of you most gratefully
As I throw each one of you a kiss
This is my kind of town, chicago is
My kind of town, chicago is
My kind of people too
People who smile at you
And each time I roam, chicago is
Calling me home, chicago is
Why I just brim like a cload
Its my kind of town
My kind of town, chicago is
My kind of town, chicago is
My kind of razzmatazz
And it has, all that jazz
And each time I leave, chicago is
Tuggin my sleeve, chicago is
The wrigley building, chicago is
The union stockyard, chicago is
One town that wont let you down
Its my kind of town
A devil in a midnight mass,
Who prayed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class
Resurrected from the past
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I'm singing
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Silent night...forthe rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me Father"...don't make it right
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
You're guilty!
A devil in a midnight mass,
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I'm singing
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me Father"...don't make it right
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
You're guilty!
Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound.
Your bed is made and it's in the ground
-X
Who prayed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class
Resurrected from the past
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I'm singing
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Silent night...forthe rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me Father"...don't make it right
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
You're guilty!
A devil in a midnight mass,
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I'm singing
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me Father"...don't make it right
Silent night...for the rest of my life
Violent knight...at the edge of your knife
You're guilty!
Whisper, whisper, don't make a sound.
Your bed is made and it's in the ground
-X
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- hecter
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It's a band. A rather crappy one at that.Vincent M wrote:Same HERE !!!!!!!hecter wrote:Nah, I'm good. I just don't like Billy Talent that much.
Who the f*ck is billy talent ?
In heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine, in heaven... Everything is fine... You got your things, and I've got mine.


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- Location: USA

