Favorite Song Lyrics

[Determined]

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical,
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill through
And let them pass right through
Bringing out our hope and reason ...
before we pine away.

 

[灰野 敬二]

Burial - Untrue

Its the way, I feel inside
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied
And its all, because you lied.

[MV]

Yeah the city could be great one day,
but the first step is getting out of our own way.
I've been to bigger cities, they produce bigger frowns,
I'll die, right here, in this town.

Sun Storm - Mac Lethal

[FFUUUrious]

Grubson - Ruffneck

Ruffneck ziom to ruffneck z Grubasem
Wyrusza w trasę nasączony tłustym basem
to nie dziwki nie basen lecz nagrywki na masę
dwa razy wyższy o klasę i skuteczne jak laser..

Cel pal boom ! Ruffneck w betonie tonie na tronie
w ochronie płonie i to nie koniec ...


Grubson - Na szczycie

Aniele śmierci proszę powiedz mi
czemu w stosunku do nas jesteś obojętny ?
Najlepsze są dla Ciebie młode ofiary
Nigdy nic Ci nie zrobiły a traktujesz je jak psy
Zobacz ile miłości w każdym człowieku
Nie jeden by chciał przeżyć choć pół wieku..


Medium - Gwiazda wieczoru

Ej słuchaczu masz tu planetarium
Traktuj ten track jak rakietę do rapu
[...]
No to w trasę na przejażdżkę tym statkiem.
[...]
Moją chorobą jest horoskop - mam raka.

no one know what I write above but i dont care.. just lovin' it 

[Jerka]

Bamp


Broder Daniel - Dump For Broken Dreams

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If we’re told we’re an asset
Why are we treated
Like a problem
And if you brake our dreams
Do our hearts not go to sleep

Like a dump for broken dreams
Is how this country seems
Splinters of dreams
So it feels

If we’re always discouraged
If time for us can’t be afforded
If an open heart
Gets crushed down
What then is rewarded

In this world inside a jar
Our jobs are all we are
You are like a ghost
If you have none
When they say we have no use
They must be deaf and blind
Why should we take abuse
I pay no mind

If everything’s perfunctory
Only made half-heartedly
If all is done by default
What is done from the heart

Like a dump for broken dreams
Is how this country seems
Splinters of dreams
So it feels
How come no one sees
We’re just categories
We live and die
By rank

[灰野 敬二]

Paddy McAloon - I Trawl the MEGAHERTZ

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I am telling myself the story of my life,
stranger than song or fiction.
We start with the joyful mysteries,
before the appearance of ether,
trying to capture the elusive:
the farm where the crippled horses heal,
the woods where autumn is reversed,
and the longing for bliss in the arms
of some beloved from the past.
I said 'Your daddy loves you'.
I said 'Your daddy loves you very much';
he just doesn't want to live with us anymore'.

The plane comes down behind enemy lines
and you don't speak the language.
A girl takes pity on you:
she is Mother Theresa walking among the poor,
and her eyes have attained night vision.
In an orchard, drenched in blue light,
she changes your bandages and soothes you.
All day her voice is balm,
then she lowers you into the sunset.
Hers is the wing span of the quotidian angel,
so her feet are sore from the walk
to the well of human kindness,
but she gives you a name and you grow into it.
Whether a tramp of the low road or a prince,
riding through Wagnerian opera,
you learn some, if not all, of the language.
And these are the footsteps you follow
- the tracks of impossible love.

12 days in Paris,
and I am awaiting for life to start.
In the lobby of the Hotel Charlemagne
they are hanging photographs
of Rap artists and minor royalty.
All cigarettes have been air-brushed from these pictures,
making everyone a liar,
and saving no-one from their folly.
As proud as Lucifer, I do nothing to hide
my kerosene dress and flint eyes
- which one steady look, are able to restore
to these images their carcinogenic threat.
So what if this is largely bravado ?
I have only 12 days in Paris
and I'm awaiting for life to start.
I'm setting out my stall behind a sheet of dark hair,
and you, the hostage of crazed hormones,
will be driven to say:
'I am the next poet laurate
and she is the cherry madonna,
and all of the summer is hers.'

At first I don't notice you,
or the colour of your hair,
or your readiness to laugh.
I am tying a shoelace,
or finding the pavement fascinating
when the comet thrills the sky.
Ever the dull alchemist.
I have before me all the necesary elements:
it is their combination that eludes me.
Forgive me ... I am sleepwalking.
I am jangling along to some song of the moment,
suffering it's sweetness,
luxuriating in it's feeble aproximation of starlight.
Meanwhile there is a real world ...
trains are late, doctors are breaking bad news,
but I am living in a lullaby.

You might be huddled in a doorway on the make,
or just getting by, but I don't see it.
You are my one shot at glory.
Soon I will read in your expression
warmth, encouragement, assent.
From an acorn of interest
I will cultivate whole forests of affection.
I will analyse your gestures
like centuries of scholars
poring over Jesus'words.
Anything that doesn't fit my narrow interpretation
I will carelessly discard.
For I am careless ... I'm shameless ... and -
('Mayday, Mayday, watch the needle leave the dial')
I am reckless,
I am telling myself the story of my life.

Soon, I will make you a co-conspirator:
if I am dizzy I will call it rapture;
if I am low I will attribute it to your absence,
noting your tidal effect upon my moods.
Oblivious to the opinions of neighbours
I will bark at the moon like a dog.
In short, I'm asking to be scalded.
It is the onset of fever.

Yesterday they took a census.
Boasting, I said 'I live two doors down from joy.'
Today, bewildered and sarcastic, I phone them and ask
'Isn't it obvious? This slum is empty.'

Repeat after me: happiness is only a habit.
I am listening to the face in the mirror
but I don't think I believe what she's telling me.
Her words are modern, but her eyes have been weeping
in gardens and grottoes since the Middle Ages.
This is the aftermath of fever.
I cool the palms of my hands upon the bars
of an imaginary iron gate.
Only by an extreme act of will can I avoid
becoming a character in a country song:
'Lord, you gave me nothing, then took it all away.'
These are the sorrowful mysteries,
and I have to pay attention.
In a chamber of my heart sits an accountant.
He is frowning and waving red paper at me.
I go to the window for air.
I catch the scent of apples,
I hunger for a taste,
but I can't see the orchard for the rain.

There are two ways of looking at this.
The first is to accept that you are gone,
and to light a candle at the shrine of amnesia.
(I could even cheat).
In the subterranean world of anaesthetics
sad white canoes are forever sailing downstream
in the early hours of the morning.
'Tell the stars I'm coming,
make them leave a space for me;
whether bones, or dust,
or ashes once among them I'll be free.'
It may make a glamorous song
but it's dark train of thought
with too many carriages.

There is, of course,
another way of looking at this:
Your daddy loves you; I said
'Your daddy loves you very much;
he doesn't want to live with us anymore.'
I am telling myself the story of my life.

By day and night, fancy electronic dishes
are trained on the heavens.
They are listening for smudged echoes
of the moment of creation.
They are listening for the ghost of a chance.
They may help us make sense of who we are
and where we came from;
and, as a compassionate side effect,
teach us that nothing is ever lost.

So ... I rake the sky.
I listen hard.
I trawl the megahertz.
But the net isn't fine enough,
and I miss you
- a swan sailing between two continents,
a ghost inmune to radar.

Still, my eyes are fixed upon
the place I last saw you,
your signal urgent but breaking,
before you became cotton in a blizzard,
a plane coming down behind enemy lines.

[Neotec]

Chelsea Grin - Crewcabanger

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Useless waste of human flesh,
Fucking everything you see.
Body like an hourglass,
But a soul just like a succubus.
No, I will not fall victim to your disease,
Or your hideous vagina trap.
Like fucking a malady filled gangrenous wound,
I want nothing to do with you.
Love is dead instead,
You'd rather give head.
You stupid trick,
I will end this.
You're life is meaningless.
Love is dead instead,
You'd rather give head.
Useless waste of human flesh.
I will end this

[NEM]

Shinedown - Diamond Eyes

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I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes
I am the ghost, that hides in the night

Boom-lay boom-lay, boom! (repeat)

Wait, wait a minute take a step back,
Gotta think twice before you react.
So stay, stay a little while cause a promise
Not kept is the road to exile
Hey, what's the circumstance?
You'll never be great without taking a chance
So, wait you waited too long
Had your hands in your pocket
When you should've been gone.

(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
One push is all you need
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
This is philosophy.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
We watch with wounded eyes.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
So I hope you recognize.

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness, so long to the regrets
And now I see the world through diamond eyes

Damn, damn it all down
Took one to the chest without even a sound
so, what, what do you want
The things you love or the people you hurt
Hey, it's like déjà vu suicidal maybe I got nothing to lose
So wait, it's the exception to the rule
Everyone of us is expendable

(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
One push is all you need
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
This is philosophy.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
We watch with wounded eyes.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
So I hope you recognize.

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness,
So long to the regrets
And now I know that I'm alive

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness so long to the regrets
And now I see the world through Diamond Eyes

(uuuuuuuuuuuuuh uuuuuh)

Every night of my life I watch angels fall from the sky
Every time that the sun still sets
I pray they don't take mine

I'm on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness so long to regrets

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness so long to the regrets
And now I know that I'm alive

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness, so long to the regrets
And now I see the world through diamond eyes

Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
(The story is just beginning)
I say goodbye to my weakness,
So long to the regrets
And now I see the world through Diamond eyes

Boom-lay boom-lay boom (repeat till the end)
A bullet for pretty boy - Windows

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How can we bridge the path from dark to light
If we live like the rest.
Can we portray his love?
We are the Window
What we do is for you
Can we be your hands?
Burn these walls
Let your light shine through this veil
Burn these walls
Let your light shine through
We are the Window
We must set our own hearts
Straight to lead the weak
We give ourselves to you
To see the truth within in your hands
Oh God take it all
Fill my lungs
Give me life
We were hollow men
We were hollow men
Consume me
I am choosing what I will let decide
Who I will become
With all this shame pulling at my feet
I will run to you
What can I do
To make this wretch pure
All of me
Use all of me for you
We must set our own hearts
Straight to lead the weak into the promise land
You still Give us hope
This is my flesh
Nothing more than a book
Of redemption and regrets
This is my flesh
Nothing more than a book
Of redemption and regrets
Burn these walls
Let your light shine through this veil
Burn these walls
Let your light shine through
Blessthefall - To hell and back

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HEYYY!

I'm leavin the same way I came in
Lookin forward but I can't see straight
It's just like I know where I'm going
It's just like me to fool myself(I'm Right Here Bitch!)or(im what happends)
Buried by the words of a liar(I'm Right Here.. BITCH!)Or(im what happends)

But I'm alive and I'm still breathin
We're sane because of her taste
You didn't say enough for one last time
My mind plays it over and over

Slow motion
But we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Let's not lose control
(Light a match just to watch it burn)
Struck
(Light a match just to watch you burn)
Where are you goin? How far?
Where are you goin?
(Let's give them HELL!)

We're sane because of her taste
You didn't say enough for one last time
My mind plays it over and over

Slow motion
But we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Let's not lose control
(I'll bite the bullet)
(Just to save myself) (Oh!)
(Oh no, this ship is quickly sinking)
(We gotta take control, gotta take control)
(Oh no, this ship is quickly sinking)
(We gotta take control, gotta take control)

Slow motion
Now we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Now we're moving faster, moving faster
(I'll bite the bullet)

[Cooper]

Mom and Dad went to a show
They dropped me off at grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please, don't go


Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home


Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatos and stuff like that
Couldn't chew my meat too good


Said why don't you stop your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
Thats what I did, I killed my toe


After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep, and watched tv
Woke up in my Mother's arms

Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone

 

[CENSORED]

i very liked dj khaled go hard lyrics
and diggy simmons 2 music ''copy, paste'' and ''do it like you''

im writing my own lyrics, its not complete and not controled, so be positive ( R&B )
and please, follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/EmreElement

There came my girlfriend,just the place front of my nose here.
I'd maked the love end,what is she doin' here? Just disappear.

She was a slut, whore, and she was such an asshole,
far away in a strip club, earning money by dancing pole.

I pay'd everything for her what there was,
and damn it, she was going for the hasj.

Now bring me the money back,
pussy money in the bag.

There came a billion from the bag out,
buying a six floor villas in the south.

Everything in here blingin' like brotha's gold.
You can not believe right? And everything has sold.

She sold all the gold here to get the money,
She is fucking stoned... just a little stony.
You da girl... from the playboy mansion bunny,
You hear'd me baby,
You ain't gonna have me hony

[disciplo]

*lyrics*
 

 

[A maid]

I take a chainsaw to my ultimate despise
Whore to a chainsaw is my purist form of pride

I cannot live with them amongst this mess
Amongst this mess
I need to end this
Insult to the human population of this world

Die you fucking whores
You putrid waste of space
Stop breeding fucking rats
You bitches gonna get it


So touching.

[Cooper]

time for lust
time for lie
time to kiss you're ass goodbye
send me money, send me green
heaven you will meet
make a contribution and you'll ge the better seat
die die die die die DIEEEEHH ♫

[Determined]

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Ahh, soul of mine
Ahh, sober
Ahh sold the mind
Ahh I'm so sober
I know the way
Ahh...stoned
Ahh, so it ends
Ahh oh stone sober

Ah, gimme that wine!
Gimme that acid!
And I wanna lose everything that's policing us, and then everything must begin!
And I wanna do heroin!
And I wanna do crack cocaine!
And I wanna lose everything but release... Why don't you just:

SMOKE THAT FUCKING WEED, BOY! DRINK THE WINE!

 

[Metalsoad]

Chelsea grin - Lifeless:

Get the fuck up!

Your dress is lined with blood
You look so much better in red
And with your throat open
Your body twitches and squirms
As you suffocate on your own blood

With your last thoughts I hope you think of everything I’ve ever done for you
And how you left me to lie in my buried agony
I will never let myself sink that low again
But I’ll let my knife sink deeper for reparations you bitch
Your eyes are getting heavy
But I wont let this end so quickly no, I want to watch you suffer

I see your lifeless corpse
And I can’t help but laugh
You brought this on yourself
Just Another wretched soul being slowly dragged to hell
This is the last life you fuck

You’re dead you fucking slut.