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Music » Just Played » Jan. 30, 2013 » Midnight
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FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH - THE PRIDE 12:59 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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SEETHER - REMEDY 12:55 am
Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore you see It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear If you want me hold me back
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here If you want me hold me back
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me" Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Hold your eyes closed, take me in Hold your eyes closed, take me in
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me" Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail And so we go back to the remedy Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me" |
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P.O.D. - HIGHER 12:52 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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TOADIES - POSSUM KINGDOM 12:47 am
Make up your mind Decide to walk with me Around the lake tonight Around the lake tonight By my side By my side
I'm not gonna lie I'll not be a gentleman Behind the boathouse I'll show you my dark secret
I'm not gonna lie I want you for mine My blushing bride My lover, be my lover yeah
Don't be afraid I don't mean to scare you So help me Jesus
I can promise you You will stay as beautiful With dark hair And soft skin, forever Forever
Make up your mind Make up your mind and I promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me Jesus
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel
Give it up to me Give it up to me Do you wanna be my angel So help me
Be my angel Be my angel Be my angel
Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die
Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die Do you wanna die
Well, I promise you I will treat you well My sweet angel So help me, Jesus Jesus Jesus Jesus |
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DANKO JONES - JUST A BEAUTIFUL DAY 12:43 am
I'll crash my car, just for you I'll burn my house down, just for you I'll rip my nuts off, just for you I'll max my creditcards
I'll sell my soul, just for you But nothing's good enough I might be the longer road but I'd make it worth your while
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
I'll rip my eyes out, just for you I'll slash my wrists up, just for you I'll break my d***, just for you I'll make my momma cry
I'll dip my hands in blood I'll be your kicking dog Point crosshairs at my head I'll take it all
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
Come on, alright, alright
I'll crash my car, just for you I'll burn my house down, just for you I'll rip my nuts off, just for you I'll max my creditcards
I'll rip my eyes out, just for you I'll slash my wrists up, just for you I'll break my d***, just for you I'll make my momma cry
When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy When you're invisible, it's easy
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METALLICA - FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS 12:38 am
Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On they fight, for the right, yes, but who's to say? For a hill, men would kill, why? They do not know Stiffened wounds test their pride Men of five, still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die It is the last time he will Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery He hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now they see, what will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls |
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CHEVELLE - SAME OLD TRIP 12:35 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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MONSTER MAGNET - SPACE LORD 12:31 am
I been stuffed in your pocket For the last hundred days When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves So grease up your baby For the ball on the hill I'm polish them rockets now And swallow those pills And say oh...
Space Lord Mothermother
There's a car in the field Now in a column of flame With two doors to choose But only one bears your name You been drinkin' my blood Well I been lickin' your wounds Well I'll shave off the pitch now And the scope of your tune You'll sing oh...
Space Lord Mothermother
I left my throne A million miles away I drink from your tit I sing the blues every day Now give me the strength To split the world in two yeah I ate all the rest And now I've gotta eat you Well I say
Milkin' my nightmares And usin' my name You're strokin' my cortex If you know I'm insane I'm squeezed out in hump-drive And I'm drownin' in love Encompass immortal Position above And sing oh...
Space Lord Mothermother
I left my throne A million miles away I drink from your tit I sing the blues every day Now give me the strength To split the world in two yeah I ate all the rest And now I've gotta eat you Well I say
I lost my soul when I fell to earth My planets call me to the void of my birth The time has come for me to kill this game Now open wide and say my name
Space Lord Mothermother Space Lord Mothermother Space Lord Mothermother Space Lord Mothermother Space Lord Motherf***er (fading out) |
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KID ROCK - LET'S RIDE 12:27 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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A PERFECT CIRCLE - JUDITH 12:23 am
You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never ever choose to be Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your Savior has abandoned you
F*** your God Your Lord, your Christ He did this Took all you had and Left you this way Still you pray, never stray, never Taste all the fruit Never thought to question "Why?"
It's not like you killed someone It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed He did it all for you He did it all for you
Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your dogma has abandoned you Pray To your Christ, to your God Never taste all the fruit Never stray, never break, never Choke on a lie Even though he's the one who Did this to you Never thought to question "Why?"
It's not like you killed someone It's not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side Talk to Jesus Christ as if he knows the reasons why He did it all for you He did it all for you He did it all for you |
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THREE DAYS GRACE - THE HIGH ROAD 12:17 am
I lost everything I fell out of a daydream At the door of a long lost friend And I cried aloud Without an inch of pride I knew I had reached the end
An old and lonely man Saw me sittin on the curb He reached out an took my hand He said I know your song And I know your name And there was a time that I felt the same
But it's a low low road You've gotta roll down Before you find your way, my friend And it's a high, high hill You've gotta climb up Before you get to the top again
I held on so dearly To the wrong things in my life But now I see so clearly I was walking into my own knife You've got to get up off that street Stop looking at your feet And take a hold of something real And this old man, took my hand He looked at me and said, little girl, I understand
That it's a low low road You’ve gotta roll down Before you find your way, my friend And it's a high, high hill You've gotta climb up Before you get to the top again
And there was a time that I thought that I knew it all And there was a place that I thought I could call my own But it all came crashing down and I looked around And I knew that things would never be the same
Low low road You've gotta roll down Before you find your way, my friend And it's a high, high hill You’ve gotta climb up Before you get to the top again
It's a low low road You've gotta roll down Before you find your way, my friend And it's a high, high hill You've gotta climb up Before you get to the top again Cause it's a low, low road You've gotta roll down It's a low, low road
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MARILYN MANSON - I DON'T LIKE THE DRUGS 12:12 am
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
Norm life baby We're white and oh so hetero And our sex is missionary Norm life baby We're quitters, and we're sober Our confessions will be televised
You and I are underdosed, and we're ready to fall Raised to be stupid; taught to be nothing at all (We're taught to be nothing at all)
I don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs
Norm life baby Our god is white and unforgiving We're piss tested and we're praying Norm life baby I'm just a sample of a soul Made to look just like a human being Norm life baby We're rehabbed and we're ready For our 15 minutes of shame Norm life baby We're talkshown and we're pointing Just like Christians at a suicide
You and I are underdosed, and we're ready to fall Raised to be stupid; taught to be nothing at all (We're taught to be nothing at all)
CHORUS
There's a hole in our soul that we fill with dope And we're feeling fine (x3)
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STAIND - NOW 12:08 am
When you come to a fork in the road, You can almost taste it In the knowing which way to go, it's not being tested
All alone you try to take it, to fake it And there's a road less traveled taken, or forsaken
Now it's up to you, the path that you choose Gotta do something different now It's all the same, no one to blame Gotta do something different now
So you head down the road that you chose, Just keep pushing forward And the window is trying to close, just to shut you out
And alone you try to take it, to fake it And there's the road less traveled taken, or forsaken
Now it's up to you, the path that you choose Gotta do something different now It's all the same, no one to blame Gotta do something different now
(Solo)
Something different...
It's up to you, the path that you choose Gotta do something different now It's all the same, no one to blame Gotta do something different now It's up to you, the path that you choose Gotta do something different
Gotta do something different now... |
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AVENGED SEVENFOLD - CARRY ON 12:04 am
There comes a day when we all find out for ourselves That once we have the words to say There's no one left to tell I know why you're running away
There's a place where nothing seems to be A simple night of easy life It's all your mind, all your mind Something little shouldn't feel this way We got a million thoughts we can't complain It's all your life, all your life
It's four in the morning, you got one more chance to die Like beautiful stories, the greatest chapters flew right by There comes a day when we all find out for ourselves That once we have the words to say, there's no one left to tell I know why you're running away
These things don't happen here, another fictional reality It's all your mind, all your mind It's just as good as any other day I'm gonna teach you about mortality Now it's not right, it's not right
It's four in the morning, you got one more chance to die Like beautiful stories the greatest chapters flew right by There comes a day when we all find out for ourselves That once we have the words to say, there's no one left to tell I know why you're running away
In many ways I guess I'll never let you go I'm close behind but I'm a lot more roomier than most I took my second chance, just enjoy the dance And found out who we are Let's find out what we are, never leave asking why
It's four in the morning, you got one more chance to die Like beautiful stories, the greatest chapters flew right by There comes a day when we all find out for ourselves That once we have the words to say, there's no one left to tell I know why you're running away, I know why you're running away
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LINKIN PARK - NUMB 12:00 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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