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 Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 4:44 pm
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Song: AC Ricochet
Artist: Lostprophets
Album: The Betrayed
So many things that I wanted to know
How could I tell that you wanted to go
You built it up just to knock it all down and you got to me
Yeah, you got to me
And you can take, take, take every option
And fake, fake, fake your emotion
'Cause you can make mistakes with a smile on your face
Oh you got to me, yeah you got to me
Time and time again you will say goodbye
This river's dry
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
You walk away leaving wreckage behind
I'm out of sight, but you're out of your mind
Yeah I could say that I made a mistake
But don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
'Cause you can take, take, take my devotion
And break, break, break every notion
This time I'd like to say I'll get over the hate
But don't hold your breath
Just hold your breath
Time and time again you will say goodbye
This river's dry
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
I could say that, I could say that
I could say that I made a mistake, but don't hold your breath
(I could say that, I could say that, I could say that I made a mistake)
I could say that, I could say that
I could say that I made a mistake, but don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
Just hold your breath
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
So what do you say
Pull the trigger, walk away
Pull the trigger, ricochet
I could say that, I could say that, I could say that I made a mistake
I could say that, I could say that, I could say that I made a mistake
but don't hold your breath
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Flint Jakobs Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 4:09 am
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Song: You're the VoiceArtist: John Farnham
Album:
We have
The chance to turn the pages over
We can write what we want to write
We gotta make ends meet, before we get much older
We're all someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?
Chorus:
You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
This time
We know we all stand together
With the power to be powerful
Believing, we can make it better
Oooooooh,
We're all someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?...
You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
{Instrumental[Bag Pipes(Tin Whistle)]}
Ooooooh
We're all someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?...
You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
(repeat until end of song)
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2010 9:48 pm
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Song: Stuck Like Glue
Artist: Sugarland
Album: ~~
Mmm better...Mmm better...
Absolutely no one that knows me better
No one that can make me feel sooo goooood
How did we stay so long together?
When everybody, everybody said we never would
And just when I, I start to think they're right
That love has died...
[Chorus:]
There you go making my heart beat again,
Heart beat again,
Heart beat again
There you go making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time?
There you go pulling me right back in,
Right back in,
Right back in
And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo
I'm stuck on you
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby we're stuck like glue
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby we're stuck like glue
Some days I don't feel like trying
Some days you know I wanna just give up
When it doesn't matter who's right, thought about it all night
Had enough
You give me that look
"I'm sorry baby let's make up"
You do that thing that makes me laugh
And just like that...
[Chorus:]
There you go making my heart beat again,
Heart beat again,
Heart beat again
There you go making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time
There you go pulling me right back in,
Right back in,
Right back in
And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo
I'm stuck on you
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby we're stuck like glue
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby were stuck like glue
What oh what oh
You almost stay out, too stuck together from the ATL
What oh what oh
Feeling kinda sick?
Just a spoon full of sugar make it better real quick
I say
What oh what oh
Whatcha gonna do with that?
What oh what oh
Come on over here with that
Sugar sticky sweet stuff
Come on give me that stuff
Everybody wants some
Melodies that get stuck
Up in your head
What oh what oh
Up in your head
What oh what oh
Up in your head
What oh what oh
Up in your head
What oh what oh
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me together, say, it's all I wanna do
I said
[Chorus:]
There you go making my heart beat again,
Heart beat again,
Heart beat again
There you go making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time
There you go pulling me right back in,
Right back in,
Right back in
And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo
There you go making my heart beat again,
Heart beat again,
Heart beat again
There you go making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time
There you go pulling me right back in,
Right back in,
Right back in
And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo
I'm stuck on you
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby we're stuck like glue
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby were stuck like glue
What oh what oh
Stuck like glue
You and me baby we're stuck like glue
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 8:09 am
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This song reminds me of someone.. Hm...
Song: Playing God
Artist: Paramore
Album: ~~~
Can't make my own decisions or make any with precision
Well, maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah, how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Wo-o-o-ho-oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror
If God's the game that you're playing
Well, we must get more acquainted
Because it has to be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but it's one that I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see is you
Wo-o-o-ho-oh
You don't have to believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror
This is the last second chance
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm half as good as it gets
(I'll point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(I'll point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret... I'll hold you to it
I know you don't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror
I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger... I'll point you to the mirror |
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 1:32 am
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Flint Jakobs Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 2:04 pm
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Leave it to my media player to find me just the song I need after a break-up.
Song: Howl
Artist: Florence + the Machine
Album: Lungs
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tempt my way in
You are the moon that makes the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tempt my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no rolling back, I'm aching to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you and tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground.
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Flint Jakobs Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 2:52 pm
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Song: Firework
Artist: Katy Perry
Album: Teenage Dream
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own
You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em goin "Oh, oh, oh!"
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
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Flint Jakobs Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 5:54 pm
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Song: Break the Rules (Japanese lyrics here)
Artist: Namie Amuro
Album: break the rules
I went downstairs into the underground room
Moving step by step, like time
At last I’d found somewhere to escape to
Somewhere to hide
I happily danced and sang and cried
With everyone
Under the fluorescent lights, as morning came
I saw for the first time
What to expose and what to hide
Like my own scars
Kind of empty
Kind of fleeting
I’m not taking the road back
I want to leave everything, run away somewhere
If the past is the past, then when the hell was good?
Nether you nor I need to bring up the past
We’ll break the rules in the world we’ve created together
You appreciate me, I want to light a little light in the room
We can run away to our place
The precious things are piling up
If you’re still in there
I want us to join hands and keep fighting
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
I’ll show you how I do it
I wanna fight, that’s the way
I wanna fight, that’s the way
I wanna fight
Our life goes up and down (x4)
I can’t go back from your love and this time
But what should I do?
Am I finally beginning to trust someone?
Will I survive as I keep chasing my dreams? I have no card
At the moment we’ll just keep watching the distant sea
Let’s break the rules (x4)
I’ll show you how I do it
I wanna fight, that’s the way
I wanna fight, that’s the way
I wanna fight...with you
Let’s break the rules (x12)
Let’s break the rules
I wanna show you how I do it
I wanna fight
That’s the way
I wanna fight...with you
Let’s break the rules...with you
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
Let’s break the rules
I’ll show you how I do it
I wanna fight...with you
Our life goes up and down
Our life goes up and down
Our life goes up and down
Our life goes up and down
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 6:10 am
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Song: Dedicated
Artist: Mike Shinoda
Album: Songs from the underground
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
I've seen a lot of s**t, I've talked to a bum
Out on sunset strip, he asked me "How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist
You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip."
So let it be known, the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Over seeing the game, over being part of the same ol' thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe
What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place
What's real, anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun
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