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Sober by TOOL
There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every breath I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Trust me. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Trust me. I want what I want. |
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i'm not really for sure, there's a lot of songs that i relate to...but two stand out
Fat Bottomed Girls - Queen oooh you gonna take me home tonight. oooh, down beside that red firelight; oooh you gonna let it all hang out. Fat bottomed girls, You make the rockin' world go round. Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad, But I knew life before I left my nursery, Left alone with big fat Fanny, She was such a naughty nanny! Hey big woman you made a bad boy out of me! Hey, hey! I've been singing with my band Across the wire, across the land, I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way, hey But their beauty and their style Wear kind of smooth after a while. Take me to them lardy ladies every time! (C'mon) Oh won't you take me home tonight? Oh down beside your red firelight, Oh and you give it all you got Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round Hey listen here, Now I got mortgages on homes I got stiffness in my bones Ain't no beauty queens in this locality. (I tell ya!) Oh, but I still get my pleasure Still got my greatest treasure. Heap big woman you done made a big man out-of me! Now get this! Oh, (i know),you gonna take me home tonight (please) oh, down beside that red firelight Oh, you gonna let it all hang out Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round *(yeah)* Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round GET ON YOUR BIKES AND RIDE! Oooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls Fat bottomed girls Yeah yeah yeah all right ride 'em cowboy Fat bottomed girls Yes yes and Minority - Green Day I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority I pledge allegiance to the underworld One nation under dog There of which I stand alone A face in the crowd Unsung, against the mold Without a doubt Singled out The only way I know 'Cause I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority Stepped down of the line Like a sheep runs from the herd Marching out of time To my own beat now The only way I know One light, one mind Flashing in the dark blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts For crying out loud as she screamed unto me a free for all Fuck 'em all you are your own sight 'Cause I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority (Insert guitar solo here) One light, one mind Flashing in the dark blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts For crying out loud as she screamed unto me a free for all Fuck 'em all You are your own sight 'Cause I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority (I wanna be...) the minority (x4)
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Unsettled I cannot prepare for that which I cannot foresee; therefore, forgive me should I appear constantly unsettled by your behavior. The only patterns I base my life on are yours, and the routine which I derive from your behavior is only as solid as your adherence to your own behavioral patterns. If I cannot understand you, how can I live for you? What does a blind, deaf, quadriplegic baby get for Christmas? *Cancer* Cure for overpopulation = Bubonic Plague Last edited by horrorobsessed; 06-03-2007 at 12:24 PM. |
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