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| Favorite Band Out of these: |
| The Killers |
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9% |
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| Panic! at the Disco |
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25% |
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| The White Stripes |
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4% |
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| My Chemical Romance |
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36% |
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| Taking Back Sunday |
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25% |
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 Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 8:13 pm
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..::HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD::..
~Knife called Lust~
Johnny 3 Tears:
I loved you, you made me, hate me. You gave me, hate, see?. It saved me and these tears are deadly.
You feel that? I rip back, every time you tried to steal that. You feel bad? you feel sad? I’m sorry,
hell no ******** that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife
it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I
hurt too, remember I loved you!
(Chorus) Tha Producer aka Da Seducer:
I've , Lost it all, fell today, It’s all the same
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no
I've , been abused, I feel so used, because of you
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no
J-Dog aka The Flat Iron Chef:
I wish I could I could have quit you. I wish I never missed you, And told you that I loved you, every
time I ******** you. The future that we both drew, and all the s**t we've been through. Obsessed with the
thought of you, the pain just grew and grew! How could you do this to me? Look at what I made for you,
it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you. I used to be love struck; now I'm just ********. Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts!
(Chorus)
(Bridge) Tha Producer and Shady
Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest.
And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound.
Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest.
And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down.
(Chorus)
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 9:36 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 9:41 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 10:19 am
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Dear friends of this academy
Romeo is bleeding to death
To see a friend bleed to death what for
Some of metaphor that I cant see?
So I'll drink until I see it
This sky will make me sick
So I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this
This sky will make me sick
I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you
Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine
You want to hold me up and bring me down
You want to hold me up and bring me down
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you
It's all mine
Bestest Son=g In The Whole Wide World!
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gouldybones
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 12:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 9:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 12:36 am
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itzadoozi celine_jules24
"Waiting"
by: The Red Jumpsuit Apperatus
Feeling sorrow
for all the things you had to steal and borrow.
Bring back the days we had before tomorrow
relapse and then collapse into yourself once more.
Waiting for this life to change seems like it's taking me forever
and I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it's taking me forever
And I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
Void I can't fill.
The doctor tells me to relax and stand still
Prescribes me a new pill to quell my anger.
Wish I could make her pull herself up off the floor
Waiting for this life to change seems like it's taking me forever
and I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it's taking me forever
And I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
Again, into the day, again
Waiting for this life to change seems like it's taking me forever
and I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
This life is going to change seems like it's taking me forever
And I can't hold on. This light is breaking into the day
Take time to contemplate who you are and where you want to go.
[x2]
Into the day
<3
Ah! I love RJA!!
i know. they are a great group
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 3:05 pm
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"The Lovesong Writer" by Thursday
Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium
He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar
With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies
Chords into church bells, fill up the allies
Lovers intwine in the heat of the night
And by dawn are apart in the shivering silences
We will pretend
That its all just made up
The songs that he writes
Are too personal
He cant play them for anyone
When hes all alone, the lovesong writer sings
Ooooh
Can anyone, hear me now?
No one hears him now
So he stumbles through syllables, cut from their sentences
Lost letters call to him, deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
Pose for me now
You're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way
Theres always a way out
Theres always a way out
When hes all alone, the lovesong writer sings
Ooooh
Can anyone, hear me now?
But no one hears at all
The lovesong writer sits all alone
When he hears the sound of the knock at the door
50 red roses, falling apart
In the hands of someone that you scraped in and left behind
All of the others strolled up and showed up at your door
Staring you down, they said:
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
We already are
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 3:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 3:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 3:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 4:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 4:29 pm
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Quote: Green Day The Grouch (this song Always makes me smile) I was a young boy that had big plans Now I'm just another shitty old man I don't have fun and I hate everything The world owes me, so ******** you Glory days don't mean s**t to me I drank a six pack of apathy Life's a b***h and so am I The world owes me, so ******** you Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals I had a young and optimisitic point of view Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals I had a young and optimisitic point of view I've decomposed, and my gut's getting fat Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude The world owes me, so ******** you The wife's a nag and the kid's ******** up I don't have sex 'cause i can't get it up I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch The world owes me, so ******** you
Ha ha, someone else heart 's this song! I thought I was the only one...
Anyhow, here's my favorite lyrics...
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you never loved me
From Taking Back Sunday, of course. Cute Without The 'E'. While I love the entire song, these are the best lyrics! |
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 4:44 pm
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