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- Bondgirl - 02-11-2002 Rage in the cage And piss upon the stage There's only one sure way To bring the giant down Defunct the strings Of cemetary things With one flat foot On the devil's wing Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Raping the geek And hustling the freak Like a hunchback juice On a sentimental noose Operation filth They love to love the wealth Of an SS Whore Making scary sounds Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Psyclone Jack Hallucinating Hack Thinks Donna Reed Eats dollar bills Goldfoot machine Creates another fiend So Beautiful, They make you kill Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl - Sean Cold - 02-11-2002 <center>"Dead Girl Superstar" well, she threw downtown on a gambling green and fenced a chicken dog in a movie a long haired baby got a record machine like a hacksaw falling on me go, go, go, go dying to go she's moving in like a demon dead girl, dead girl well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound and wore her leather pants for week, yeah a canteen butcher got tiger teeth and a handmade circus freak, yeah go, go, go, go dying to go she moving in like a demon dead girl, dead girl superstar well, she hit the ground like a bounty killer clown with a fistful of dollars to eat, yeah i see her there with blood in her hair and a flesh killing brat to beat, yeah </center> - Spitfire - 02-11-2002 :p <font color=red><center>The Dead Girl (Matthew Ryan) The dead girl mopes through a dead scene With a cross-stitched lip she's picking at the seam She's got bravado she says she's been Featured in a few magazines Now outside the bar Hank is straddling a police car His fingers are purple and numb from circling a crow bar Well twenty-four years have made it clear that things ain't ever what they appear He says I won't be going easily No I won't be going lightly And I won't be going peacefully No I won't be going innocently A sweet drink spiked with a speedball A twenty-foot ladder and a ninety-foot wall Dark shadows are gathering and swaggering down the hall And I know I won't be going easily No I won't be going lightly And I won't be going peacefully No I won't be going innocently I won't be going easily No I won't be going lightly And I won't be going peacefully No I won't be going cleanly </font color=red> Dead Skin Mask (SLAYER) Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon [CHORUS] Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hallowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants In the depths of a mind insane Fantasy and reality are the same Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means Incised members ornaments on my being Adulating the skin before me Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hallowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control </center> <font color=#EEEEEE> Edited By Spitfire on Feb. 11 2002 at 4:55 - Maynard - 02-11-2002 <center>Crawling crawling in my skin these wounds they will not heal fear is how i fall confusing what is real there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface consuming/confusing this lack of self-control i fear is never ending controlling/i can't seem to find myself again my walls are closing in (without a sense of confidence and i'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) i've felt this way before so insecure crawling in my skin these wounds they will not heal fear is how i fall confusing what is real discomfort,endlessly has pulled itself upon me distracting/reacting against my will i stand beside my own reflection it's haunting how i can't seem... to find myself again my walls are closing in (without a sense of confidence and i'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) i've felt this way before so insecure crawling in my skin these wounds they will not heal fear is how i fall confusing what is real crawling in my skin these wounds they will not heal fear is how i fall confusing what is real</center> - Bondgirl - 02-11-2002 Hey, do ya love me. I'm untouchable darkness A dirty black river to get you through this Hey, do ya love me I'm a devil machine (hey do ya love me I'm a devil machine) Get into my world all american dream In the mouth of madness down in the darkness no more tomorrow down in the hollow Hey do ya love it when the kids are screaming Wrecking on the road violate their dreaming Hey, do ya love to see the filth in the clean (hey do ya love to see the filth in the clean) get into the gone all american dream In the mouth of madness down in the darkness no more tomorrow down in the hollow i'm demon speeding i'm demon speeding i'm demon speeding i'm demon speeding get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on come alive Hey, do ya love me elevating the madness (Hey, do ya love me elevating the madness) a super death rising to get you through this (a super death rising to get you through this) hey, do ya love me like a beautiful fiend get into my world all american dream - Sluggo - 02-11-2002 <center>Cosmic Monsters Inc. How big is life? Can it ride like the butterfly? Star in the dust Rocketman Supersky Sugar the hill Explode and never die I think I will Come on take it! High I gotta, O yeah! So high I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So loosely illustrated A trick of light I demonstrated right to you what you do! How high is up? Can it reach at the butterfly? Rise in the howl hit me cold Supersky Witness the kill explode! Never die I think I will Come on take it! High I gotta, O yeah! So high I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So loosely illustrated A trick of light I demonstrated right to you What you do! Yeah! Deaf to the ear Fat city sang Bloody Ma growls 'Concentrate the bang' Broadway do The winter kills Astro Creep'n you until Overcome the devil Deluxe the game One, sweep, spun 'I got no name', a paper thin cut On the edge of hell Wrestle with heaven but I never fell Sink to a level realize no direction West of the moon I got no reflection Blood on the stone I do not surrender Wait'n for someone I do not remember Yeah! I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So high I gotta, O yeah! Come on! So loosely illustrated A trick of light I demonstrated right to you What you do Cosmic monsters waited Turn around incorporated Right to... </center> - Sean Cold - 02-11-2002 <center>"Bring Her Down (To Crippletown)" I went out walking to Crippletown My crutch hit the floor with a boney sound Now all the girls go beep beep beep How can I love whne you're so cheap Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on Don't be long, Don't be long, Don't be long Bring her down, Bring her down, Bring her down, see the wonders around you baby Now everybody gather in the square To twist their fingers in my hair They hang around like a serpentine And try to speak like Frankenstein The children come all dressed in black One foot forward the other back They splash around in a muddy hole While everybody crying they got no soul</center> - BeckyDC - 02-12-2002 This Life - Primer 55 you've got no selfesteme, and you think you're so mistreated. you can't stand your face, and you cannot, cannot believe that you cannot control your fate this isn't what you wanted someone to break you down every motherfucking day it's not the life you wanted someone to break you, someone to make you bruises on your face, i guess you fell down the steps again and that's such a shame, cause you let it, you let it happen over and over again it's just another day, the last day he touches you again. but that's the price he'll pay. you pull the trigger, it all goes away in one determind flash this isn't what you wanted someone to break you down every motherfucking day it's not the life you wanted someone to break you, someone to make you PAY!! close you eyes, you better, hold em' tight, you'll never, don't keep telling yourself it''ll be alright, don't keep telling yourself it'll be alright. |