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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: What the hell am I doing here? | ||||
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| FoundryMusicMatt | posted on 04-16-2001 @ 2:06 AM |    | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Dec. 00  | The perfect song, by the perfect band, perfect for my mood, and perfect for my situation. Creep When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell I'm doing here? I don't belong here She's running out again She's running out She runs runs runs rrruunnnnssss... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here..  Now taking Applications... | ||||
| Mi1o Yambag | posted on 04-16-2001 @ 2:22 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | That is a great song bro. This one really describes the way I've been feeling the past few weeks. Thinking About You Been thinking about you, your records are here, your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there. But I'm still no-one, and you're now a star, what do you care? Been thinking about you, and there's no rest, shit I still love you, still see you in bed. But I'm playing with myself, and what do you care when the other men are far, far better. All the things you've got, all the things you need, who bought you cigarettes, Who bribed the company to come and see you honey? I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep? These people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet. They don't know what I know and why should you care when I'm not there. Been thinking about you, and there's no rest, should I still love you, still see you in bed. But I'm playing with myself, what do you care, when I'm not there. All the things you've got, she'll never need, all the things you've got. I've bled and I bleed to please you. Been thinking about you.  Smoke Weed Everyday | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 04-16-2001 @ 2:23 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Forward yesterday Makes me wanna stay What they said was real Makes me wanna steal Livin' under house Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse All's I gots is time Got no meaning, just a rhyme Take time with a wounded hand 'cause it likes to heal Take time with a wounded hand Guess I like to steal I'm half the man I used to be This feeling as the dawn It turns to gray I'm half the man I used to be This feeling as the dawn It turns to gray Feelin' uninspired Think I'll start a fire Everybody run Bobby's got a gun Think you're kinda neat Then she tells me I'm a creep Friends don't mean a thing Guess I'll leave it up to me  We'll roll on with our heads held high Our conscience in the gutter Our dreams up in the sky ---The Living End | ||||
| FoundryMusicMatt | posted on 04-16-2001 @ 3:16 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Dec. 00 | Not so much the lyrics of this song, but the overall feel and mood of it are perfect for now. Adam's Song I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest who'd have known? I trace the cord back to the wall no wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up the choice was mine I didn't think enough I'm too depressed to go on you'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days days when I still felt alive we couldn't wait to get outside the world was wide, too late to try the tour was over, we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home to pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone another six months I'll be unknown give all my things to all my friends you'll never step foot in my room again you'll close it off, board it up remember the time that I spilled the cup of apple juice in the hall please tell mom this is not her fault I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days days when I still felt alive we couldn't wait to get outside the world was wide, too late to try the tour was over, we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home to pass the time in my room alone I never conquered, rarely came tomorrow holds such better days days when I can still feel alive when I can't wait to get outside the world is wide, the time goes by the tour is over, I've survived I can't wait till I get home to pass the time in my room alone Now taking Applications... | ||||
| FoundryMusicMatt | posted on 04-16-2001 @ 3:30 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Dec. 00 | Ok, this is my last one for tonight, I promise. I'm only posting it in hopes I won't soon be living it... Flavor of the Weak She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he wished she was And he's everything to her Chorus: Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak It's friday night and she's all alone He's a million miles away She's dressed to kill But the TV's on He's connected to the sound And he's got pictures on the wall Of all the girls he's loved before And she knows all his favorite songs Repeat Chorus Yeah Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, he's too stoned He's too stoned, he's too stoned Repeat Chorus Yeah she's the flavor of the weak She makes me weak Gah'damn I'm pathetic...... Now taking Applications... | ||||
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