Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Marilyn Manson - irresponsible hate anthem
I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am not the animal who will not be himself
fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again? (or break your jaw)
Hey victim,
you were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers
I don't need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, I rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
fuck it
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am not the animal who will not be himself
fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again? (or break your jaw)
Hey victim,
you were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers
I don't need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, I rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
fuck it
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Pinback - Bbtone
Inside the wave
Inside the wave
Coming from behind the wall
Coming from beneath the floor
Coming from behind the wall
Coming from beneath the floor
Suddenly I hear the sound (The walls close in around me)
Coming from behind the wall (Old habits fade far from me)
Suddenly a door appears (The ceiling falls about me )
Coming from beneath the floor (and the sky is open to me now)
But my hands are tied
and the ropes are tight around my wrist
Steadily we climb again (Makes me sick. Think to hard on the other side)
Step into a hidden room (Can't stare too long at the softest light)
Searchin' for another out (Old wounds get infected by the)
Found a tunnel heading down (Heat of an oven gone cold too long)
Suddenly I hear the sound (Get my mind off the pain with the medicine)
Coming from behind the wall (Just the idea of a thought brings it round again)
Suddenly a light appears (Get my mind off the pain. Off the pain)
Rapidly some something nears... (Get my mind off the pain Off the pain)
But my hands are tied
and the ropes are tight around my wrist
Bucket and a shovel
On a sand dune
Building castles
Knocking them down
Wading too far
Out of my sight
Gonna work me over
For a misdemeanor
In too long
Out of bed
Way too slow
In a found cut scene from an empty film
The walls close in around me
Old habits fade far from me
The ceiling falls about me
but the sky is open to me now
Bucket and a shovel
On a sand dune
Building castles (But my hands are tied)
Knocking them down
Wading too far
Out of my sight
Gonna work me over
For a misdemeanor (and the ropes are tight around my wrist)
In too long
Out of bed
Way too slow
Forever wishing someone near the goal
Forever pushing sisiphus would know
Forever wasting promise as it goes
Forensics show a summer in the hole, buddy
Hands from the sky
Rip me open
(Suffer begin)
Inside the wave
Coming from behind the wall
Coming from beneath the floor
Coming from behind the wall
Coming from beneath the floor
Suddenly I hear the sound (The walls close in around me)
Coming from behind the wall (Old habits fade far from me)
Suddenly a door appears (The ceiling falls about me )
Coming from beneath the floor (and the sky is open to me now)
But my hands are tied
and the ropes are tight around my wrist
Steadily we climb again (Makes me sick. Think to hard on the other side)
Step into a hidden room (Can't stare too long at the softest light)
Searchin' for another out (Old wounds get infected by the)
Found a tunnel heading down (Heat of an oven gone cold too long)
Suddenly I hear the sound (Get my mind off the pain with the medicine)
Coming from behind the wall (Just the idea of a thought brings it round again)
Suddenly a light appears (Get my mind off the pain. Off the pain)
Rapidly some something nears... (Get my mind off the pain Off the pain)
But my hands are tied
and the ropes are tight around my wrist
Bucket and a shovel
On a sand dune
Building castles
Knocking them down
Wading too far
Out of my sight
Gonna work me over
For a misdemeanor
In too long
Out of bed
Way too slow
In a found cut scene from an empty film
The walls close in around me
Old habits fade far from me
The ceiling falls about me
but the sky is open to me now
Bucket and a shovel
On a sand dune
Building castles (But my hands are tied)
Knocking them down
Wading too far
Out of my sight
Gonna work me over
For a misdemeanor (and the ropes are tight around my wrist)
In too long
Out of bed
Way too slow
Forever wishing someone near the goal
Forever pushing sisiphus would know
Forever wasting promise as it goes
Forensics show a summer in the hole, buddy
Hands from the sky
Rip me open
(Suffer begin)
Articles of Faith - Bad Attitude
Bad attitude's a catch-all phrase
When things don't work out their way
And you know you're supposed to stay
Right in your place
In your corner -- be a man
Get away with what you can
As long as you don't rip them
Keep you in your place
You know that it's not right to hate
It must be that you're born that way
You need some more -- indoctrinate
Or else they'll put you away
Bad attitude's what they'll serve you
When they're need for you is through
'Cause you got that attitude
Keep you in your place
Bad attitude's what it must be
Because you don't think like me
And want all those handsome things
Keep you in your place
Bad attitude's what I've been told
Since I was just five years old
And didn't buy what they had sold
Right in my place
Bad attitude but "be yourself"
Just enough like someone else
Another soul who needs our help
Go to hell
Bad attitude...
When things don't work out their way
And you know you're supposed to stay
Right in your place
In your corner -- be a man
Get away with what you can
As long as you don't rip them
Keep you in your place
You know that it's not right to hate
It must be that you're born that way
You need some more -- indoctrinate
Or else they'll put you away
Bad attitude's what they'll serve you
When they're need for you is through
'Cause you got that attitude
Keep you in your place
Bad attitude's what it must be
Because you don't think like me
And want all those handsome things
Keep you in your place
Bad attitude's what I've been told
Since I was just five years old
And didn't buy what they had sold
Right in my place
Bad attitude but "be yourself"
Just enough like someone else
Another soul who needs our help
Go to hell
Bad attitude...
Monday, March 7, 2011
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