Hey that's emo!
Today:
Burnout
~Green Day
I live inside this mental cave
Throw my emotions in the grave
Hell, who needs them anyway?
I'm not gowing up
I'm just burning out
Today, Jack Johnson is really on my mind. I've been listening to everything on the "In Between Dreams" album. I'm so sick of pining over this girl...
Now thats one thing we'll all agree on...women are evil...well, sometimes
in reference to obscurejude's comment obviously.
Yes, they are gunslinger.
'How can a light that burns so brightly,
suddenly burn so pale'- i don't know who sings it but some guy just sang it on our national chat show for a suicide thing. nearly cried
"She'll promise you more than the garden of Eden.
She'll rip out your heart and laugh while you're bleeding"
Billy Joel- "She's Only A Woman To Me"
this was part of the song i picked for my wedding song...i cry everytime i hear it it was perfect for us cause the whole song basically says no matter what, im here for you. seriously go find it and listen to it cause typing the words really doesnt even begin to give it justice...
Your Guardian Angel
-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
not every woman can be evil...but my gender does have the ability for sure...
awe thanks! i wish you luck with the hair pulling matter
Final rap battle from 8 mile, Eminem vs Papa Doc
Now everybody from the 313,
put your mother-fuckin hands up and follow me,
everybody from the 313 put your mother-fuckin hands up.
Look, look,
Now while he stands tough,
notice that this man does not have his hands up.
The Free World got you gassed up
but whos afraid of the big bad woof?
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4,
4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1,
You're pac, he's pac, no pac, none.
This guy aint a mother-fuckin MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,
My boy future is an uncle tom.
I do got a dumb friend named cheddar bob who shoots
himself in the leg with his own gun,
I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
and Wink did fuck my girl,
But I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
And never try and judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck i've been through.
But I know something about you,
You went to CRANBROOK, thats a private school,
Whats the matter dawg you embarrased?
This guys a gangster?
His real name's Clarence.
And Clarence lives at home with both parents,
And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage,
this guy dont wanna battle, hes shook,
cuz he knows there ain't no such thing as half way crooks!
He's scared to death,
He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck CRANBROOK.
Fuck the beat I go accapella,
fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody,
fuck y'all if you doubt me,
I'm a piece of fuckin white trash i say it proudly,
and fuck this battle i dont wanna win im outty,
here tell these people something they dont know about me.
Oh, and Obscurejude, if you want to talk about that girl, i'll help if i can.
2:45 am- 11th February 2008- I Finished The Dark Tower
You're missing a verse there, Mark.
"Look ya'll, snoop dogg got a fucking boob job!!"
Thats from the battle with Lotto, not Papa Doc.
"Ward, i think you were a little hard on the beaver,
So was Eddie Hasckal, Wally and Miss CLeaver.
This guy keeps screaming, he's paranoid,
Quick, someone get his ass another steriod!
blah blipity bloo blah blah blah blipity bloo blah
I didn't hear a word you said
HIPPITY HOP-BLAH!
Is that a tank top, or a new bra?
Fuck Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job!
Din't you listen to the last round meathead?
Pay attention you're saying the same shit that he said
(likecty split: I'MA FUCK YOU UP!)
Matter fact dawg, heres a pencil, go home, write some shit, make it suspenseful, and don't come back until something dope hits you,
fuck it, you can take the mic home with you!
Lookin' like a cyclone hit you,
Tank-top screaming "LOTTO I DON'T FIT YOU!"
You see how far them white jokes git you,
Boy's like "How's Vanilla Ice goan dis you?"
My Motto, fuck Lotto, i'll get the seven digits from your Mother for a dollar tomorrow"
Thats the one you're thinking of, i may have missed some stuff out, i had to try and remember it xD
2:45 am- 11th February 2008- I Finished The Dark Tower
"Why Do I Keep Counting?"
~The Killers
There's a plane and I am flying
There's a mountain waiting for me
Oh these years have been so trying
I don't know if I can use them
Am I strong enough
To be the one?
Will I live to have some children?
Help me get down,
I can make it,
Help me get down
If I only knew the answer
I wouldn't be bothering you, father
If I only knew the answer
And If all our days are numbered
Then why do I keep counting
My sugar's sweet, so attainable
This behavior's so unexplainable
The days just slip and slide
Like they always did
The trouble is my head
Won't let me forget
I took one last good look around
So many unusual sounds
I gotta get my feet on the ground
Help me get down
I can make it, help me get down
If I only knew the answer...
And if all our days are numbered,
Would you help me get down? (I can make it, help me get down)
(Help me get down)
(I can make it, help me get down)
If I only knew the answer...
If I change my way of living
And If I pave my streets with good times
Will the mountain keep on giving
And if all of our days are numbered
Then why do I keep counting
Impact by Against Me!
IMPACT!
I'm the Disco fucker of the new generation,
I'm in line with active invention.
Here's a fist to forward your fucking revolution,
Head full of ten o' clock education.
Military action gives me justice and American solution,
It's the headline of the baby in arms.
Hand to hand darkness that shuts the curtain on this week's call to arms.
IMPACT! [x4]
Running runway operations, turning the machine,
It's another vote of confidence to booming world war economy,
Television ethic of crisis on demand.
This is advancement, this is entertainment.
IMPACT!
Was it Iraq, or Kosovo, Korea, or Japan,
Panama, Vietnam, Great Britain, or the Father Land?
Can you hear the dream at night falling in the sky?
Marching with God, throwing stones across the ocean.
It's this week's topic of discussion, a headline of the past.
It won't make an impact unless it's fucking Armageddon.
Nine shots to the head my God, I'm still fucking breathing.
Coming at you live on T.V.
IMPACT! [x4]
Running runway operations, turning the machine,
It's another vote of confidence to booming world war economy,
Television ethic of crisis on demand.
This is advancement, this is entertainment.
IMPACT!
There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long.. people. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.
An excerpt from 30 Seconds to Mars' - Valhalla
I am done
With this war
I will spit right in the face of all you whores
In the hope
That you see
Where you've been
It's the fame
It's the drugs
It's the social circle that you're not part of
It's the fear
It's everybody else, it can't be me
You're the reason I can't control myself
You are the reason I can't control myself
You're the reason I can't control myself
You are the reason I can't control myself
It's the world
On its knees
It's the heaven that everyone seems to need
It's the light
It's the focus that you cannot seem to find
The fame
The fear
The social circle that you can't get near
The drugs
It's everybody else, it can't be you
I'll Just Fall by Lucero
i think i'll just stay right down here on this floor
'cause if i get back up, i'll only fall down more
it ain't the liquor; it ain't the beer that keeps me down
it ain't the sad songs or the heartache
it ain't even this town
well i must've had a pretty good time to end up here
made a pretty good run; caught up with me, my dear
there's no need to make a fuss 'cause i'll be alright
just let me lay here a while, 'till i can stand up right
now i'm just a little bit tired, that's all
and don't make me get up, 'cause i'll just fall
now please stop talking so loud and just let me sleep
i ain't in nobody's way; they can step over me
and i think i'll stay right down here on this floor
'cause if i get back up, i'll only fall down more
now i'm just a little bit tired, that's all
and don't make me get up, 'cause i'll just fall
There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long.. people. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.
WP
~Matisyahu
(partial lyrics)
Trapped in the elevator of your mind
Is it real, what will you find.Behind the door?
Your imagination puts you in a bind
Around you, there's a cloud of gloom
Swallow the key, locked yourself in the room
Can't see outside of your universe...
Let go, release, you hold the key
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we are something
Let go, release, you hold the key
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we'll be something
Welcome to the desert of my soul
You can stay if you like
There's room for one more....
There's room for one more
"With my left hand beneath your head, and my right arm around your waist,
Take a deep breath, because I feel a little drunk...
But I'm in my right mind babe,
Because your love is better than wine..."
Derek Webb- "Better than Wine"
Derek Webb =
"Today I woke up early, today I woke up sad
It's funny how it hurts me, the love I've never had
But I can feel you breaking me through this mess
I can feel you through this loneliness"
Bebo Norman - Break Me Through
"If I had a ladder to reach up to the sky,
I would climb up there forever,
It would just be you and I,
And I would feel you...
Through this loneliness"
Bebo- Break Me Through
The Politics of Starving by Against Me!
It's time for some real world politics
Economics, history, math and english.
Born and raised and bred walking a thin line,
between lost and succeeding and don't ever care about.
The rules aren't changing it if you really tell it like it is
Threats always been there, terror always happens.
For all the fights, for all the songs, all we said.
All we have are these pictures of us.
If it doesnt matter now, then it never really did,
And without this, we might as well be dead.
They're all black and white people,
And that doens't have anything to do with us.
After all these years its still an arms race,
After all these years they still dont fucking get it.
Lives and cultures matter more than capitalist interest.
It's the FBI; its the CIA; the SAF; the IMF, from HMOs to MTV. Fuck you.
For all the fights, for all the songs, all we said.
All we have are these pictures of us.
And if it doesn't matter now, then it never really did,
Without this, we might as well be dead.
When you are so hungry that you'd believe anything,
They're selling you the politics of starving.
And what the fuck does that mean to us?
There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long.. people. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.