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Music » Just Played » Dec. 13, 2012 » Midnight
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TRAPT - BRING IT 12:58 am
Looking around Wondering what this is for Sure it's fine but i don't think i need this anymore I took down my self appearance And i found the definate clearance I'm getting bored inspiration is drained Till i see your face is boredom beside me...
:Chorus: Feel this Once one more to Make sure its not a dream I can't stand here any longer Please don't wake me up Your such a perfect dream of all i ever... Wanted at all
Bringing me down A flow as the glass hits the floor Shattered pieces It's not what it used to be anymore Rided it out on broken pieces Tell me now what is your thesis I need it more To make it through the day Till i see your face is boredom beside me.....
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I never met this dream... Reality Once I fall inside of you Again its so hard To keep my mind off of you To keep my arms off of you
So unreal So sureal
But,You're just a dream You're far away Boredom will follow around me again
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LINKIN PARK - NUMB 12:55 am
I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface, Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your sh*** (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired, So much more aware I'm becoming this All I want to do, Is be more like me, And be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me? Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control 'Cause everything that you thought I would be, Has fallen apart right in front of you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired, So much more aware I'm becoming this All I want to do, Is be more like me, And be less like you
And I know I may end up failing too, But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there I've become so tired, So much more aware I'm becoming this All I want to do, Is be more like me, And be less like you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there (I'm tired of being what you want me to be) I've become so numb I can't feel you there (I'm tired of being what you want me to be) |
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HELLYEAH - DRINK DRANK DRUNK 12:48 am
Well, staggered into yesterday Bourbon in my hand Feelin' fancy clancy, feelin' like a man I ain't afraid to cry 'cos you know I ain't no punk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank Drank, drunk
Feelin kinda clever, lookin kinda cool No matter what the weather You know I ain't no fool 'cos I ain't afraid to cry 'Cos you know I ain't no punk
I found it in the locker, it's gotta be a pint of vodka I see it on the table, it's gotta be a Black Label I smell it on my skin, it's gotta be a pint of gin
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank Drank, drunk
Oh, drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank Drank, drunk
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METALLICA - SEEK & DESTROY 12:41 am
Alright
Scannin' the scene in the city tonight Lookin' for you to start up a fight There's an evil feeling in our brains But it is nothing new You know it drives us insane
Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths
Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy
There is no escape And that's for sure This is the end, we won't take any more Say goodbye to the world you live in You've always been takin' but now you're giving
Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths
Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy
Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill And it will not go away till our dreams are fulfilled There is only one thing on our minds Don't try running away, 'cause you're the one we will find
Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths
Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy Searchin' Seek and destroy |
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3 DOORS DOWN - ONE LIGHT 12:38 am
It’s down to this I’ve got to make this life make sense Can anyone tell what I’ve done
I miss the life I miss the colors of the world Can anyone tell where I am
'Cause now again I’ve found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place I’m so far down away from the sun again Away from the sun again
I’m over this I’m tired of livin’ in the dark Can anyone see me down here
The feeling’s gone There’s nothing left to lift me up Back into the world I know
And now again I’ve found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place I’m so far down away from the sun
That shines to light the way for me To find my way back into the arms That care about the ones like me I’m so far down away from the sun again
It’s down to this I’ve got to make this life make sense And now I can’t tell what I’ve done
And now again I’ve found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines to light the way for me And now again I’ve found myself so far down Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I’m so far down away from the sun That shines to light the way for me To find my way back into the arms That care about the ones like me I’m so far down away from the sun again
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NIRVANA - SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT 12:33 am
Load up on guns, bring your friends, It's fun to lose and to pretend. She's over-bored and self-assured, Oh, no, I know a dirty word.
Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello...
With the lights out, it's less dangerous, Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious, Here we are now, entertain us.
A mulatto, an albino, A mosquito, my libido... Yeah, hey, yay...
I'm worse at what I do best, And for this gift, I feel blessed. Our little group has always been, And always will until the end.
Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello...
With the lights out, it's less dangerous, Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious, Here we are now, entertain us.
A mulatto, an albino, A mosquito, my libido... Yeah, hey, yay...
And I forget just why I taste, Oh, yeah, I guess it makes me smile. I found it hard, it's hard to find, Oh, well, whatever, never mind.
Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello...
With the lights out, it's less dangerous, Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious, Here we are now, entertain us.
A mulatto, an albino, A mosquito, my libido...
A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial |
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FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH - THE PRIDE 12:29 am
Johnny Cash and PBR, Jack Daniels, NASCAR Facebook, Myspace, iPod, Bill Gates Smith & Wesson, NRA, Firewater, Paleface Dimebag, Tupac, heavy metal, hip-hop
I am what you fear most I am what you need I am what you made me I am the American Dream
I'm not selling out; I'm buying in I will not be forgotten This is my time to shine I've got the scars to prove it Only the strong survive I'm not afraid of dying Everyone has their time Life never favored weakness Welcome to the pride
Disneyland, Whitehouse, JFK, and Mickey Mouse John Wayne, Springsteen, Eastwood, James Dean Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Playboy, "text me" NFL, NBA, Brett Favre, King James
I am all-American I am living the dream I am what you fear most I am anarchy
I'm not selling out; I'm buying in I will not be forgotten This is my time to shine I've got the scars to prove it Only the strong survive I'm not afraid of dying Everyone has their time Life never favored weakness Welcome to the pride
Since the dawn of time Only the strong have survived I will not be forgotten
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SAVING ABEL - ADDICTED 12:26 am
I'm so addicted to All the things you do When you're going down on me In between the sheets Or the sound you make With every breath you take It's unlike anything When you're loving me
Oh girl lets take it slow So as for you well you know where to go I want to take my love and hate you 'til the end
It's not like you to turn away From all the bulls*** I can't take It's not like me to walk away
I'm so addicted to all the things You do when you're going down on me In between the sheets Or the sound you make With every breath you take It's unlike anything When you're loving me
Yeah
I know when it's getting rough All the times we spend When we try to make This love something better than Just making love again
It's not like you to turn away All the bulls*** I can't take Just when I think I can walk away,
I'm so addicted to all the things You do when you're going down on me In between the sheets Or the sound you make With every breathe It's not like anything
I'm so addicted to all the things you do When you're going down on me in between the sheets Or the sound you make with every breath you take It's unlike anything when you're loving me Yeah When you're loving me
How can I make it through All the things you do There's just got to be more to you and me
I'm so addicted to all the things you do When you're going down on me In between the sheets Or the sound you make with every breath you take It's unlike anything It's unlike anything
I'm so addicted to All the things you do When you're going down on me
Or the sound you make with every breath You take it's unlike anything I'm so addicted to you Addicted to you |
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PAPA ROACH - STILL SWINGIN' 12:22 am
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a f*** if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces I've reached my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a f*** if I cut my arm bleeding Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong, would it be right If I took my life tonight? Chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
I never realized I was spread too thin Till it was too late and I was empty within Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin Downward spiral, where do I begin?
It all started when I lost my mother No love for myself and no love for another Searching to find a love upon a higher level Finding nothing but questions and devils
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine I'm running and I'm crying I'm crying, I'm crying I'm crying, I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a f*** if I cut my arm bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right If I took my life tonight? Chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine I'm running and I'm crying I can't go on living this way Can't go on living this way Nothing's all right
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P.O.D. - HIGHER 12:17 am
Come and give me that Wildfire! The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive, like a blaze style! Consciousness vibes I and I know The untamed flame that I desire! Me want uncultivated Jah glow Foolish intensity, versatile! He'll fly the spirit high, take me higher!
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
I want to feel that Wildfire! Irregular burning of the sun Shining through, make you spit fire! Savage combustion, let it go Impetuous, fervor testifier! Outlandish passions I know Crucial rhythms no Denial! Musical nation, Empire!
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
One leads with the passion Tribal fire will never end The righteous will burn again Tribal fire will never end One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire will never end Tribal fire will never end
One leads with the passion The righteous will burn again One bleeds everlasting Tribal fire never ends
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PUDDLE OF MUDD - DRIFT & DIE 12:13 am
Forgotten thoughts of yesterday Through my eyes I see the past
Well I don't know I don't know I don't know why I believe I believe I believe in the truth, from inside Go away go away go away from me Leave me alone Ignorance spreads lies How much will money bye Well I'll take my time as I drift and die
Unwanted live my life a shame Who's to blame for my mistakes
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As I drift and die [x2]
Ignorance spreads lies How much will money bye Well I'll take my time As I drift and die [x5] |
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BUSH - THE SOUND OF WINTER 12:10 am
There's a screened-in porch in the front, but not in the back. The back's just got a door and a crepe myrtle bush, and a little old dried-up garden, and some woods way on back. There's a hickory nut tree that covers the whole roof. Sounds like hand grenades hitting the tin roof all the time. There's an old wood floor that's bowed-up just about everywhere. It's got a thin coat of white stuff on it, even though it's a dark wood floor. There's a washing machine right outside the back door. It's a ringer washer, the kind they don't use any more. I got my hand caught it in several times and usually got my arse whipped for it, even though I was the one that got hurt. There's a snake stick, that's what they called it anyway, by the back door. 'Cause if you wanted to go outside, you'd usually need it. Everything's green most of the time, except in the winter when you could see the highway. It's not a leaf on the trees. There's an old rock well where we clean the squirrels. I used to sit out there by that and watch the Carbur girl come down the road.
She didn't have but one dress and that's all she needed. It was kind of red and kind of grey, kind of tore-up and kind of perfect. She was built like a brick s*** house. She had polish on her toenails, it only went about half-way down 'cause they was always tore-up. She used to walk across the side yard right by the well and go stand by the crepe myrtle bush and look in the screen door. She'd usually stand there for about ten minutes, and back then I wasn't sure what she wanted. These days I understand. If I'd have known then what I know now, well, my life might have been pretty different. Well, she was about eight or nine years older than I was when I first started school. I knew there was something. There's something about the south, the air is a lot heavier, and it seems like the women sweat, even when they're not.
I don't know if you've ever heard rain on a tin roof or not, but it's kind of tailor made for love. And one day I was in the house and I was looking back toward the back screen-door and there she was. Standing there for ten minutes. The only thing different this day is that my daddy went back there and talked to her. He told her she looked pretty. I thought the same thing, but there's something about the look in his eye that was a little different than the one I had in mine. And he walked outside and they went past the crepe myrtle bush and past the well and out into the green. And I walked to the back door and I watched for a long time. All I could see was trees. And after a time, I really couldn't count, and they came back out. And my daddy was walking way ahead of her, and she was kind of following, almost running. He acted like he didn't want to have anything to do with her and I was wondering why. Why would you be so happy going in and so down coming out? I don't know. That's what I thought then. He didn't act like she was so pretty any more. Now I think I get it. I think I've got it several times. |
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CHEVELLE - SAME OLD TRIP 12:06 am
Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine Time won't keep us anymore It's the usefulness of letting go Your perfect plan has come and gone Like the nuclear centuries' benefits
They say You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach You bought the same old trip
Lawful, vengeful, awful, friendship, misfits Bits of feeling, thieving, fits inside revealing Time to censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine
You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope) You bought the same old trip Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie) You bought the same old
Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, paid to Censor, censor, realize Censor, censor, no friend of mine
You bought the same old trip So innocent you're out of reach (we don't mind the scope) You bought the same old trip Sigh of relief inside of a dream (we all lie beyond) You bought the same old trip
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ALICE IN CHAINS - ROOSTER 12:00 am
Ain't found a way to kill me yet Eyes burn with stinging sweat Seems every path leads me to nowhere, mmm Wife and kids household pet Army green was no safe bet The bullets scream to me from somewhere, mmm
Here they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no oh, you know he ain't gonna die
Here they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die, oh No, no, no oh, you know he ain't gonna die
Walkin' tall machine gun men They spit on me in my home land Gloria sent me pictures of my boy, mmm Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death My buddy's breathing his dyin' breath Oh God please won't you help me make it through
Here they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no oh, you know he ain't gonna die |
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