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Music » Just Played » Dec. 24, 2012 » Midnight
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ALICE IN CHAINS - I STAY AWAY 12:59 am
Yeah, hey yeah I want to travel south this year I won't prevent safe passage here
Why you act crazy, not an act maybe So close a lady, shifty eyes shady
Yeah, hey yeah Tears that soak a callous heart
Why you act frightened, I am enlightened Your weakness builds me, so someday you'll see
I stay away!
Why you act crazy, not an act maybe So close a lady, shifty eyes shady
I stay away! I stay away! I stay away! I stay away! |
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HALESTORM - I GET OFF 12:55 am
You don't know that I know You watch me every night And I just can't resist the urge To stand here in the light Your greedy eyes upon me And then I come undone And I could close the curtain But this is too much fun
I get off on you Getting off on me Give you what you want But nothing is for free It's a give-and-take Kind of life we make When your line is crossed I get off! I get off
So much left unspoken Between the two of us It's so much more exciting To look when you can't touch You could say I'm different And maybe I'm a freak But I know how to twist ya To bring you to your knees
I get off on you Getting off on me Give you what you want But nothing is for free It's a give-and-take Kind of life we make When your line is crossed I get off! I get off
But you don't know What you can't see Is what I do for you I do for me?
I get off on you Getting off on me I give you what you want Yeaaaaaaah...
I get off on you Getting off on me Give you what you want But nothing is for free It's a give-and-take Kind of life we make When your line is crossed I get off! I get off
Yeah, I get off! Yeah, I get off! I get off |
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FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH - THE PRIDE 12:52 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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TOOL - PRISON SEX 12:47 am
It took so long to remember just what happened. I was so young and vestal then, You know it hurt me, But I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive Even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. I've got my hands bound, And my head down, and my eyes closed, My throat's wide open.
I do unto others what has been done to me Do unto others what has been done to you
I'm treading water, I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, You look so precious. Won't you, won't you come on, up closer, Close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this, I can't stand to burn too long. Release in sodomy. For one sweet moment I am whole.
I do unto you now what has been done to me. I do unto you now what has been done...
You're breathing so I guess you're still alive Even if signs seem to tell me otherwise. Won't you, wont you come on up closer, Close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this. I need this to make me whole. Release in sodomy. For I am your witness that Blood and flesh can be trusted. I am your witness that Blood and flesh can be trusted And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.
Got your hands bound, your head down, Your eyes closed. You look so precious now.
I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this S***, blood and cum on my hands.
I've. Come. Round. Full circle. My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon. You look so precious... You look so precious... You look so precious... You look so precious... You look so precious, now... You look so precious... |
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KID ROCK - LET'S RIDE 12:42 am
(feat. Method Man, Saukrates & Streetlife)
(Adam F) Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, to the Roller Coaster Malpractice Please stay seated, yeh, and hold on even FUCKIN tighter now Cause this next section's, as big as the FUCKIN BLEEDIN Ti-FUCKIN-tanic!! And it's called the Heart Attack Mountain; which we feel is self-explanatory ("Stop stop stop stop!!")
(Streetlife) Yo, I know the streets is watchin' Dirty date n****s cock-blockin' and plottin' Waitin' for my downfall, Street got options F*** y'all, y'all can ball, I'ma stay rockin All emcee's paused when they heard the album's droppin Nuttin but the hottest hip-hop rap concoction Rap's in a state of emergency, it's shockin' I produce, joints that loosen up the socket Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock s*** Bang your head to this, pump your fist if you feelin' it Wild the f*** out, bust a clip for the f*** of it This is as good as it get, who you rollin' with? (You) Who the ultimate? (Wu) Stay committed, sold my soul to this rap s*** (n****) Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get clapped quick I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits And grab my d*** and flick it, get the picture
(interlude) Hold on.. {DT}: This is Dr. Trevis, comin to y'all motherfunkers live Hold on, hold on.. {Adam F}: The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!")
(Redman) Yo, yo, yo I cop a new Benz, crash the front So hard the airbags use nasal pumps Jump out, cock the shottie (raise 'em up!) I stomp holes like the ground ain't paved enough Inform the former the first step was a warm-up The next step'll bomb on where your car alarm was Chikens that'll run in, burn the barn up Shots'll tear ya Sean John and Phat Farm up (nev-ah!) I never got a Soul Train award (nev-ah!) Never lost to emcee's as lame as y'all (nev-ah!) Trick a b**** car payment off I'm a orangutang when the chain is off n**** I set-trip, and I slowly blas with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask Leavin, stains of blood on your Roley glass When I'm, in your hood n**** throw me bags
(interlude) Hold on.. {DT}: You've just been hit, with the ultimate hardcore s*** Hold on, hold on.. {motherf***er} {Adam F}: The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!")
(Method Man) Let's trip the night fantastic I'm flexible, they used to call me plastic These big butt b****es get they ass kicked It is what it is, s***tin' on y'all kids Couldn't live where we live I can't be defeated like "Nobody Beats the Wiz" Like, when daddy's home can't nobody beat the kids Right? You know the Clan and you know the f***in man Meth rock a mic without a kickstand Two blunts, and razors in his wristband Slap you and your b**** man Lookin in your lobby, call me stick-man When it's goin down, call me quicksand Zero to sixty in a second, pack a Smith & Weston And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant For this aggression, no question, M-E to the F and be flexin as hard as my erection Kid learn your lesson cuz what if I decide to start testin your joint - end the motherf***in session
(interlude) Hold on.. {DT}: This is the final moment, where you motherf***ers bout to die Hold on, hold on.. {yo} {Adam F}: The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!")
(Saukrates) Yo, yo - let a n**** get into it Lubricate y'all veins with this "Do-It" fluid I Einstein the rymes, spit them thangs to prove it Cross with the Mack, in fact, my game's the truest Now I'm on the highway, doin it my way With Street, Illegal, Meth, Roc, and Doc Friday Performin like the weather was warm And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms And keep the ghetto, pop your metal Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow The addiction, ain't no friction I got them rap heads fillin out a prescription, with diciton Gettin thick when I put fire to the steaks And burn the odds, like a iron to your face These long hard years spent Oxy-Cleanin Make it clear - look out, Big 'Sauks is here, n**** what?
(outro) Hold on.. {DT}: This is Dr. Trevis, warnin y'all motherf***ers Hold on, hold on.. {Adam F}: The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!") Hold on, hold on.. {DT}: PPP Def Squad, we lock s*** down Hold on, hold on.. {Adam F}: The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!")
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JET - COLD HARD BITCH 12:38 am
Yeeaah!
Gotta leave town Got another appointment Spent all my rent Girl you know I enjoyed it, yeah! Ain't gonna hang around till there's nobody dancing I don't wanna hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright!
Cold hard b**** Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting, give me Cold hard b**** She was shakin' her hips So that was all that I need
Gonna check her out She's my latest attraction Gonna hang around Wanna get a reaction, yeah! Gonna take her home 'cos she's over romancing Don't wanna hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright!
Cold hard b**** Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting, give me Cold hard b**** She was shakin' her hips So that was all that I need I'm waiting, give me Cold hard b**** Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees
Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting
Cold hard b**** Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting, give me Cold hard b**** She was shakin' her hips So that was all that I need I'm waiting, give me Cold hard b**** Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting, give me
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PAPA ROACH - WHERE DID THE ANGELS GO 12:35 am
There's no money There's no possessions Only obsession I don't need that s*** Take my money Take my obsession.
I just wanna be heard Loud and clear are my words Comin' from within' man, tell 'em what you heard It's about a revolution In your heart and in your mind, you can't find the conclusion Lifestyle and obsession Diamond rings get you nothin' but a lifelong lesson And you're pocket book stressin' You're a slave to the system, workin' jobs that you hate For that s*** you don't need It's too bad the world is based on greed Step back and see Stop thinkin' 'bout yourself, start thinkin' 'bout...
There's no money There's no possession Only obsession I don't need that s*** Take my money Take my possession Take my obsession I don't need that...
'Cos everything is nothing And emptiness is in everything This reality is really just a f***ed-up dream With the flesh and the blood that you call your soul Flip it inside out, it's a big black hole Take your money burn it up like an asteroid Possessions, they are never gonna fill the void Take it away and learn the best lesson The heart, the soul, the life, the passion.
There's no money There's no possession Only obsession I don't need that s*** Take my money Take my possession Take my obsession I don't need that s***.
Money... Possession... Obsession...
Present yourself, press your clothes Comb your hair and clock in, You just can't win, just can't win The things you own, own you now!
Take my money Take my possession Take my obsession I don't need that s***.
F*** your money F*** your possession F*** your obsession I don't need that s***.
Money... Possession... Obsession... I don't need that s***.
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FILTER - HEY MAN, NICE SHOT 12:30 am
I wish I would've met you Now it's a little late What you could'a taught me I could've saved some face
They think that your early ending was all wrong For the most part, they're right But look how they all got strong
That's why I say Hey man nice shot Good shot man That's why I say Hey man nice shot Good shot man
A man has gun Hey man have fun Nice shot
Now that the smoke's gone And the air is all clear Those who were right there Got a new kind of view
You'd fight and you were right But they were just too strong They'd stick it in your face and Let you smell what they consider wrong
That's why I say Hey man nice shot A good shot man Thats why I say Hey man nice shot What a good shot man
A man has gun Hey man have fun Nice shot
A man has gun Hey man have fun Nice shot
A man has gun Hey man have fun Nice shot
A man has gun Hey man have fun Nice shot
Oh nice shot man! Oh nice shot man!
I wish I would've met you I wish I would've met you I wish I would've met you I wish I would've met you I'd say nice shot! |
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TRAPT - BRING IT 12:26 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.....
:Chorus:
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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SICK PUPPIES - KILLING MYSELF FOR CHRISTMAS 12:24 am
Cause I feel like killing myself for Christmas I never got along real well with my mom or dad Hey I feel like killing myself for Christmas It’ll be the best, the best, the best Christmas they ever had
I could slice my wrists but you know it’ll only get real messy (Look at that mess you made) I could shoot myself but you know they would never recognize me (That’s not my boy, that’s not him) I can take that mistletoe And hang myself from the Christmas tree (That Christmas tree is coming out of your parking money)
Cause I feel like killing myself for Christmas And before I go, I think I’ll hijack a mall And tell all your kids that there’s no such thing as Santa (You know you where an accident) And before I go, (I blame your mother) I’ll steal your credit cards and max ‘em out Before you know, I’m buying porno Cause that’s all I want anyway (That's how Kool-Aid's supposed to taste, drink it! Drink it! Drink it! Drink it)
Cause we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas We never got along real well with our moms or dads Yeah we feel like killing our self’s for Christmas (You're all asleep! Do it!) It’ll be the best, the best, the best Christmas they ever had
Cause we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas We never got along real well with our moms or dads Yeah we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas (Merry Christmas!) It’ll be the best, the best, the best, (Merry Christmas!) the best, the best, the best, (Merry Christmas) The f***in' best Christmas they ever had
Bum bum ba dum bum bum F***in' die! (But I don’t wanna die this year, that was last year)
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LINKIN PARK - LOST IN THE ECHO 12:21 am
Yeah! Yo, you were that foundation Never gonna be another one, no I followed, so taken So conditioned, I could never let go Then sorrow, then sickness Then the shock when you flip it on me So hollow, so vicious So afraid I couldn’t let myself see
That I could never be held Back or up no, I hold myself Check the rep, yep, you know mine well Forget the rest, let them know my hell There and back, yet my soul ain’t sell Kept respect up, the best, they fell Let the rest be the tale they tell That I was there saying
In these promises broken Deep below Each word gets lost in the echo So one last lie I can see through This time I finally let you Go Go Go
Test my will, test my heart Let me tell you how the odds gonna stack up Y’all go hard, I go smart How’s that working out for y’all in the back, huh? I’ve seen that frustration Been crossed and lost and told no And I’ve come back unshaken Let down and lived and let go
So you can let it be known I don’t hold back, I hold my own I can’t be mapped, I can’t be cloned I can’t C-flat, it ain’t my tone
I can’t fall back, I came too far Hold myself up and love my scars Let the bells ring wherever they are ’Cause I was there saying
In these promises broken Deep below Each word gets lost in the echo So one last lie I can see through This time I finally let you go (Go) (Go) (Go) (Go) (Go)
No, you can tell ’em all now I don’t back up, I don’t back down I don’t fold up and I don’t bow I don’t roll over, don’t know how I don’t care where the enemies are Can’t be stopped, all I know, go hard Won’t forget how I got this far For every time saying
In these promises broken Deep below Each word gets lost in the echo So one last lie I can see through This time I finally let you (Go) Go (Go) Go (Go) Go (Go)
Go (Go) Go (Go) Go (Go) Go
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HELLYEAH - DRINK DRANK DRUNK 12:21 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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SOUNDGARDEN - FELL ON BLACK DAYS 12:12 am
Whatsoever I've feared has come to life Whatsoever I've fought off became my life Just when every day seemed to greet me with a smile Sunspots have faded and now I'm doing time Now I'm doing time
'Cause I've fell on black days I've fell on black days (x2)
Whomsoever I've cured, I've sickened now Whomsoever I've cradled, I've put you down searchlight so they say, but I can't see it in the night I'm only faking when I get it right When I get it right
'Cause I've fell on black days I've fell on black days (x2)
How would I know that this could be my fate? How would I know that this could be my fate?
So what you wanted to see good has made you blind And what you wanted to be yours, you've made it mine So don't you lock up something that you wanted to see fly Hands are for shaking, no, not tying No, not tying
I sure don't mind a change I sure don't mind a change Yeah, I sure don't mind I sure don't mind a change I sure don't mind a change
But I've fell on black days I've fell on black days
How would I know that this could be my fate? How would I know that this could be my fate? How would I know that this could be my fate? How would I know that this could be my fate? I sure don't mind a change |
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SEETHER - COUNTRY SONG 12:08 am
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CHEVELLE - SAME OLD TRIP 12:05 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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