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Fundamentally Loathsome ~ MM

I want to wake up in your

white, white sun

I want to wake up in your world

with no pain

But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday

While you are numb all of the way

When you hate it you know you can feel but

When you love it you know it's not real

No

And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world

On its way to hell

The living are dead and

I hope to join them too

I know what to do and I did it well...

When you hate it you know you can feel but

When you love it you know it's not real

No

Shoot myself to love you

If I loved myself I must shoot you

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My daddy taught me that in this country everyone’s the same

You work hard for your dollar and you never pass the blame

When it don’t go your way

Now I see all these big shots whinin’ on my evening news

About how they’re losin’ billions and how it’s up to me and you

To come running to the rescue

Well pardon me if I don’t shed a tear ‘cause they’re selling make believe

And we don’t buy that here

Cause in the real world there shutting Detroit down

While the boss man takes his bonus pay and jets out of town/

And DC’s bailing out the bankers as the farmers auction ground,

Yeah while they’re living it up on Wall Street in that New York City town,

Here in the real world there shuttin’ Detroit down.

They’re shuttin’ Detroit down.”

Well that old man’s been workin’ in that plant most all of his life

Now his pension plan’s been cut in half and he can’t afford to die

And it’s a crying shame, ‘cause he ain’t the one to blame

When I look down and see his caloused hands,

Let me tell you friend it gets me fightin’ mad

Cause in the real world there shutting Detroit down

While the boss man takes his bonus pay and jets out of town/

And DC’s bailing out the bankers as the farmers auction ground,

Yeah while they’re living it up on Wall Street in that New York City town,

Here in the real world there shuttin’ Detroit down.

They’re shuttin’ Detroit down.”

Yeah while there’ living it up on Wall Street in that New York City town

Here in the real world there shuttin’ Detroit down

Here in the real world there shuttin’ Detroit down

In the real world they’re shuttin Detroit down, they’re shuttin’ Detroit down.

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Skinnny Love ~ Bon Iver

It is the most beautiful song I have heard in a long time......

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

In the morning i'll be with you

But it will be a different "kind"

I'll be holding all the tickets

And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here

Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who the hell was i?

Now i'm breaking at the britches

And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?

Who will fight?

Who will fall far behind?

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Love Like Winter-AFI

Warn your warmth to turn away,

Here it's December,

Everyday. [small girlish echo:] I like that

Press your lips to the sculptures,

And surely you'll stay. [distant:] love like winter

For of sugar and ice,

I am made. I am made

It's in the blood,

It's in the blood.

I met my love before I was born.

He wanted love,

I taste of blood.

He bit my lip, and drank my war,

From years before, from years before.

She exhales vanilla lace,

I barely dreamt her, yesterday. [echo:] yesterday

Read the lines in the mirror through,

The lipstick trace.

Por siempre

She said "It seems you're somewhere, far away" to his face.

It's in the blood,

It's in the blood.

I met my love before I was born.

She wanted love,

I taste of blood.

She bit my lip, and drank my war,

From years before, from years before.

Love Like Winter.

Love Like Winter.

Winter.

Three, four

It's in the blood,

It's in the blood.

I met my love before I was born.

He wanted love,

I taste of blood.

He bit my lip, and drank my war,

From years before, from years before.

From years before.

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== VNV Nation - Epicentre ==

“I asked myself was I content

With the world that I once cherished

Did it bring me to this darkened place

To contemplate my perfect future

I will not stand nor utter words against

This tide of hate

Losing sight of what and who I was again

I’m so sorry if these seething words I say

Impress on you

That I’ve become the anathema of my soul

Chorus:

I can’t say that you’re losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world

Though I know where this is leading

(Please) no tears no sympathy

I can’t say that you’re losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears no sympathy

Gracefully

Respectfully

Facing conflict deep inside myself

But here confined

Losing control of what I could not change

Gracefully

Respectfully

I ask you please don’t worry

Not for me

Don’t turn your back

Don’t turn away

Chorus:

I can’t say that you’re losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world

Though I know where this is leading

(Please) no tears no sympathy

I can’t say that you’re losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears no sympathy

No tears for me

No sympathy

No tears for me

No sympathy

Gracefully

Respectfully

I ask you please don’t worry

Not for me

Don’t turn your back

Don’t turn away

Chorus:

I can’t say that you’re losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world

Though I know where this is leading

(Please) no tears no sympathy

I can’t say that you’re losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears no sympathy

No tears for me

No sympathy

No tears for me

No sympathy

Chorus:

I can’t say that you’re losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world

Though I know where this is leading

(Please) no tears no sympathy

I can’t say that you’re losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears no sympathy”

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I got some satisfaction from lifting up your dress

A slap in the face is worth a hundred words

When I open my eyes again I expect that you'll be gone

But you always do what I expect

I'm stopping everything, making fun of myself

Drinking lipstick, tipping bookshelves

Ripping up words that I thought were important

- maybe that'll blow the window open

Everything I say is a stupid lie.

I won't tell the truth even when I die.

I'll pick myself to pieces 'til the end of time,

then I'll glue'em back together in a stupid rhyme, yeah yeah.

There's a story of a girl so sleepy, she could not be roused

She was kissed by pigs and doctors all over the land

The birds in the trees came down and landed in her hair

They built a nest and the little birdies hatched it there

Teach me something, rip out my hair

Send me flying through the air

Do something why don't you, fuck it, do something

I'm so bored I sleep...

Why don't you go out and talk some shit

Stand up kick 'em all in the family jewels

We'll watch them as their guts unfold

Then we'll rob a 7-11 and hit the road

I can be quiet or I can be loud

Anything to make my daddy proud

We'll take hostages make demands

Set fire to all our best laid plans

We'll assemble volatile explosive devices

Sell them for exorbitant prices

Purchase an aircraft learn to fly

Run outta gas while we're in the sky

Automatic pilot and x-ray spex

We were kissing in the cockpit when the airplane wrecked

Everything I say is a stupid lie.

I won't tell the truth even when I die.

I'll pick myself to pieces 'til the end of time,

then I'll glue'em back together in a stupid rhyme, yeah yeah.

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Zappa

Crab-Grass Baby:

Stroke me pompadour, pompaduooor, pompaduooor, pompaduooor. Stroke me pompadour, father. Stroke it nicely while I tell you about the problems I am having with my car an my girlfriend. Ooo-wo-woo, the white man's burden!

Her and her girlfriend used to go out and booze it up and tear up the upholstery; rip the seats completely out, and so I got a fifty-six Olds. About the time I got it running decently, she got in it and wrecked the trans . . . tore it completely up, so I had to get another Oldsmobile (either that or go to Tijuana or go to BROWN MOSES way down in Egypt-Land). It's so hard on a child when his car is fucked up. Buy me a Volvo, faaather.

Harry-As-A-Boy:

Isn't it terrific, artificial RHONDA!

Crab-Grass Baby:

One-Adam-Twelve . . . see the enormous white pompadour! Ha-Ha-ha-ho! That's a good one! Hoo-hoo-hoo.

Harry-As-A-Boy:

He's so young, and yet, SO WISE!

Crab-Grass Baby:

I pooped my pants, pooped my pants, pooped my pants! I went doody, faaather, sob-sob-sob-sob-sob.

Harry-As-A-Boy:

His vocabulary is astonishing!

Crab-Grass Baby:

So what if you suck a little cock every once in a while?

Harry-As-A-Boy:

Ohhh . . . I'm so lucky to have a son like this . . .

Crab-Grass Baby:

Barf me out . . . gag me with a Volvo!

Harry-As-A-Boy:

I can't wait to show him to all the fellas down at the MINE-SHAFT!

Crab-Grass Baby:

Take me to the movies. Buy me a balloon. Stroke me pompadour!

Harry-As-A-Boy:

Look! Look! Look at the pecker on him, wouldja! Goodjy-goodjy-goodjy-goo! Hoo hoo hoo!

Thing-Fish:

Dis boy have a 'PROVLEM'! However, how 'bout a nice round of applause fo de three 'WISE MAMMIES', comin' atcha outa chute numba five!

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This is perfect right now:

Wrong by Depeche Mode:

I was born with the wrong sign

In the wrong house

With the wrong ascendancy

I took the wrong road

That led to the wrong tendencies

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time

For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme

On the wrong day of the wrong week

I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong

Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically

Something wrong with me inherently

The wrong mix in the wrong genes

I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means

It was the wrong plan

In the wrong hands

With the wrong theory for the wrong man

The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes

The wrong questions with the wrong replies

Wrong

Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum

With the wrong scum

Pissing out the wrong energy

Using all the wrong lines

And the wrong signs

With the wrong intensity

I was on the wrong page of the wrong book

With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook

Made the wrong move, every wrong night

With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yeah

Wrong

Wrong

Too long

Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign

In the wrong house

With the wrong ascendancy

I took the wrong road

That led to the wrong tendencies

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time

For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme

On the wrong day of the wrong week

I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong

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Lies and Nightmares - Misconceived

Teardrops fall effortlessly, from masks of pain and sorrow, falling upon hands that have no touch, no love and no feeling.

I see light now, though the sun evades me, taunting, chasing, hunting.

The other day I dreamed of you, while you walked and ran and jumped and played.

I could only think of how terrible terrible sad this place was without you.

Sleep is never what it used to be any more.

When I'm hungry I can only think of one thing, who you are, and who I am, and why we are as we are and not as we should be.

Discipline in the light of the dawning of truth and love and the things that makes the human heart trip-tick.

Things to think about, huh?

Perhaps it's better this way, you as you are, and me as I, but that is little solice for these hungry hands, and starving eyes.

Life was simpler then, no worries about right and wrong, or how oysters taste in the hands of babes.

It all made sense then.

Sometimes I would walk, along the docks, or the streets, or wherever took my fancy, and I would watch the ice cold fires burning you.

All of the people like you, in this coil of terrible terrible sad things like life and death.

Well this is starting to make sense, and we cant have that.

Grrr...

"Wednesdays make me cry" you say and I don't know whether to believe you, and cry, or laugh and deny you.

Some say my heart is cruel for what it won't feel, but yours does worse and it feels everything.

Which of us does that make the true monster?

I hunger for what I must have to live, and you seek only lies and bloodied hands to clense from our terrible terrible sad lives.

The monster I am lest the monster I become.

Things to thnk about, huh?

"Wednesdays make me cry" you say and I don't know if I even care, or care to care.

Listless and tired of waiting, I stalk out the night again, not for the same red cure-all from 5 lifetimes back, but for something else something more.

You perhaps.

Oh damn, this stupid thing is starting to make sense, and when that happens, we know the outcome.

Hungry eyes, and starving hands, or something to that end.

The fang is the perfect weapon rout to orgasmic release.

Glistening black, and white with it's wonderfully smooth coolness.

It gives to babes, and lambs, don't you know?

The winter brings sharpness to my fangs, and I smile wicked beautiful things into the world, into dreams, into being.

I see dancing specters who laugh at me as I hunt, because my prey is never warm, and forever yielding, still my fangs give release.

You once tasted the blood long ago when we would dance.

You swore you didn't like it and then asked for more.

You are delicious doughnut.

That made no sense, but that's ok, I like the freedom, and we both know that the blood makes you free.

I wonder what I've done for you, what I've accepted.

I call it my shackle, though I can't say that the bond holds me well.

I still find ways around it, ways out, and I wonder at the whole meaning.

Do you have a shackle that keeps you warm and wet at night?

Do you still feel the tempest pleasure pain that you did then in those terrible terrible sad times?

Do you feel any remorse for what I've done, where I've been and what...

Shit, this is starting to make sense again.

Hungry hands.

And Starving eyes.

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Non-Stop...... by Start Trouble

its enough for you to want me

and i feel love, inside my body

after school i think i'll call you

I've been rude ever since i saw you

I'm sorry

(chorus)

I wanna fuck non-stop

baby i think you're beautiful

you got to tell your pops I'm cool and i'll be good to you

I'll drop you off at your curfew

It's true i wanna fuck non-stopbaby i think you're beautiful

At the "y" you were in your g-string

You were shy but you were easy

I don't know why i waited so long

Here I am.....I'll let you in on my secret.

And after all the "get to know you's"

there will be some other reason

another feeling that draws me to you

here we are...our bodies calling

just hold on and take it all in

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The sharpest lives--My Chemical Romance

Well it rains and it pours

When you're out on your own

If I crash on the couch

Can I sleep in my clothes?

'Cause I've spent the night dancing

I'm drunk, I suppose

If it looks like I'm laughing

I'm really just asking to leave

This alone, you're in time for the show

You're the one that I need

I'm the one that you loathe

You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose

'Cause I love all the poison

Away with the boys in the band

I've really been on a bender and it shows

So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?

Give me a shot to remember

And you can take all the pain away from me

A kiss and I will surrender

The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead

A light to burn all the empires

So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be

In love with all of these vampires

So you can leave like the sane abandoned me

There's a place in the dark where the animals go

You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow

Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands

Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo

I've really been on a bender and it shows

So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?

Give me a shot to remember

And you can take all the pain away from me

A kiss and I will surrender

The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead

A light to burn all the empires

So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be

In love with all of these vampires

So you can leave like the sane abandoned me

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100 in a 55

Pop Evil

Turn back on the broken heartache

Some things are just meant to be

I still believe that we got a chance

Still believe that we got a chance to be

Too much is never enough and

Too little is never enough

Full speed got me looking out my rear view

I can’t go back

Chorus:

Goin’ 100 in a 55 and I don’t know why I’m still alive but I

Do what I can but I know I can’t take anymore

I still believe in this rock and roll

And I pray the music gonna save my soul

But till then I still believe some things are just meant to be

It's messed up but I got this mission

Drunk again wont remember anyway

She said it’s just a game boy

Don’t be gone don’t be gone for long

Ten years I’ve been doing this forever

Its all I know baby please don’t turn away

I know you don’t believe in me

But I do believe in you

Chorus

Interlude:

I’m still falling

Away from here

Away from here

I’m still falling

The wings are falling off

I can’t go back

I’m in too deep

Chorus x 2

I still believe

Some things are just meant to be

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Front 242 : Stratoscape

There's no returning

There's no returning

There is no action, no way to divide

Silence is growing

Silence is growing

Out of refraction and way out of sight

No clear recalling, no, no clear recalling

There's no reaction, no way back to light

Turn round and over, over and over

Turn round and over

My liquid time...

My liquid time...

Back to the place where you are...

A new void...

No more returning

No more returning

Feeling no others but we may be blind

So long a waiting, so long a watching

There must be something moving there in the dark

No fear inside you, no, no fear inside you, no,

There's no reaction, no way back to light

There's no returning, see, there's no returning

There is no action, no way to divide

Something's approaching, something's approaching

Ready to strike with every beat of your heart

A new void...

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Plasticine~ Placebo

Beauty lies inside the eye of another youthful dream

That doesn't sell it's soul for self-esteem

That's not plasticine

Beauty lies inside desire and every wayward heart redeemed

That doesn't sell it's soul for self-esteem

That's not plasticine

Don't forget to be the way you are [x4]

The only thing you can rely on is that you can't rely on anything

Don't go and sell your soul for self-esteem

Don't be plasticine

Don't forget to be the way you are [x4]

And don't forget to be the way you are [x4]

The way you are...

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Perfect Average by Haujobb

alone among millions

of single pieces of something complete

fading in an upper floor

exposed to a constant monotone

consume belief in all

the own opportunities

confusion for all

that clarity

the only ecstasy

too hard to resist

the direction of my feet

guidelines placed right

to localize the line of least resistance

so glad to touch

a simulated paradise

in order of

appearance

average beings

burst out laughing

merge in just one scream

we're still waiting

for the promised wings

here

so close

to the sky

far away from heaven

here

where gravitation

allows to stand upright

and never rest

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Eydea ~ Bottled Dreams

Everyone knew she was a special young girl

From her neighbors to her teachers

Some labeled her a prodigy, others called her a genius

It was amazing the way she could play the violin

It made it hard for people to believe that she only ten

But behind every brilliant mind there lies a monster

This one just so happened to be her father

See daddy was sick, he'd get a rush by playin touchy touch

And tellin her to keep it hush

It was his seceret way of loving that he needed someone he could trust

Fucked her head up, sayin if Momma was alive she'd be so proud of us

So she'd hide the desire to die

But if you paid close attention you could see the sorrow in her eyes

Walking around in the only real hell

No one would ever think she'd have such a story to tell

Afraid to go home, afraid to talk, afraid of cryin

She was too young to even know why

[Chorus]

And everyday she'd go to the river with a message in a bottle sayin

'Please, God help me I don't wanna live to see tommarow'

Each day she'd scrounge for a tiny shread of hope

Just to wish the bottle would stay afloat

But every single solitary day, the bottle seems to sink

I don't know why but the bottle always sinks

She never sees it happen, but the bottle always sinks

Now only the bottom of the river knows what she really thinks

She made that violin sing with so much pain

You could almost hear her scream through the strange vibrations

What was once sweet and innocent

Is now riding with the phsychotic father

Chose to probe the flowers of the pure and sacred

Her instrument was a rolly tongue

To express the infinite abuse in it's depths

At night the footsteps crept to her door and she'd begin to shake and weap

And with tears rolling down her cheeks she's pretend she was asleep

When the nightmare was over, and the sun dawn is light

She'd retreat to the same place she always did

Rip a page from her diary, and write with all her might

Then send it off into the current, determined to find a way to live

[Chorus]

Being a victim of her daddy's hands for so long

She lost the will to move on

Sick of picking up her violin to hide from what's wrong

Exausted, but stayin strong

She tried to play the bright side, but couldn't bring herself to make

nothing but sad songs

Sick of that sick feeling that stays in her stomach

Sick of waiting for a rescue by someone who found one of her bottles

Sick of being daddy's little seceret

She got up at the crack of day and smashed her violin into pieces

Then proceeded to walk towards the river with a plan

Only this time the diary and bottle was in her hand

Just walk with herself, away from the hell

Not knowing at the river bottom lied all the cries for help

It was weeks before they found her dead body

Some fisherman reeled it from the water

like something from a detective novel

Diagonosis: suicide, stemed from desperation

Was near where she drowned they found about 500 messages in sunken bottles

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Abney Park

Black Day

I see the world with my eyes open

I see the world through lidless eyes

I see a world that is sick with self-loathing

Nothing in the nothing to mystify

Black day, Black night

Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight

Black day, Black night

And the devil's softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world in sinking depression

I see the world in a stinking digression

No chance for heaven we're already in hell

And the devil's taking over at the ring of his bell

Black day, Black night

Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight

Black day, Black night

And the devil's softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world with my eyes open

I see the world through lidless eyes

I see a world that is sick with self-loathing

Nothing in the nothing to mystify

Black day, Black night

Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight

Black day, Black night

And the devil's softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world in sinking depression

I see the world in a stinking digression

No chance for heaven we're already in hell

And the devil's taking over at the ring of his bell

Black day, Black night

Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight

Black day, Black night

And the devil's softly singing through the thick of the fight

I see the world??

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Falling To Pieces by Faith No More

Back and forth, I sway with the wind

Resolution slips away again

Right through my fingers, back into my heart

Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark

Sometimes I think I'm blind

Or I may be just paralyzed

Because the plot thickens every day

And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away

But I know, there's a picture beneath

Indecision clouds my vision

No one listens....

Because I'm somewhere in between

My love and my agony

You see, I'm somewhere in between

My life is falling to pieces

Somebody put me together

Layin' face down on the ground

My fingers in my ears to block the sound

My eyes shut tight to avoid the sight

Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight

Droplets of "yes" and "no"

In an ocean of "maybe"

From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline

From the top, another downhill slope of mine

But I know, the equilibrium's there

Indecision clouds my vision

No one listens

Because I'm somewhere in between

My love and my agony

You see, I'm somewhere in between

My life is falling to pieces

Somebody put me together

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