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Posted By	Discussion Topic: Song of the day 3/21/01
NJDude	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 9:42 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00	Symphony of Destruction You take a mortal man, And put him in control Watch him become a god, Watch peoples heads a'roll A'roll... Chorus Just like the Pied Piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes, Swaying to the Symphony... Of Destruction Acting like a robot, Its metal brain corrodes You try to take its pulse, Before the head explodes Explodes... Just like the Pied Piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes, Swaying to the Symphony... Of Destruction E-Mail Me
Mr. Brownstone	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 10:02 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	Excellent choice, here's another... Foreclosure of a dream Rise so high, yet so far to fall. A plan of dignity and balance for all. Political breakthrough, euphoria's high. More borrowed money, more borrowed time. Backed in a corner, caught up in the race. Means to an end ended in disgrace. Perspective is lost in the spirit of the chase. Chorus Foreclosure of a dream, Those visions never seen, Until all is lost, Personal Holocaust. Foreclosure of a dream. Barren land that once filled a need, Are worthless now, dead without a deed. Slipping away from an iron grip, Nature's scales are forced to tip, The heartland cries, loss of all pride. To leave ain't believing, so try and be tried. Insufficient funds, insanity and suicide. Chorus Now with new hope some will be proud. Rise so high, yet so far to fall. A plan of dignity and balance for all. Political breakthrough, euphoria's high. More borrowed money, more borrowed time. Chorus Holocaust I see stupid people...They're everywhere...They don't know they're stupid...
spitfire421	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 10:06 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	IMO, their best album In My Darkest Hour In my hour of need ha you're not there and though I reached out for you wouldn't lend a hand. Through the darkest hour grace did not shine on me It feels so cold, very cold no one cares for me. Did you ever think I get lonely did you ever think that I needed love did you ever think to stop thinking you're the only one that I'm thinking of. You'll never know how hard I tried to find my space and satisfy you too. Things will be better when I'm dead and gone don't try to understand, knowing you I'm probably wrong. But oh how I lived my life for you still you'd turn away now as I die for you my flesh still crawls as I breathe your name all these years I thought I was wrong now I know it was you raise you head, raise your face your eyes tell me who you think you are, who? I walk, I walk alone into the promised land. There's a better place for me but it's far, far away everlasting life for me in a perfect world but I gotta die first, please god send me on my way. Time has a way of taking time Loneliness is not only felt be fools Alone I call to ease the pain Yearning to be held by you, Alone so alone, I'm lost Consumed by the pain the pain, the pain, the pain. Won't you hold me again you just laughed, ha ha, bitch my whole life is work built on the past but the time has come when all things shall pass this good thing passed away. In my darkest hour. My adopted troubled children are Atomic Punk & Weinie....all problems with either of them should be addressed to me [email protected] This message was edited by spitfire421 on 3-21-01 @ 10:08 AM
Rommel	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 10:15 AM
Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00	Good Morning (Music, Lyrics: Mustaine) Hey, I don't feel so good. Something's not right, Something's coming over me What the fuck is this? :) Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts
atomic punk	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 2:03 PM
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01	It's been one of those weeks... :( Peace Sells... But Who's Buying? What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"? I talk to him every day. What do you mean, "I don't support your system"? I go to court when I have to. What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"? I got nothing better to do And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"? Why do you think I'm broke? Huh? If there's a new way, I'll be the first in line. But, it better work this time. What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"? I didn't know you had any feelings. What do you mean, "I ain't kind"? I'm just not your kind. What do you mean, "I couldn't be president, Of the United States of America"? Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right? If there's a new way I'll be the first in line, But, it better work this time. Can you put a price on peace? Peace, Peace sells..., Peace, Peace sells..., Peace sells...,but who's buying? Peace sells...,but who's buying? Peace sells...,but who's buying? Peace sells...,but who's buying? No, peace sells... One of Spitfire 421's adopted brats I am a victim of the science age, a child of the storm
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 8:58 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Hello me...Meet the real me And my misfits way of life A dark black past is my Most valued possession. Hindsight is always 20-20 But looking back its still a bit fuzzy. Speak of mutally assured destruction? Nice story...Tell it to Readers Digest!!! Chorus: Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxietys attacking me, and My air is getting thin I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm chomping at the bit, and my Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Hello me... It's me again You can subdue, but never tame me It gives me a migraine headache Thinking down to your level Yea, just keep on thinking its my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance Mankind has got to know His limitations Chorus: Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm sharpening the axe and my Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Well me...it's been nice talking to myself A credit to dementia Someday you too will know my pain And smile it's blacktooth grin If the war inside my head Won't take a day off I'll be dead My icy fingers claw your back Here I come again Chorus: Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxietys attacking me And my air is getting thin Feeling claustrophobic, Like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been Once you committed me Now you acquitted me Claiming validity For your stupidity I'm chomping at the bit I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa! Sweating bullets Go Ahead, Give Me A Reason To Free Up Server Space! Write To Me Here Yea,I Do Believe Anger Is Offset By Sorrow, What You Destroy Today, You Might Regret Tomorrow
Jennitalia	posted on 03-21-2001 @ 9:11 PM
Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00	Whiskey Bar (Alabama Song) Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you know why

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