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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 9:04 pm
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So... I'm posting my song lyrics. The reason I'm going out on a limb, is because let's face it- I've trashed so much s**t here, I've probably earned a few grudging enemies who'd love to smear my works with bad responses.
We'll start with my attempt at vulgar imagery, my most rhythmically-sound lyricism. Note cocaine reference and a House of 1000 Corpses reference.
Violated ------------- It was almost as if I wanted it gone Oh, a white powder sniff Castrated, no spawn
Shoved off the waistline Lost all the hair Take it from mine, take it from mine It’s your skin I’ll wear
Raped by a speculum Violated with a bonesaw
I’ll see if you’re in awe
By now there’s no structure Released from what’s ******** her It’s now, It’s now Mutilated beyond repair
Raped by a speculum Violated with a bonesaw
Thought I’d start a business Doing all the s**t that’s like this One dream, I get off to think To put out 2000 degrees in your pink --------------------------------------------
I may post one of my other well-structured songs, with appropriately-used Japanese in it, if I get good feedback and the aforementioned nemeses don't backlash.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 9:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 1:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 5:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 6:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 3:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 7:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:12 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 7:50 pm
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Ah, thank you, your comment definitely makes me happy. I now know my internet-translated Japanese makes sense. ^^
Another song. A lot less a**l about rhythm, too. Meant to be slow, bass-y, and have a sordid atmosphere to it. Basically, like if Tool covered Alice In Chains' "Love Hate Love"
felt again ----------- you're no macabre superstar sickened, syringe sex drive
i saw you... you were the one sitting on the wall smelling of vomit mouth agape staring at the flies you thought you saw
was i washed away and nothing thought so, thanks farewell
longed for the addict's hell you would i always knew it's the skin that fits you best pale, cold, clammy and ugly sweat-covered and bed-ridden tongue dry and swollen, fingers feeble
was i washed away and nothing thought so, thanks farewell you disgust me you disgust me you disgust me
i thought it was you (i thought and i knew) blonde, blue-eyed, pale and beautiful you could tell the boys didn't think you had a worm and it got you off at night
was i washed away and nothing thought so, thanks farewell was i washed away and nothing thought so, thanks farewell
you play a dangerous game, chap damsel in distress smeared on the floor deluded diluted deluded diluted
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 6:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 2:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 3:54 pm
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