We haven't done this in a while. Post the song title, artist, and lyrics to whatever you're listening to right now. I'll start us off...
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"Seize the Day" by Avenged Sevenfold
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry
These streets we travel on will undergo our same lost past
I found you here, now please just stay for a while
I can move on with you around
I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?
I'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done
We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry (a melody, a memory, or just one picture)
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
Newborn life replacing all of us, changing this fable we live in
No longer needed here so where do we go?
Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?
But girl, what if there is no eternal life?
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry (a melody, a memory, or just one picture)
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
Trials in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die alone without you here
Please tell me what we have is real
So, what if I never hold you, yeah, or kiss your lips again?
Woooaaah, so I never want to leave you and the memories for us to see
I beg don't leave me
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
Trials in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die alone without you here
Please tell me what we have is real
Silence you lost me, no chance for one more day
I stand here alone
Falling away from you, no chance to get back home
I was once a treehouse
I lived in a cake
but I never saw the way the orange slayed the raked
I was only three years dead
but it told a tale
now please listen, little child
to the safety rail
Did you ever see a llama
kiss a llama on the llama
llama's llama
tastes of llama
llama llama duck
Half a llama
twice a llama
not a llama
farmer llama
llama in a car
alarm a llama
llama duck
Is that how it's told now?
Is it all so old?
Is it made of lemon juice?
Doorknob, ankle, cold
Now my song is getting thin
I've run out of luck!
Time for me to retire now
and become a duck.
Infinite dreams I can't deny them, infinity is hard to comprehend
I couldn't hear those screams even in my wildest dreams
Suffocation waking in a sweat, scared to fall asleep again
In case the dream begins again
Someone chasing I cannot move, standing rigid a nightmare's statue
What a dream when will it end and will I transcend?
Restless sleep the minds in turmoil, one nightmare ends another fertile
Getting to me so scared to sleep but scared to wake now, in too deep
Even though its reached new heights I rather like the restless nights
It makes me wonder it makes me think there's more to this I'm on the brink
It's not the fear of what's beyond it's just that I might not respond
I have an interest almost craving but would I like to get too far in?
It can't all be coincidence too many things are evident
You tell me you're an unbeliever, spiritualist? Well me I'm neither
But wouldn't you like to know the truth of what's out there to have the proof
And find out just which side you're on, where would you end in Heaven or in Hell?
Help me – help me to find my true self without seeing the future
Save me – save me from torturing myself even within my dreams
(4:39 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(4:51 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
There's got to be just more to it than this or tell me why do we exist
I'd like to think that when I die I'd get a chance another time
And to return and live again, reincarnate, play the game
Again and again and again and again
Edited by the Author.
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
Assault Andy Administrator
I make other people create vaporware
Registered 29/07/2002
Points 5686
16th July, 2005 at 04:18:01 -
"Swing Swing" by The All-American Rejects
Days swiftly come and go
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone the nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall
Did you think that I would cry on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like being alone?
I'll find someone new
Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend they fold
And so do I to a new love
Did you think that I would cry on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like being alone?
I'll find someone new
Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
Bury me (you thought your problems were gone)
Carry me (away, away, away...)
Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
I don't think many people will bother to read all the lyrics people post, but...
Guns N Roses - Civil War
"WHAT WE'VE GOT HERE IS FAILURE TO COMMUNICATE.
SOME MEN YOU JUST CAN'T REACH...
SO, YOU GET WHAT WE HAD HERE LAST WEEK,
WHICH IS THE WAY HE WANTS IT!
WELL, HE GETS IT!
N' I DON'T LIKE IT ANY MORE THAN YOU MEN." *
(whistle)
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Ow, oh no, no, no, no, no
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND
GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM AS POPULAR WAR ADVANTAGE
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
No, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
WHAZ SO CIVIL 'BOUT WAR ANYWAY?
(whistle)
DS
Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence
But I will pray for her, I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her, if I could only see her now
Living on a razor's edge, balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge, balancing on a ledge
Balancing on a ledge, living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge, you know, you know
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me
And I will pray for you, someday I may return
Don't you cry for me, beyond is where I learn
Living on a razor's edge, balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge, you know, you know
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
(3:15 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
Living on a razor's edge, balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge, you know, you know
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil, the evil, the evil that men do
The evil, the evil, the evil that men do
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
"Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and Be Loved)" by Bright Eyes
The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cried hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence. The city is driving me out of my mind.
I have seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time, neither will I.
A mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
Meanwhile, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He know that there are worse things than being alone.
I have learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender? Ambition, I have found, can only lead to failure.
I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you.
I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well. And I would throw my whole billfold
if I thought it would help. With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
My teachers, they built the retaining wall memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily, but as least I got an A.
So I don't have them to blame. I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures, the cowboy president.
So loud behind the bullhorn so proud they can't admit when they have made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen, he knows that he doesn't have to say it,
so it don't bother him. "Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating is high, so someone is going to die. ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We are still the pawns in their game. As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history. Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee: Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
I got the Blues! I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital. My father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..." He stopped me and said,
"Child I love you regardless and there is nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. You just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery. So now I am rubbing my eyes because
they are starting to bother me. I have been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard the sound of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn
loveliest melody. How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.
I feel your reflection
But you're a stranger to me
I saw you staring back now
Your shadow right next to me
Can you be, my enemy, my disease
Looking through, whats left of you to hold on to
Drowning, hold my head down under
Waiting, you touch but you cant feel
You want to break my silence
You know you have too much to lose
You think that you're so homely
You think you're breaking me in two
Cover me, in misery, in anything
Im still here, you're still here, am I still here?
Drowning, hold my head down under
Waiting, you touch but you cant feel
Drown in silence, in my violence
Drown in silence, things are better left undone
Can you be, my enemy, my disease
Looking through, whats left of you to hold on to
Drowning, hold my down under
Waiting, you touch what you cant feel
Gravity Kills : Last (One of my favorites)
I'd tear my heart out for you
Cross a mountain for you
I'd give myself up for your skin
Open up, I'm falling in
Chorus:
What I give
What I give
Take from me
What I am
It's the last day of you
I watched the last day of you
A lot has passed, I told you
The world surrounding us has gone
The world surrounding us goes on
Chorus (x2)
Feel my hands upon you
To feel my last touch of you
You feel my breath across your skin
Let go of all you hold within
Now that I know that the right time has come my prediction will surely be true
The impending disaster it looms and the whole of the village is doomed
Why won't you listen to me? Is it so hard to understand
That I am the real seventh son? Your life or death on me depends
Suffering and pain impending disaster, souls crying the devil's laughter
I've heard the cry of the seven whistlers, Lucifer smiles looks on and waits
I'll take your life in my hands, your fate your fortune's in my visions
Heed what I say and you'll see what will be, please listen to me
(2:22 – Solo: Dave Murray)
Now that they see the disaster is done, now they put all the blame unto me
They feel I brought on a curse don't they know that the torment it stays
With me knowing that I walk alone, through the eyes of the future I see
They don't even know what fear is, don't they know I'm the one who is cursed
Purgatory beckons souls lost forever, life after death or heaven hereafter
Heard the call of the seven whistlers again, now Lucifer laughs hell awaits
I had their lives in my hands, their fate their fortunes in my visions
No one believed in my true prophecy and now it's too late
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
Wong: Yep, it's a great album.
Moonchild by Iron Maiden
Seven deadly sins seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell and your trip begins
Seven downward slopes seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your burning fires seven your desires...
I am he the bornless one the fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore, I'll infiltrate your gratitude
Don't you dare to save your son kill him now and save the young ones
Be the mother of a birth strangled babe, be the devils own Lucifer's my name
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
I count the heads of those unborn the accursed ones I'll find them all
If you die by your own hand as a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul I will torment you – you shall not grow old
With every second and passing breath you'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
Moonchild – you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild – take my hand tonight
The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night
Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite
Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul
When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die
(3:38 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(4:07 – Solo: Dave Murray)
One more dies and one more lives, one baby cries one mother grieves
For all the sins you will commit you'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give
A web of fear shall be your coat to clothe you in the night
A lucky escape for you young man but I'll see you damned in endless night
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
Moonchild – you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild – take my hand tonight
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
"My c*ck is much bigger than yours" - Nuff said (moderate as needed)
Actually
Ghost (Beneath The Surface) Written by Machinae supremacy
I stand still out in the rain
and look up at a broken sky
every raindrop looks the same
they fall without pretending through the night
But water isn't always what you see
another surface lies beneath
Can you see this isn't really me?
no this is someone else
I am just beneath the surface
And it hurries from my grasp
it runs between my fingers and my hands
it's like an echo from my past
a mere forgotten future in the sand
The water is the tide of night that comes
a shadow pulls me down beneath
Maybe this is who I used to be?
but this is someone else
I am just beneath the surface
In the pouring rain
I'm bleeding, I die
And I'm crying in pain
I'm bleeding, I die
In the pouring rain
I'm bleeding, I die
And it drives me insane
I'm bleeding, I die
All the champs and the heroes
They got a price to pay
They go from sixty to zero
In the split of a hair
They see the face in the window
They feel a shadow out there
They've got the places they can go
They've got the people who stare
They've got to walk in their shoes
They've got to see what they see
They've got the people around them
Getting too much for free
All the pimps and the dealers
All the food they can eat
All the screamers and squealers
When they walk down the street
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
In this way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt from the blue
Unloaded all his possessions
Sold his investments too
And now he lives with the homeless
Owns 900 hospital beds
He prefers to remain nameless
It's publicity he dreads
There's a judge in the city
He goes to work every day
Spends his life in the courthouse
Keeps his perspective that way
But I respect his decision
He's got a lot on his mind
He's pretty good with the gavel
A little heavy on the fines
One day there was this minstrel
Who came to court on a charge
That he blew someone's ears off
Because his amp was too large
And the song he was singin'
Was not for love but for cash
Well, the judge waived the charges
He fingered his mustache
Yeah.
Well, there's a clown in a carnival
He rode a painted horse
He came from somewhere out west
He was very funny of course
But that is not what I noticed
It was the incredible force
With which he held his audience
While he rode on his horse
His jokes were not that off-color
His smile was not that sincere
His show was not that sensational
Reasons for success were not clear
But he still made big money
One day the circus was his
Now he's married to the acrobat
And they're training their kids
Now the jailhouse was empty
All the criminals were gone
The gate was left wide open
And a buck and fawn
Were eating grass in the courtyard
When the warden walked in
And took a rifle
from the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer
would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em right here
Why not just
lock the gates and keep them
With intimidation and fear?
But the warden pulled the trigger
And those deer hit the ground
He said nobody'll
know the difference
And they both looked around.
Yeah.
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was a robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were murderers
They couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Come out with your hands up
Or we're gonna blow you out of here
There was a voice in the window
TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told.
Yeah.
Well, the artist
looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said what we have got here
Is a pretty good track
But we don't have a vocal
And we still don't have a song
If we could just
get this thing accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong
So he balanced the ashtray
And he picked up the phone
said Send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
And make sure he's alone
send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone
Yeah.
Well, the Sioux in Dakota
They lost all of their land
And now a basketball player
Is trying to lend them a hand
Maybe someday he'll be president
He's quite a popular man
But now the chief has reservations
And the white man has plans
There's opposition in Congress
The bill is up against cash
There's really no way of predicting
If it will fly or it will crash
But that's the nature of politics
That's the name of the game
That's how it looks in the tepee
Big winds are blowing again
Yeah.
There's still crime in the city
Said the cop on the beat
I don't know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now I'm doing it my way
I took the law in my own hands
Here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city
But it's good to be free
Yeah.
Well I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to my daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
Wish I knew where he was
But that's
the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has been broken
It's the best home I ever had
Well, I keep getting younger
My life's been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
sassed back to my mummy
sassed back to my teacher
got thrown out of Sunday School
For throwin' bibles at the preacher
When I grew up to be a fireman
I put out every fire in town
Put out everything smoking
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
Gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
I wish I never got old.
Er liebt die Mutter
und von der Seite
den Fisch gibt er ihr selbst
dieser häutet sich vor leerem Hoden
die alte Haut fällt auf den Boden
Er liebt die Schwester
und von hinten
der Fisch frisst sich zum Mund
die Kiemen blutig noch vom saugen
an den roten großen Augen
Laichzeit
es ist Laichzeit
Er liebt den Hund
oh Gott von oben
der Fisch jetzt mit der Zunge küsst
speit tote Milch dir ins Gesicht
ihn anzufassen wagst du nicht
Laichzeit
überall Fischmilch
es ist Laichzeit
Die Mutter hat das Meer geholt
Laichzeit
die Schwestern haben keine Zeit
Laichzeit
der Hund steht winkend am Gestade
Laichzeit
der Fisch braucht seine Einsamkeit
Laichzeit
(translation)
He loves his mother
and from the side
he gives the fish to her
it sheds its skin before empty testicles
the old skin falls on the floor
He loves his sister
and from behind
the fish eats to the mouth
the gills still bloody from sucking
on the big red eyes
Spawning time
it is spawning time
He loves his dog
oh god from above
the fish now kisses with his tongue
he spits dead milk in your face
you don't dare to touch him
Spawning time
fishmilk everywhere
it is spawning time
The mother has been taken by the sea
Spawning time
the sisters don't have time
Spawning time
the dog waves from the shore
Spawning time
the fish needs his loneliness
Spawning time
I like the odd combination of techno and background sound effects.
Steve Zissou: Anne-Marie, do all the interns get Glocks?
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
I'm the Scatman
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
B-B-B-Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Bop
Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Boop
B-B-B-Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Boop
Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Bop
^^^ That song used to give me so much trouble on heavy. Now it's pretty easy tho, aside from the weird gallops between jumps.
"Demonology and Heartache" by Atreyu
So unaffectionate, so insecure
You claim to know a thing or two about heartache
And what it's like to have your insides torn out
And I believe you
I see it every time your pallbearer's palor is obscured by the darkness
Dancing across your face, and when the blackness veils your eyes in pain
I know what it's like when memories make you wince
And love letters read like obituaries
And photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders, no more reminders
I'll forget the past and lay it to rest
If I had my way
I'd cut the calluses off your breaking heart
If I could get past the sternum
Cauterize those wounds with
Every kiss I could give to you
I'm holding your heart in my hand
The reason it still beats
Am I being too cryptic?
Am I being too obscure?
Love kills, romance is dead
And I don't even trust myself
But I love you
And you can pull my wings apart
And pin me down under glass
Until the end of days if it can help you
Discover that we share the same pain
I just hope you write your thesis
Before your subject is dead
No life after death
Woe to you, oh Earth and Sea,
for the Devil sends the beast with wrath,
because he knows the time is short...
– Revelations 12:12
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and sixty six.
– Revelations 13:18
I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
'Cause in my dreams it's always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair
Night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real or just some kind of hell?
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires burning bright
The ritual has begun Satan's work is done
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
(2:46 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:15 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn toward the evil chanting hordes
Seem to mesmerize me, can't avoid their eyes
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Six six six – the one for you and me
I'm coming back, I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
I have the fire, I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take its course
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
Phredreeke we fucking get it, you like iron maiden, you dont need to post their entire album
Catch 22
"1234 1234"
You, you try, you try to get by. "You're never going to pull it off", "You shouldn't even try" "You're a wet cigarette", "You're always second best", but they're never going to give a shit about anybody but themselves. You fight for them to realize; there's more to life, there's more to you, there's more than meets the eye. And when you're done, the battle's been won. You sit back, you smile and this is what you hum, you hum: ....12341234.... The years go by, the time it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes oh, so quick and it seems like nothing, but when you're looking back, well it amounts to everything. I've got myself. I've got my friends. I've got my little family, but that's not where it ends. This one goes out to you, it goes out to everyone. It's in the name of honesty because life has just begun. .... 12341234.... Look around little brother, Can you tell me what you see? You're a big boy now, so take responsibility. You never had it hard, but now it's getting tough, so you whine, whine, whine and you say you've had enough. You say i'm full of shit That i'm a hypocrite I shouldn't talk, when i can't take the advice that i give? Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes: the main difference here is that i try, try.
is it just me or is posting the entire lryics to a song a little old n sad now? I mean, people arent even discussing the music people are listening to... I just cant really see the point?
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