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Alice in Chains ~ Got me wrong

Yeh, it goes away

All of this and more of nothing in life

No color clay

Individuality not safe

As of now I bet you got me wrong

So unsure you run from something strong

I can let go

Thread bare tapestry unwinding slow

Feel a tortured brain

Show your belly like you want me to

As of now I bet you got me wrong

So unsure you run from something strong

I haven't felt like this in so long

Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love

That don't last forever

Something's gotta turn out right

You sugar taste

Sweetness doesn't often touch my face

Stay if you please

You may not be here when I leave

As of now I bet you got me wrong

So unsure you run from something strong

I haven't felt like this in so long

Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love

Strong, I haven't felt like this in so long

Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love

That don't last forever

Something's gonna turn out right

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Motley Crue- Live Wire

Plug me in

I'm alive tonight

Out on the streets again

Turn me on

I'm too hot to stop

Something you'll never forget

Take my fist

Break down walls

I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]

No, no

You better turn me loose

You better set me free

Cause I'm hot, young, running free

A little bit better than I use to be

[Chorus]

Cause I'm alive

Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

I'm a Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

Live Wire

Cause I'm alive

I'm a Live Wire

I'll either break her face

Or take down her legs

Get my ways at will

Go for the throat

Never let loose

Goin' in for the kill

Take my fist

Break down walls

I'm on top tonight

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

Come on baby

Gotta play with me

Well I'm your live wire

You better lock your doors

I'm on the prowl tonight

Well be mine tonight

[Chorus]

Come on be may baby

Come on tonight

Come on be may baby

Come on tonight

I'll give you everything

You want inside

Plug me in, plug me in

I want you

Come on tonight

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This thread is difficult for me... most of the music that would acuratly describe how I feel wouldn't have lyrics

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Post em anyway...I have plenty of songs like this too...maybe we'll recognize them and be able to relate.

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Pink Floyd- If

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.

If I were a train, I'd be late.

And if I were a good man,

I'd talk with you

More often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream.

If I were afraid, I could hide.

If I go insane, please don't put

Your wires in my brain.

If I were the moon, I'd be cool.

If I were a book, I would bend for you.

If I were a good man, I'd understand

The spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.

And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.

And if I go insane,

And they lock me away,

Will you still let me join in the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.

If I were a train, I'd be late again.

If I were a good man,

I'd talk with you

More often than I do.

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Megadeth- Addicted to Chaos

Only yesterday they told me you were gone

All these normal people, will I find another one?

Monkey on my back, Aching my bones

I forgot you said "One day you'll walk alone"

I said I need you, does that make me wrong?

Am I a weak man, are you feeling strong?

My heart was blackened, It's bloody red

A hole in my heart, a hole in my head?

Who will help me up?

Where's the helping hand?

Will you turn on me?

Is this my final stand?

In a dream I cannot see

Tangled abstract fallacy

Random turmoil builds in me

I'm addicted to chaos

Lights shined on my path,

Turn bad days into good

Turn breakdowns into blocks, I smashed 'em

Cause I could

My brain was Labored, My head would spin

Don't let me down, don't give up, don't give in

The rain comes down, cold wind blows

The plans we made are back up on the road

Turn up my collar, welcome the unknown

Remember that you said

"One day you'll walk alone"

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the killers, smile like you mean it.

Save some face, you know you've only got one

Change your ways while you're young

Boy, one day you'll be a man

Oh girl, he'll help you understand

Smile like you mean it

Smile like you mean it

Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside

We lost track of the time

Dreams aren't what they used to be

Some things slide by so carelessly

Smile like you mean it

Smile like you mean it

And someone is calling my name

From the back of the restaurant

And someone is playing a game

In the house that I grew up in

And someone will drive her around

Down the same streets that I did

Down the same streets that I did

Smile like you mean it

Smile like you mean it

Smile like you mean it

Smile like you mean it

Oh no, oh no no no

Oh no, oh no no no

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I dunno some Joan Jett song that goes: 'Do you wanna touch (ugh) do you wanna touch, (ugh) do you wanna touch me there, where......there YAH!  Yah.......oh yah.......oh yah.......

Tell ya whut.  You would not need to ask  me twice.........lol

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Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)

I don't know the artist but sure you will recognize the song....'I don't want anybody else........when I think about you I touch myself......'

Heh guess you all know my fingers were busy with more than typing this morning lol

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The Divinyls- I Touch Myself.

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A TRIBE Called Quest - Phony Rappers

Phony rappers who do not write

Phony rappers who do not excite

Phony rappers, check it out, aight

Verse One: Kamaal (Q-Tip)

Yo, I was riding the train

And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain

Let's battle

It kinda took me by surprise

Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize

I said screw it, I ain't got nuttin to lose but um

But I got to do this shit real quick so um

Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine

And I be out cuz I got to see this hottie, he said ok

Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, that's what he said

Then I came back and just fucked up his head

Cuz yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV

Couldn't hold the shit down in New York City

Aiyyo, I showed his ass, then I went off on my task

To bless her ass Uptown, real MC's will hold it down

Yea, yea, sonny, to the beat like that

You wanna bring it to me, where you at

Verse Two: Phife Dawg

Yes, dread, I had a similiar situation

When this kid tried to tell me I didn't deserve my occupation

He said I wasn't shit that I was soon to fall

I looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls

Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip

Ay, you know me, you know I had to come out my shit

Trying to lounge at the mall, meet Skef and Mr Walton

Finally I banged his ass wit the verbal assault

He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickelbags of weed

That's when I preceeded to give him what he needed

Talking 'bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose

Poor excuse, money please, i get loose off of orange juice

Preferly Minute Maid cuz that's exactly what it takes

To write a rhyme, huh, to school your nickels and your dimes

Because an MC like me be on TV

Don't mean I can't hold my shit down in NYC

Phony rappers who do not write

Phony rappers who do not excite

Phony rappers, you know they type

Phony rappers, check it

Verse Three: Phife, Consequence

It seems there's a sanitation, y'all full of thrash talker

Sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker

Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing

Not enhancing, you sound tired

Oh, shit, I didn't know you like to play yourself in front'cha friends

Sitting there, lying to no end

MC's for me make things happening

Talk about a world but in a form of rapping

Who will be the captain of this ship

If it goes down, don't you know you have to go wit it

Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks

Doesn't mean that you've reach the MC's peak

Let me stop sounding all bitter

Ghetto child, never be a quitter

But don't be a phony in the litter

Take it as a letter from the better

Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass jetta's

C: Yo, Phife, you need a condom

P: Word to God, mess around

I catch Aids from Mc's being on my nuts too hard

C: Cuz on my blvd you better bring your bodyguard

P: And what's your blvd

C: LP, I represent naturally

P: So don't step on the rolly if you know that you're phony

Or else I bend that ass like elbow macaroni

Cuz I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real)

A Tribe Called Quest, you see we never half step

C: (So on your mark) get ready, MC's be jetti

Me and Phifey be on ya like Veronica and Betty

Archie, Jughead, snuffing Mc's

From Brainslane down to Hempstead

P: Yes 'Quence, see over

His rhyme style is older tham a Chrysler Cordova

I'm wilder then the cats from Arizona

Villanova, un, un, Kentucky

Whos' the next MC stepping up to try and bust me

Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it

C: And when it comes to the microphone, don't even try to grab it

What?

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Lush - when i die (from the album split...everyone should own this. its beautiful).

When I Die

If you walked in now

I wouldn't start

I wouldn't frown

And if you just appeared

I wouldn't cry or think it weird

'Cause you are still around

You're in the air, you're in the ground

And you can't go away

I am afraid you're here to stay

Friends don't understand

They close the door, they raise their hands

She says she hears your voice

Of course she does, she has no choice

I was hours ahead

When they removed you from your bed

They drank all the while

Until you said goodbye

Why are we sitting here in ourselves?

I don't look up, I don't look down

I look ahead and make no sound

My love was there, I only stare

Healthy in my dreams

Is what you are is what it seems

What does it all mean?

You're only hiding behind a screen

Curse the English day

For what it forces us to say

Banish all the pain

'Cause when I die, die

I'll see you again

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BEST OF YOU by Foo Fighters

I’ve got another confession to make

I’m your fool

Everyone’s got their chains to break

Holdin’ you

Were you born to resist or be abused?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?

I needed somewhere to hang my head

Without your noose

You gave me something that I didn’t have

But had no use

I was too weak to give in

Too strong to lose

My heart is under arrest again

But I break loose

My head is giving me life or death

But I can’t choose

I swear I’ll never give in

I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?

Its real, the pain you feel

Your trust, you must

Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Oh...

Ohhhhhh

Ohhhhhh

Ohhhhhh

Ohh

Has someone taken your faith?

Its real, the pain you feel

The life, the love

You die to heal

The hope that starts

The broken hearts

Your trust, you must

Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I’ve got another confession my friend

I’m no fool

I’m getting tired of starting again

Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?

I swear I’ll never give in

I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?

Its real, the pain you feel

Your trust, you must

Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Oh...

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Blackstar - Re: Definition

What what what, what what, what what, what what

Woaaaahhhhhhh!

One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh

I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

And Hi-Tek make the beat drop, wayohh

[Talib Kweli]

RE:DEFinition, turning your play into a tragedy

Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately

Niggaz is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity

Livin to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity

We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC

who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually

Don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you

You get kicked into obscurity like judo, no Menudo

cause you pseudo, tryin to compete with reality like Xerox

Towards destruction you spiraling like hairlocks, wipe them teardrops

Chasing stars in your eyes, playing games with your lives

Now the wives is widows soakin up pillows, weepin like willows

Still mo' blacks is dyin, kids ain't livin they tryin

_How to Make a Slave_ by Willie Lynch is still applyin

Regardless, the Mos is one of my closest partners

Rockin ever since before Prince was called The Artist

Rocker before Funkmaster Flex was rockin Starter

When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was martyrs

Life or death, if I'm choosin with every breath I'm enhancin

Stop, there comes a time when you can't run

[Mos Def]

What, lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom

Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem

Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a phantom

You'll talk about me to your grandsons

Cats who claimin they hard be mad fag

so I run through em like, flood water through sandbags

Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have

Sinkin they ship, like Moby Dick, did Ahab

Son I'm way past the minimum, it's a verb millenium

My rap's the holy gas in your bag, like Palestinians

Ancient now descend the year, try to whole the Gideon

Official b-boy gentlemen won't turn off at the interim

Born inside the winter wind, day after December 10

These simpletons they mentionin the synonym for feminine

Sweeter than some cinnamon the danish brings rotten to men

Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them

(Gentlemen) without a tenament more than a ?sibilant?

Leave your unit tremblin like herds of movin elephant

Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element

from Flatbush settlement, kid posseses melanin

Hotter than tales of crack peddlin, makin em WOOP

like blue gelatin, swing like Duke Ellington

Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me

The hot oppresion rent who burn down your chief teepee

You see me?

One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh

I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is rulin hip-hop

Talib Kweli is rulin hip-hop

Say we Black Star we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh

Whoahhhh!

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From Autumn To Ashes- Mercury Rising

Every breath that I exhale is a sigh -

every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion.

[repeating throughout]

How sad - this is what your life has

been reduced to - a single room apartment containing no more than a mattress.

The strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been

painted over. The television screen is streaked with blood smeared from your

knuckles as you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its

strength, or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. Startled by a knock

at the door you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can

only greet the visitor with one short statement. Hello my first name is

distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello my name is

distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello I really

don't care if I never wake up again. I really don't care if I never wake up

again.

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on top of spaghetti

all covered with cheese

i lost my poor meatball

when somebody sneezed

it rolled off the table and onto the floor

and then my poor meat-a-ball

rolled under the door

it rolled through the garden

and under a bush

and then my poor meatball

was nothing but mush

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Wolfsheim- I won't believe

I won't believe every lie

just 'cause you said you're mine.

I won't believe that your heart's

been cheating from the start.

I won't believe it's just a game.

I won't believe it's just the same... again.

I won't believe... you could be far away

but staying on my mind.

I've to believe... at last, there won't be

anything that's left behind, my friend...

I understand, that you just saw

the signs, but not their sense

and laid your trust in me... I won't believe

I won't believe...

that you will be there at all...

you know... that I believe...

this is what a friend is for...

I said I won't believe, but then...

I understand that you could see

the signs but not their sense...

don't lay your trust in me...

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Punky Brewster tv Theme song

Maybe the world is blind, or just a little unkind.

Don’t know.

Seems you can’t be sure of anything anymore, although,

You maybe lonely and then, one day you’re smiling again.

Every time I turn around,

I see the girl that turns my world around.

Standing there . . .

Every time I turn around,

Her spirit’s lifting me right off the ground.

What’s gonna be? Guess we’ll just wait and see.

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Fugazi - Waiting Room

I am a patient boy

I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait

My time is water down a drain

Everybody's moving

Everybody's moving

Everything is moving,

Moving, moving, moving

Please don't leave me to remain

In the waiting room

I don't want the news

(I cannot use it)

I don't want the news

(I won't live by it)

Sitting outside of town

Everybody's always down

(Tell me why)

Because they can't get up

(Ahhh... Come on and get up)

(Come on and get up)

But I won't sit idly by

(Ahhh...)

I'm planning a big surprise

I'm gonna fight

For what I want to be

And I won't make the same mistakes

(Because I know)

Because I know how much time that wastes

(And function)

Function is the key

Inside the waiting room

I don't want the news

(I cannot use it)

I don't want the news

(I won't live by it)

Sitting outside of town

Everybody's always down

(Tell me why)

Because they can't get up

(Ahhh... Come on and get up)

Up from the waiting room

Sitting in the waiting room

(Ahhh...)

Sitting in the waiting room

(Ahhh...)

Sitting in the waiting room

(Ahhh...)

Sitting in the waiting room

(Ahhh...)

(Tell me why)

Because they can't get up

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The Cure - "Maybe Someday"

No I won't do it again, I don't want to pretend

If it can't be like before I've got to let it end

I don't want what I was, I had a change of head

But maybe someday...

Yeah maybe someday

I've got to let it go and leave it gone

Just walk away, stop it going on

Get too scared to jump if I wait too long

But maybe someday...

I'll see you smile as you call my name

Start to feel, and it feels the same

And I know that maybe someday's come

Maybe someday's come...

Again!

So tell me someday's come tell me some days come again...

No I won't do it some more, doesn't make any sense

If it can't be like it was, I've got to let it rest

I don't want what I did, I had a change of tense

But maybe someday...

I'll see you smile as you call my name

Start to feel, and it feels the same

And I know that maybe someday's come

Maybe someday's come...

If I could do it again maybe just once more

Think I could make it work like I did it before

If I could try it out

If I could just be sure

That maybe someday is the last time

Yeah maybe someday is the end

Oh maybe someday is when it all stops

Or maybe someday always comes again...

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Massive Attack - Angel

You are my angel

Come from way above

To bring me love

Her eyes

She's on the dark side

Neutralize

Every man in sight

To love you, love you, love you ...

You are my angel

Come from way above

To love you, love you, love you ...

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"Again Someday" by Blackmore's Night

Now you're gone

We're left to carry on

Though the night seems twice as long

And here within my heart

I don't feel very strong

But we will meet again

Now you're gone

We're left to carry on

In the wind I hear your song

With every passing hour

I'm feeling more alone

But we will meet again

Someday…

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THE CURE - Disintegration

oh I miss the kiss of treachery

the shameless kiss of vanity

the soft and the black and the velvety

up tight against the side of me

and mouth and eyes and heart all bleed

and run in thickening streams of greed

as bit by bit it

starts the need

to just let go

my party piece

oh I miss the kiss of treachery

the aching kiss before I feed

the stench of a love for a younger meat

and the sound that it makes when it cuts in deep

the holding up on bended knees

the addiction of duplicities

as bit by bit it starts the need

to just let go

my party piece

but I never said I would stay to the end

so I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency

screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy

screaming me over and over and over

I leave you with photographs

pictures of trickery

stains on the carpet and

stains on the scenery

songs about happiness murmured in dreams

when we both us knew

how the ending would be...

so it's all come back round to breaking apart again

breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again

making it up behind my back again

holding my breath for the fear of sleep again

holding it up behind my head again

cut in deep to the heart of the bone again

round and round and round and

it's coming apart again

over and over and over

now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces

I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone

crying for sympathy

crocodile cry

for the love of the crowd and the

three cheers from everyone

dropping through sky through the glass of the roof

through the roof of your mouth

through the mouth of your eye

through the eye of the needle

it's easier for me

to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again

I never said I would stay to the end

I knew I would leave you with babies and everything

screaming like this in the hole of sincerity

screaming me over and over and over

I leave you with photographs

pictures of trickery

stains on the carpet and

stains on the memory

songs about happiness

murmured in dreams when we both of us knew

how the end always is...

how the end always is...

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I pretty much feel like the entire Disintegration album right now.

THE CURE - Disintegration

oh I miss the kiss of treachery

the shameless kiss of vanity

the soft and the black and the velvety

up tight against the side of me

and mouth and eyes and heart all bleed

and run in thickening streams of greed

as bit by bit it

starts the need

to just let go

my party piece

oh I miss the kiss of treachery

the aching kiss before I feed

the stench of a love for a younger meat

and the sound that it makes when it cuts in deep

the holding up on bended knees

the addiction of duplicities

as bit by bit it starts the need

to just let go

my party piece

but I never said I would stay to the end

so I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency

screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy

screaming me over and over and over

I leave you with photographs

pictures of trickery

stains on the carpet and

stains on the scenery

songs about happiness murmured in dreams

when we both us knew

how the ending would be...

so it's all come back round to breaking apart again

breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again

making it up behind my back again

holding my breath for the fear of sleep again

holding it up behind my head again

cut in deep to the heart of the bone again

round and round and round and

it's coming apart again

over and over and over

now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces

I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone

crying for sympathy

crocodile cry

for the love of the crowd and the

three cheers from everyone

dropping through sky through the glass of the roof

through the roof of your mouth

through the mouth of your eye

through the eye of the needle

it's easier for me

to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again

I never said I would stay to the end

I knew I would leave you with babies and everything

screaming like this in the hole of sincerity

screaming me over and over and over

I leave you with photographs

pictures of trickery

stains on the carpet and

stains on the memory

songs about happiness

murmured in dreams when we both of us knew

how the end always is...

how the end always is...

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