Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
World's Greatest Dad
I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It's not. The worst thing in life is ending up with people who make you feel all alone
Cloud Cult - Take Your Medicine
These are things that I keep hidden in belly
I can't see them but they control my life
For a moment you could see right through me
See right through me
Help me make this right
Look at all those skeletons running from their closets
Get them in the light
I can't see them but they control my life
For a moment you could see right through me
See right through me
Help me make this right
Look at all those skeletons running from their closets
Get them in the light
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tool - The Patient
A groan of tedium escapes me, startling the fearful
is this a test?
It has to be, otherwise I can't go on
Draining patience, drain vitality, this paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old
But I'm still right here, givin' blood, keepin' faith and I'm still right here
But I'm still right here, givin' blood, keepin' faith and I'm still right here
Wait it out
Gonna wait it out
Gonna wait it out (Be patient)
If there were no rewards to reap
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I've chosen here
I certainly would've walked away
By now
Gonna wait it out
If there were no desire to heal
The damaged and broken met along
This tedious path I've chosen here
I certainly would've walked away
By now
And I still may
And I still may
Be patient
Be patient
Be patient
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
I certainly would've walked away (I must keep reminding myself of this)
By now
Gonna wait it out
Gonna wait it out
Wait it out
Gonna wait it out
is this a test?
It has to be, otherwise I can't go on
Draining patience, drain vitality, this paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old
But I'm still right here, givin' blood, keepin' faith and I'm still right here
But I'm still right here, givin' blood, keepin' faith and I'm still right here
Wait it out
Gonna wait it out
Gonna wait it out (Be patient)
If there were no rewards to reap
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I've chosen here
I certainly would've walked away
By now
Gonna wait it out
If there were no desire to heal
The damaged and broken met along
This tedious path I've chosen here
I certainly would've walked away
By now
And I still may
And I still may
Be patient
Be patient
Be patient
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
(I must keep reminding myself of this)
I certainly would've walked away (I must keep reminding myself of this)
By now
Gonna wait it out
Gonna wait it out
Wait it out
Gonna wait it out
Modest Mouse - Parting of the Sensory
There's no work in walking and it fueled the talk
I would grab my shoes and then away I'd walk
Through all the stubborn beauty I'd start at the dawn
Until the sun had fully stopped
Never walking away from
Just a way to pull apart
Dehydrate back into minerals
A life long walk to the same exact spot
Carbon's anniversary
The parting of the sensory
It's old, old news to read
The parting of the sensory
Who the hell made you the boss?
We placed our chips in all the right spots but still lost
Any shithead who had ever walked
Could take this ship and do a much finer job
This fit like clothes made out of wasps
Oh, fuck it, I guess I lost
The parting of the sensory
Carbon's anniversary
Just part of the game, if you please
Carbon's anniversary
Who the hell made you the boss?
If you say what to do, I know what not to stop
If you were the ship who would ever get on?
The weather changed and for the worse
It came down on us like it had been rehearsed
Not like you hoped, but change will surely come
And be awful for most, but really good for some
I took a trip to the exact same spot
We'd pulled the trigger, but we forgot to cock
And every single shot
Aw, fuck it, I guess we lost
Some day you will die and somehow something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die and somehow something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die and someone or something will steal your carbon
Some day something will die and somehow you'll figure out how often
You will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
Something will die and you will probably just steal its carbon
Some day you will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
I would grab my shoes and then away I'd walk
Through all the stubborn beauty I'd start at the dawn
Until the sun had fully stopped
Never walking away from
Just a way to pull apart
Dehydrate back into minerals
A life long walk to the same exact spot
Carbon's anniversary
The parting of the sensory
It's old, old news to read
The parting of the sensory
Who the hell made you the boss?
We placed our chips in all the right spots but still lost
Any shithead who had ever walked
Could take this ship and do a much finer job
This fit like clothes made out of wasps
Oh, fuck it, I guess I lost
The parting of the sensory
Carbon's anniversary
Just part of the game, if you please
Carbon's anniversary
Who the hell made you the boss?
If you say what to do, I know what not to stop
If you were the ship who would ever get on?
The weather changed and for the worse
It came down on us like it had been rehearsed
Not like you hoped, but change will surely come
And be awful for most, but really good for some
I took a trip to the exact same spot
We'd pulled the trigger, but we forgot to cock
And every single shot
Aw, fuck it, I guess we lost
Some day you will die and somehow something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die and somehow something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
Some day you will die and someone or something will steal your carbon
Some day something will die and somehow you'll figure out how often
You will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
Something will die and you will probably just steal its carbon
Some day you will die somehow and something's going to steal your carbon
Radiohead - Bullet Proof...I wish I was
Limb by limb and tooth by tooth
Tearing up inside of me
Every day, every hour
Wish that I was bulletproof
Wax me, mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it was bulletproof
So pay me money and take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate and bulletproof
Tearing up inside of me
Every day, every hour
Wish that I was bulletproof
Wax me, mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it was bulletproof
So pay me money and take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate and bulletproof
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Tom Waits - You can never hold back spring
You can never hold back spring
You can be sure I will never stop believing
The blushing rose, it will climb
Spring ahead or fall behind
Winter dreams the same dream, every time
Baby you can never hold back spring
Even though you've lost your way
The world is dreaming, dreaming of spring
So close your eyes
Open your heart
To the one who's dreaming of you
And you can never hold back spring
Remember everything that spring can bring
Baby you can never hold back spring
Baby you can never hold back spring
You can be sure I will never stop believing
The blushing rose, it will climb
Spring ahead or fall behind
Winter dreams the same dream, every time
Baby you can never hold back spring
Even though you've lost your way
The world is dreaming, dreaming of spring
So close your eyes
Open your heart
To the one who's dreaming of you
And you can never hold back spring
Remember everything that spring can bring
Baby you can never hold back spring
Baby you can never hold back spring
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Queens of the Stone Age - Tension Head
Everyday I wake up feeling this way
I take it downtown with all the action going down
Stike your match, strike your match, cook it up
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so fucking sick (My life)
(Your life) On the bathroom floor
Try to get out and get right
Hustling little girls
Cheating little boys
Yeah
Gotta get out, gotta get out and get right
Gotta get out, I gotta get out no more
No more, no more
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I'm feeling so sick
On the bathroom floor (My life)
I'm feeling so sick (Your life)
No more
Yeah!
(High life, low life, high life, low life, high life, low life)
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so sick no more
I take it downtown with all the action going down
Stike your match, strike your match, cook it up
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so fucking sick (My life)
(Your life) On the bathroom floor
Try to get out and get right
Hustling little girls
Cheating little boys
Yeah
Gotta get out, gotta get out and get right
Gotta get out, I gotta get out no more
No more, no more
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I'm feeling so sick
On the bathroom floor (My life)
I'm feeling so sick (Your life)
No more
Yeah!
(High life, low life, high life, low life, high life, low life)
(My life) I'm feeling so sick
(Your life) I feel so sick no more
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Liz Phair - Whip Smart
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green and
Whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower 'til I write my whole life story
On the back of his big brown eyes
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap and
Games are just another way of life
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because for
Every truth, there are half a million lies
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
'Til he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
Whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower 'til I write my whole life story
On the back of his big brown eyes
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap and
Games are just another way of life
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because for
Every truth, there are half a million lies
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
'Til he learns to let his hair down far enough to climb outside
When they do the double dutch, that's them dancing
The Smashing Pumpkins - By Starlight
by starlight I’ll kiss you
and promise to be your one and only
I’ll make you feel happy
and leave you to be lost in mine
and where will we go, what will we do?
soon said I, will know
dead eyes, are you just like me?
her eyes were as vacant as the sea
dead eyes, are you just like me?
and all along, we knew we’d carry on
just to belong
by starlight I know you
as lovely as a wish granted true
my life has been empty, my life has been untrue
does she really know, who I really am?
does she really know me at last?
dead eyes, are you just like me?
and promise to be your one and only
I’ll make you feel happy
and leave you to be lost in mine
and where will we go, what will we do?
soon said I, will know
dead eyes, are you just like me?
her eyes were as vacant as the sea
dead eyes, are you just like me?
and all along, we knew we’d carry on
just to belong
by starlight I know you
as lovely as a wish granted true
my life has been empty, my life has been untrue
does she really know, who I really am?
does she really know me at last?
dead eyes, are you just like me?
Monday, March 14, 2011
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