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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: You crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care | ||||
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| Maynard | posted on 12-26-2001 @ 5:46 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01  | Yes, this is the song that Natalie Imbruglia did a COVER of a few years back. But the original is more gooder. Ednaswap Thought I saw a man brought to life Yeah, he was warm He came around He was dignified He showed me what it was to cry You couldn't be that man I adored You don't seem to know Or seem to care what your heart is for No, I don't know him anymore There's nothing where he used to lie My conversation has run dry That's what's goin' on Nothing's fine I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn So I guess the fortune teller's right I should have seen just what was there And not some holy light But you crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care I have no luck I don't miss it all that much There are just so many things That I can't touch I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Bound and broken on the floor You're a little late I'm already torn  don't open your eyes take it from me I have found you can find happiness in slavery This message was edited by Maynard on 12-26-01 @ 5:46 PM | ||||
| Sluggo667 SLASH's New Buddy, but shhh... I am not allowed to tell anyone. | posted on 12-29-2001 @ 1:21 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Yes Maynard... The original is better... Here's something along the same lines... Skunk Anansie Lost in time I can't count the words I said when I thought they went unheard All of those harsh thoughts so unkind 'cos I wanted you And now I sit here I'm all alone So here sits a bloody mess, tears fly home A circle of angels, deep in war 'cos I wanted you Weak as I am, no tears for you Weak as I am, no tears for you Deep as I am, I'm no ones fool Weak as I am So what am I now I'm love last home I'm all of the soft words I once owned If I opened my he heart, there'd be no space for air 'cos I wanted you Weak as I am, no tears for you Weak as I am, no tears for you Deep as I am, I'm no ones fool Weak as I am In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am, am, am Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am Am I to much for you Weak as I am  Sluggo667PROUDAMERICAN!!! It is written, I have spoken. So put this in your pipe, and smoke it. | ||||
| Shelle Bink True star of the celebrity softball game: the redhead in section 101. | posted on 12-29-2001 @ 1:36 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 01 | I wonder if we'll smile in our coffins while loved ones Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing, Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take? Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won. Such values you taught your son. That's how. Look at me now. I'm broken. Inherit my life. One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost Venereal Mother embrace the loss. That's how Look at you now. You're broken Inherit your life.  I LOVE THE CRITICSLOVESNATCH | ||||
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