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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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