tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45246364464442554432011-04-21T18:34:50.295-07:00lyrics about rebelgilrzakira800noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-42164272073911659772008-09-12T14:48:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:49:43.642-07:00<a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/anjali-anjali.html">Anjali</a><br /><br /><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/09/anjali-world-of-lady.html">The world of lady A</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-4216427207391165977?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-75511275475168594682008-09-12T14:07:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:52:40.604-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;">The World Of Lady A</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><img src="http://sd-4.archive-host.com/membres/images/miniatures/4297593785465010/ab/anjali/lpanjaliworldofladya.jpeg" alt="Fichier hébergé par Archive-Host.com" height="70" weight="70" /><br /><br />Misty Canyon<br />Asian provocateur<br />Rainy Days<br />Turn It On<br />7x8<br />A Humble Girl<br />Sati<br />Hymn to the Sun<br />Ain't no Friend<br />Candivali Qulley<br />Rani of Jhansi<br />Stinging Sitars x 9<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); ">Misty Canyon </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, i can figure that you really need my love<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause i've been in the twilight far too long<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i'll unlock my heart and throw you the key<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And you can do what you want with me...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This time, i'll put my heart on the line<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Misty canyon, how i search for my soul rescue<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Through the vapours, king of hearts oh, won't you take me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Spent distant nightfalls walking through the mountain trails<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause i've been faded to see love again,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all my spirits say to me....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When's lady luck gonna take this spell off me?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know, i'll put my heart on his soul<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Heart on his soul...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Misty canyon, how i search for my soul rescue<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Through the vapours, king of hearts oh, won't you take me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all my spirits say to me....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Asian Provocateur <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you only knew i'm sat alone<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if your mamma knew<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The things i was doin' to you<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You've gotta put the butter on it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let the coffee stew<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tell me later<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What you goin' through<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gimme, gimme lovin'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mithi, mithi, soft lovin'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So far, you know you've gotta<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let the lovin' flow<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">From the head<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To the toe<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If your mamma knew<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She'd tell you that we're through<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She said that i'm the devil woman<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The lady from hades<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So gimme gimme lovin'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mithi, mithi, soft lovin'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Put the butter on it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let the coffee stew<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lovin'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Rainy Day <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On this rainy day<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Feel the moonspill drift to silver grey<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Would like to feel the sun, but it's too late...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On this rainy day<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For my heart still beats<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In the crowded streets, its solemn beats<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Echo solitude as distant peaks<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Washes over me and steals the peace<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's like the sun was never mine<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It took away the silver lines<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On clouds that broad into the mind<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And throw it all away...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And the grains of time<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Repossess me and all mankind<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A fragile entity that breathes inside<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On this rainy day<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's like the sun was never mine<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It took away the silver lines<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On clouds that broad into the mind<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And throw it all away...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's like the sun could never see<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This life that breathes so endlessly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A mellow daze that captures me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And throws it all away<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On this rainy day...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Turn it on<br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;">(instru)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Seven X Eight<br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you let her go<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You're gonna end up lonely<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And if you really know<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, you know, that's your folly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause you'll never, never ever<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Have a girl like me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause i'm the best<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You'll ever have<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can vouch for that...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So don't come to me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With your broken heart<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't mend it, i'll just wring it out<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, you're sorry, it's your folly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You made a big mistake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seven times five, seven times five, seven<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now what you need<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is to look for your redemption<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seven times eight, seven times eight, seven<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't look at me, take a look at your reflection<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, you're sorry, it's your folly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You made a big mistake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And you can search from jupiter to io<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You'll never find another girl like me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause i'm the hot, lickin, kickin, lustin empress<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And it's a shiver, you'll never feel<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So you're sorry, it's your folly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You made a big mistake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seven times five, seven times five, seven<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now what you need<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is to look for your redemption<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seven times eight, seven times eight, seven<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't look at me, take a look at your reflection<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, you're sorry, it's your folly<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You made a big mistake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, it's too late<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, it's just too late, it's just too late<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, it's just too late<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">A Humble Girl <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was young now time's gone<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, what do i do?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He was mine for some time<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now this girl is blue...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all the love that we earned<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Has been forsaken<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all the depths of my world<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Have been awoken<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What is life without him?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Please, what should i do?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was just a humble girl<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Who got lost in your world<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I will cross a thousand seas<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To forget that boy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all the love that we earned<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Has been forsaken<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all the depths of my world<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Have been awoken<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, i love him...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Please, just kiss me again...cause i'll never...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll never fall in love, no ever...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanna be in love forever...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Sati <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu mere dil mai hai<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mai tere dil mai hoo<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu meri zindagi<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Khwabo mai bhi tum hoa<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hotho per naam tera<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dil mai chupaya hai<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tu mera saathi re<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Janam janam si<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Hymn To The Sun <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Autumn manifests its urban lights<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sedona rocks are burning red and white<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hymns are chanted to a midnight sage<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And life just wanders through me in a haze<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a breeze<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Won't you tell him that i need him<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Summer seems to leave<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Without him...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seasons change and i remain the same<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hymn to the sun leaves me cold again<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">People wander through my empty life<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I just hum my sunset lullaby<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a breeze<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Won't you tell him that i need him<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Summer seems to leave<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Without him...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Ain't No Friend <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So many people tried to stop me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Doing what i wanna do<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause i put my faith in everyone<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And now i can see right through<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause each one of you took a part of me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And tried to put me down<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But i'm gonna rise above the skies<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause now i wear the crown<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know and i can see<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What everybody has done to me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know and i will be<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've got my mata... And she's with me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You tried to be a friend of mine<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But i can see right in your eyes<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You lie, you're sly, you try to deny<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And you ain't no friend of mine<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So don't try and build a fire<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In that cave you call your soul<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The knight pulls down<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The shadow of swords<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And you know you'll never win this war<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know and i can see<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What everybody has done to me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know and i will be<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've got my mata... And she's with me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Kandivali Gulley <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;">( Instrumental )<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Rani Of Jhansi <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Feed the hindu dirty water<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With the blood from the sacred cow<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And what you gonna feed them now?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">200 years without respite<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">200 years, yeah, we're always gonna fight<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And what you gonna feed them now?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">From udam singh to lakshmi bai<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Spirit lives on and on<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So don't forget what they did to you then<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And don't ever let it happen again...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happen again<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And now the scars don't hurt so much<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And you can forget what you did to us<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In this utopian imperial world<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And all the names, the pillages and the pain<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">From the black<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In my eye to the blue in my veins<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Spirit lives on and on and on and strong<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So hold on to what you are<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They'll never steal what you really are<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><div style="text-align: center;">Stinging Sitars X 9 <br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">( Instrumental )<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-7551127547516859468?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-40284174797700178282008-09-10T09:38:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:54:13.087-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Can't explain</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Can’t explain<br />Nothin’ seems to be goin’ right<br />Can’t explain<br />Nothin’ seems to be goin’ right<br /><br />*Well now you wake up in the mornin’<br />Find your poor self dead<br />Well now you wake up in the mornin’<br />Find your poor self dead<br /><br />What a shame<br />You always wanna start a fight<br />Can’t explain<br />You always wanna start a fight<br /><br />(* repeat)<br /><br />Let it go, what I say, yeah<br /><br />Can’t explain<br />You always wanna start a fight<br />Can’t explain<br />You always wanna start a fight<br /><br />(* repeat)<br /><br />Let it go, one more time, yeah </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Agitated</span></span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Oh, I'm so agitated, so agitated<br />Run through a washing machine, agitated,<br />I'm so agitated, I'm so convoluted<br />I don't know what I know, but I'd just like to shoot it<br /><br />It's five a.m. and I'm crawling the walls, waiting for imaginary telephone calls<br /><br />You know what I think, I think the whole world stinks, and I don't need no shrink, I just hate it<br /><br />Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead, just like my cousin Fred.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-4028417479770017828?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-63325467142231624342008-08-23T05:35:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:55:16.701-07:00<a name="anj0"></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Info </span><a href="http://rebelgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/anjali.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">içi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Here</span></span></a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Anjali </span></span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://sd-4.archive-host.com/membres/images/miniatures/4297593785465010/coverabc/anjali-anjali.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj1">Arabian Queen</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj2">Dusk</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj3">Kali Came</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj4">Kulu</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj5">Lazy Lagoon</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj6">Mistress Of Disguise</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj7">Nebula</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj8">Space Lust (In The Space Dust)</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj9">Strawberry Mousse</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj10">Turquoise &amp; Blue</a><br /></div><br /><a name="anj1"></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Arabian Queen</span></span><br />Arabian queen right on the scene<br />Riding along in her cinematic dream<br />I am the queen of this harem<br />I got my veil on and i'm feeling serene<br /><br />Arabian highs, bear the sundown sigh<br />Let's gather round the hookah<br />Blowing circles to the sky<br />Arabian dreams everybody seems ...<br />And she says ...<br /><br />Hold on her heels taht swinging girl of sin<br />With her jewel-encrusted gown<br />And her belly swinging brown<br />Sold all her sins and everybody sway<br /><br />Through the hazy days<br /><br />With rubies on her toes everybody knows<br />She's the queen of the sand<br />The desert and the land<br />A breeze like mango kulli<br />A little hoochie koochie<br />And she says ...<br /><br />Cocooned in silken shrouds<br />And jasmine scented clouds<br />She's the queen of the harem<br />You know who wears the crown<br />She teases and she sleazes<br />You know it never ceases<br />When she does her voodoo<br /><br />(Sweet as almond honey<br />A lick of chunky monkey<br />She's sticky like jalebi<br />i don't wanna hear a maybe)<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj2"></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Dusk</span></span><br />Who are you and where you from<br />And why does life go on and on ?<br />Through it all, I have to say<br />I couldn't live another day<br /><br />And everything I touch turns to dust<br />It haunts me<br />I'm falling in the sea of saturnine<br />It wants me<br /><br />Through it all I have to say<br />I couldn't live another day<br /><br />And all of the fears I tended to be<br />I couldn't ever love<br />And everything I touch turns to dust<br />I couldn't ever love<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj3"></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Kali Came</span></span><br />It's been raining<br />Hundred days, thousand nights<br />It's cold when I awake<br />No more light<br />To a sky without a moon<br />I heard you say<br />See you soon<br /><br />Kali came, she took away<br />Said it had to die<br />So it could grow again<br />If you don't wake up<br />You'll be on the stars<br />Throw them down<br />To me<br />Wherever you are<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj4"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Kulu</span></span><br />Kulu came from Babalu<br />Eyes like rain saw into you<br />Kulu says throw my ashes in the sea<br /><br />Kulu<br /><br />With Ganesh beside me<br />Mataji too<br />Shiva, Lord Shiva<br />I'm begging to you<br /><br />The ocean deeps as wounds upon my feet<br />I've stalked this earth a million times before<br />And I know I've paid for my crimes<br />'Cause life's unkind<br /><br />Kulu<br />'cause life's unkind<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj5"></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Lazy laggon</span></span><br />In my lazy lagoon<br />Take off my shoes<br />And take me to the blue<br />To the blue ...<br /><br />With these tired dreams of mine<br />Time to take it to the blue<br />With this broken soul of mine<br />Time to take it to the blue<br />To the blue ...<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj6"></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Mistress of disguise</span></span><br />How many times<br />Does it take to say goodbye ?<br />How many moves<br />Has the mistress of disguise?<br />And if a cyclone rules my heart<br />Deceit is sure to loot the past<br /><br />How many times<br />For every single day?<br />We're lost in the sea<br />Solely left to pray<br />And if she ever could control<br />i'm swimming in the green and gold<br />I am<br /><br />It's a pagan lust<br />I'm your brown cocoa<br />Silver glistens as the palm trees<br />Whisper your name<br />Your hand in my heart<br />beat until there is no time<br />Just space<br /><br />How many times<br />Does it take ?<br />How many moves<br />Does she make?<br />And if that cyclone rules my heart<br /><br />Let it all just drift away<br />Just left this ceaseless life<br />And tell me what to say<br />And it seemsthat I will never get it right<br />And it's all because the mistress of disguise<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj7"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Nebula</span></span><br />Hold everything<br />You've got to if you need to flow<br />I couldn't think<br />I was hoping on that nebula<br />Hold everything<br />I couldn't if you need to flow<br /><br />I needed him<br />But Lord, you know it's sin to sin<br />Hold everything<br />When will you notice that it's ... ?<br />When will you go?<br />When will you see<br />That we are on our own<br />Let go of everything<br />You know it's only ...<br /><br />Shower me with kisses blue<br />Don't do those things<br />Ooh that the other people do<br />Let it lie, I feel fine<br />Empower me all the time<br /><br />You know that I feel fine<br />You know you wanna use it<br />You know that I feel fine<br />And I know you won't abuse it<br /><br />I hope everyday's gonna feel like this<br />And hope everyday i'm gonna use it<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj8"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Space Lust (In The Space Dust)</span></span><br />Touchdown, we land on this moon<br />Red storms and space dusted you<br /><br />Here we are, heat and tides<br />Like the planets we seem to align<br /><br />Electric storms, swirling skies<br />And that's just the way you make me feel<br />I don't don't wanna go<br />Don't take me back to this world<br /><br />Now we land in the sea<br />Another world for you without me<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj9"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Stawberry mouse</span></span><br />If you wanna know me, know me<br />Gotta show what you know<br />And then show me<br />Ooh it's a feeling<br />And I know, do you know<br />That I'm dealing<br />If you wanna throw me, throw me<br />Gotta show that it's love that witholds me<br />Ooh, I'm fizzing up nicely<br />Plutonium beats, they define me<br />I've got some mochomo cake<br />Strawberry mousse, it will make your heart quake<br />Ooh she's a liar, waxen with the scent of pariah<br />She took it all to Venus City<br />Where the girl showed a whole lot of pity<br /><br />If you wanna scold me, scold me<br />Don't beat around the hush and dethrone me<br />Ooh it's a feeling<br />And you know, do you know, that I'm reeling<br />If you wanna shame me, blame me<br />Let it out, it will turn around and save me<br />Ooh the angels didn't like that<br />Left my soul for the sugar in the body bag<br />I got some mochomo cake<br />Strawberry mousse and it killed my heartrising<br />Just say it concisely<br />neptunian beats they decide me<br />She sold her soul to the sandman<br />And if the grains in the earth<br />Couldn't feed her land<br /><br />I'm walking through dark lands<br />And the angels let go of my hand<br />And love just seemed to be a minion<br />In another time<br />And everything I ever did<br />Came back to haunt me<br />And everything I ever was<br />Became sand<br /><br />By the time I was floating<br />Slowly floating<br />The angels sang<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a><br /><br /><a name="anj10"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Turquoise &amp; Blue</span></span><br />Love I Said Love, Is Turquoise &amp; Blue<br />The Colour Of You Is Turquoise &amp; Blue<br />And It Feels Like This...<br /><br />How How Can It Show 'Cause I Tell You If I Need You<br />I Hold You, I Don't Mind If I Do<br />And The Voice Is Green And Purple Too<br />And It Feels Like This ...<br /><br />Turquoise &amp; Blue Leads To You<br />I Follow, Rain Leads To My Sorrow<br />If I Choose You<br /><br />I Tell You If I Need You<br />I Tell You If You Need Me Too<br />And The Colour Of Your Love Is<br />Is Turquoise &amp; Blue<br />If I Only, This Love Is Purple Only<br />And Turquoise &amp; Blue<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6332546714223162434#anj0">..^..</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-6332546714223162434?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-68304234687735016752008-08-22T16:16:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:55:34.853-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: -1px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-or-nothing-what-doesnt-kill-you.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">What doesn't kill you...</span></span></a></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: -1px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 51); font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; font-family:Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-or-nothing-hc-search-for-strenght.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Search For the strenght</span></span></a></span></span></span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-6830423468773501675?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-62391282720880509592008-08-22T16:11:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:16:32.703-07:00<a name="whatdoesnt0"></a><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Info </span></span><a href="http://rebelgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-or-nothing-hc.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">içi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Here</span></span></span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">What doesn't kill you...</span></span></span></span></div><div><br /><img src="http://sd-4.archive-host.com/membres/images/miniatures/4297593785465010/coverabc/AONwhatdoesntkillcoverJPG.jpg" /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt1">1. Kindness for weakness</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt2">2. Erase</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt3">3. Essential freedoms</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt4">4. Strike down</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt5">5. The ignorance</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt6">6. Si, si puede</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt7">7. Inspired</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt8">8. Lead, follow or get out of the way</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt1"></a>"Kindness for Weakness"</span></span></span><br />You come around ¦you take, you take<div>smile slyly think it's great</div><div>think I don't know what you're scheming</div><div> in between your words I find your meaning<br />You might find when I'm pushed to far</div><div>Don't mistake my kindness for weakness</div><div>You will find when I'm pushed to far¦</div><div>Don't mistake my kindness for weakness<br />Think I don't remember what you say?</div><div>Decided to be trust worthy today</div><div>Think I don't attend to your actions?</div><div>Your philosophy has much lacking.<br />You will find when I'm pushed too far</div><div>Don't mistake my kindness for weakness</div><div>You might find when I'm pushed to far</div><div>That I strike back until the blood comes out.<br />Don't mistake my kindness for weakness!<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt2"></a>"Erase"</span></span></span><br />Time doesn't erase the images from the mind</div><div>you never forget the violence</div><div>Time doesn't erase the damage that's been done</div><div>at the hand of your own blood</div><div>time doesn't erase the screaming, the bleeding,</div><div>The crying in a place called home</div><div>time doesn't erase</div><div>the feeling</div><div>left on the skin</div><div>the hatred planted to grow inside a child<br />Blood isn't thicker than water</div><div>Your blood isn't thicker than water</div><div>Blood isn't thicker than water</div><div>Your blood isn't thicker than water<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt3"></a>"Essential Freedoms"</span></span></span><br />In the future days which we seek to make secure we look forward to a world founded upon four essential human freedoms¦</div><div>Freedom of Speech</div><div>Freedom from Fear</div><div>Freedom from Want</div><div>Freedom of Worship-                      Franklin Delano Roosevelt, January 1941</div><div>Freedom of speech</div><div>to analyze, criticize, philosophize, energize, debate, create a positive change</div><div>Freedom from fear</div><div>from hate, from rape, from war, from violence, police brutality, injustice</div><div>freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom<br />Freedom from want</div><div>to have shelter, clothing, health care, food, clean air and water</div><div>Freedom of worship</div><div>No bigotry, ignorance, homophobia, misogynism, keep the separation of church and state</div><div>Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom<br />Freedom of speech, freedom from fear, freedom from want, freedom of worship<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt4"></a>"Strike Down"</span></span></span><br />Discover what you want to do</div><div>Begin to do it now</div><div>You're not guaranteed a lifetime</div><div>So do what you love now</div><div>Doesn't matter how young you are</div><div>It doesn't matter how old</div><div>There's nothing to fall back on</div><div>Don't listen to what you were told<br />Don't get caught</div><div>in a search for security</div><div>Pursue all your passions</div><div>or die from monotony</div><div>Think of what you've got to give</div><div>Don't let them pump you with fear</div><div>Know what passions drive you,</div><div>To thine ownself be true<br />Strike down your fears</div><div>And follow your bliss</div><div>Become what you've imagined</div><div>That moment begins here<br />Stop to Think<br />The pills, the rope, the gun, the razor,</div><div>You think each is an option when you have no hope<br />Consequences, consequences, consequences</div><div>You better stop to think about it!<br />You may have stopped the pain for yourself,</div><div>but you started the pain for somebody else<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt5"></a>"The Ignorance"</span></span></span><br />The ignorance, the ignorance, the ignorance it pains me<br />Take the time to educate the mind/ read a book fill/ your mind with some new ideas/ Take a class/ turn off the t.v./ have a debate/ based upon research/ This is democracy/ you must participate/ make yours/ an educated vote/ You are responsible/ protect your freedoms/ don't let them tear/ our constitution apart<br />The ignorance, the ignorance, the ignorance it pains me<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt6"></a>"Si, Se Puede"</span></span></span><br />Si, se puede</div><div>Si, si se puede</div><div>Si, se puede</div><div>Si, si se pued</div><div> We can do it!</div><div>We can do it!</div><div>We can do it now!<br />Empieza el cambio</div><div>Lo necesitamos hacer horita</div><div>Start the change</div><div>We need to do it no</div><div> Todos somos humanos</div><div>Tenemos responsibilidades por todo</div><div>We are all human beings</div><div>We have responsibilities to each other</div><div>Piensa antes de hablar</div><div>Piensa antes de gastar</div><div>Think before you speak</div><div>Think before you spend</div><div>Cuando eres cultura popular</div><div>No eres amenanza</div><div>Once you are popular culture</div><div>You are not a threat<br />Si, se puede,</div><div>si, si se puede<br />We can do it!</div><div>We can do it!</div><div>We can do it now!<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt7"></a>"Inspired"</span></span></span><br />You take it</div><div>You leave it</div><div>You come back to retrieve it</div><div>through all of my sorrow</div><div>forged my success tomorrow</div><div>You think that I forget</div><div>all the words that were said</div><div>I buried them deep down </div><div>to push, force and drive me<br />I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you</div><div>I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you<br />Inspiration is the only emotion</div><div>that I have left when I think of you</div><div>Inspired me to make better choice</div><div> than I did by choosing you<br />I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you</div><div>I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you<br />Disconnect myself, use rational mind</div><div>think of how I saved potential wasted time</div><div>given time it's always easy to see</div><div>I came with everything to give</div><div>you had suffering to offer me<br />I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you</div><div>I'm passing through</div><div>Passing through this pain and you<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="whatdoesnt8"></a>"Lead, Follow or Get Out of the Way"</span></span></span><br />A lack of action is your own submission</div><div>Lead, follow or get out of the way</div><div>Your complaints and apathy aren't changing anything</div><div>Lead, follow, or get out of the way</div><div>Sedating yourself will not help</div><div>Lead, follow, or get out of the way</div><div>Leave this world a better place than you found it<br />Lead, follow, or get out of the way<br />Educate yourself to arm yourself</div><div>Lead, follow, or get out of the way</div><div>Commit, persist, empower, sacrifice</div><div>Lead, follow, or get out of the way</div><div>Be the next Mead, Gandhi, Anthony</div><div>Lead, follow, or get out of the way</div><div>Be the next Chavez, Mandela, or King<br />Lead, follow, or get out of the way<br />Lead, follow, or get out of the way<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6239128272088050959#whatdoesnt0">..^..</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-6239128272088050959?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-26257135232204242032008-08-22T15:53:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:56:12.953-07:00<a name="searchstreng0"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Info </span></span></span><a href="http://rebelgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-or-nothing-hc.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">içi </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">- </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Here</span></span></span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Search For the strenght</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><img src="http://sd-4.archive-host.com/membres/images/miniatures/4297593785465010/coverabc/AONSearch.jpg" /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng1">1. Search for the strength</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng2">2. Motivation</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng3">3. Regret</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng4">4. Your integrity</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng5">5. There</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng6">6. La maestra</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng7">7. Deliberate</a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng8">8. Knive to my neck</a></div></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng1"></a>"SEARCH FOR THE STRENGTH"</span></span></span><br />Attachment, the suffering/ the aching, illusion/ the fire, the fantasy/ it all resides within me/ I search for the strength/ search for the strength/ search for the strength/ to stop desire, swallowed down/ it threatens to swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole<br />You burrowed inside me/ now I can't get you out of me/ thrashing about, now I just want you out/ a poison inside of me, set to devastate me/ straight to the veins to suck the life out/ polluting my thoughts, not based on reality/ paying my karma with your lies and your fantasies/ you burrowed inside me now I can't get you out of me/ thrashing about, now I just want you out<br />I search for the strength/ search for the strength/ search for the strength/ to stop desire, swallowed down/ it threatens to swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole<br />Attachment, the suffering/ the aching, illusion/ the fire, the fantasy/ it all resides within me/ I search for the strength/ search for the strength/ search for the strength/ to stop desire, swallowed down/ it threatens to swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole/ swallow me whole</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng2"></a>"MOTIVATION"</span></span></span><br />What's your motivation?/ What pushes you?/ What have you accomplished when the day is through?/ Is it about money?/ Is it about fame?/ Is it about people knowing your name?/ Is it about drugs?/ Is it about sex?/ Are these all the ways you measure success?/ Is it about fashion?/ Is it about sales?/ How do you know when you're a corporate whore?/ What have you gave?/ What have you taught?/ Is this what you are really about?<br />What's your motivation?/ What pushes you?/ What have you accomplished when the day is through?/ Is it about security?/ Is it about stability?/ Are these worth giving up on your dreams?/ Is it about a room of things?/ Is it about a bank account?/ Are these things ever enough?/ Is it about a wife?/ Is it about a husband?/ Are you doing what society tells you?<br />What have you gave?/ What have you taught?/ Is this what you are really about?/ What's your motivation?/ What pushes you?/ What have you accomplished when the day is through?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng3"></a>"REGRET"</span></span></span><br />So here you are working nine to five/ lost your dreams and what it means to be alive/ take a look at what you see/ you are not what you used to be<br />You don't want what you thought you wanted/ Confronted by the truth you seem so undaunted/ Quick to blame the rest for what's really your own/ Suffer all the consequences, enough to be alone<br />So the day will come that you regret/ and feel remorse for all you could have done/ just sit back and shake your head/ tell yourself that its not so bad</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng4"></a>"YOUR INTEGRITY"</span></span></span><br />I like the man you pretend to be/ much better than the man you are/ I was more impressed by your smoke screen/ than reality by far<br />Your integrity is non-existent/ Your integrity is just a facade/ Your integrity is a catch phrase/ Your integrity? You mean your character flaw!!<br />And I like the man you pretend to be/ much better than the man you are/ I was more impressed by your smoke screen/ than reality by far<br />Your integrity needs to be redefined/ Your integrity is wishful thinking/ Your integrity is all in your mind/ Your integrity? Don't you mean your pride!!<br />And I like the man you pretend to be/ much better than the man you are/ I was more impressed by your smoke screen/ than reality by far<br />I can admit it...that I was taken in/ I can admit it...that I was made the fool/ I can admit it...that I want to believe/ I can admit it...that I was used<br />And I like the man you pretend to be/ much better than the man you are/ I was more impressed by your smoke screen/ than reality by far/ And I like the man you pretend to be/ much better than the man you are</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng5"></a>"THERE"</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I cannot believe all the dismay/ Did you think that things have really changed?/ Is it that you are so naive, or that you really just don't care?<br />You're hanging around, thinking things will change/ But the more they change the more they are the same/ You're hanging around thinking things will change/ But the more they change the more they are the same<br />There is no justice/ There is no justice/ There is no justice here<br />Tell me how it doesn't affect you/ Tell me how its just an isolated incident/ Tell me how you just don't have the time/ Until it all happens to you<br />Why would it work/ when its never worked before/ "Lets burn all the witches,/ lets beat all the whores"<br />There is no justice/ There is no justice/ There is no justice here<br />You're hanging around thinking things will change/ But the more they change the more they are the same</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng6"></a>"LA MAESTRA"</span></span></span><br />Los alumnos de mi clase/ son el futuro/ lleno de espero/ puedo verlo en sus ojos/ lleno de espiritu/ de sus madres y padres/ lleno de cultura/ que no puede morir<br />Soy la maestra/ son el futuro/ soy la maestra/ son el futuro<br />Los alumons de mi clase/ son de mi vida/ ponen sonrisa en este, mi cara/quedenmis pieses en este, la tierra/ ellos ensename cada dia<br />Soy la maestra/ son el futuro/ soy la maestra/ son el futuro</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng7"></a>"DELIBERATE"</span></span></span><br />The questions inside you/ The questions inside you/ Think for yourself/ Think for yourself/ The reasons inside you/ The reasons inside you/ Think for yourself/ Think for yourself<br />Take time to self-educate/ more time to deliberate/ reflect on it all/ and you will see<br />Solutions inside you/ Solutions inside you/ To think for yourself/ Think for yourself/ The actions inside you/ The actions inside you/ To Think for yourself/ Think for yourself</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /><a name="searchstreng8"></a>"KNIFE TO MY NECK"</span></span></span><br />Knife to my neck and I'm afraid to die/ "Shut up bitch..." as I begin to cry/ He's going to rape and the panic sets in/ Rape was a way for his day to begin<br />You can take it from me/ take it from me/ take it from me/ But you can't take what's in me<br />He's raping and raping so when will he kill me?/ Wants to know, "Does he fuck like this...?"/ He stops for a moment. Will the stabbing start?/ Praying for death was the memorable part<br />You can take it from me/ take it from me/ take it from me/ But you can't take what's in me<br />So, this is the day that I'm going to die/ This is the day that I'm going to die/ This is the day that I'm going to die<br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=2625713523220424203#searchstreng0">..^..</a></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-2625713523220424203?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-90033958212703214722008-08-21T18:57:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:59:49.178-07:00<a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/babes-in-toyland-nemesisters.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Nemesisters</span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/babes-in-toyland-painkillers.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Painkillers</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/babes-in-toyland-fontanelle.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Fontanelle</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/babes-in-toyland-spanking-machine.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Spanking Machine</span></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-9003395821270321472?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-59036648737181246242008-08-21T18:50:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:00:12.636-07:00<a name="nemesister0"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Nemesisters</span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><img src="http://sd-1.archive-host.com/membres/images/4297593785465010/coverabc/bitnemesisters.jpg" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister1">1. Hello 4:45</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister2">2. Oh Yeah! 3:16</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister3">3. Drivin' 3:17</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister4">4. Sweet '69 4:05</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister5">5. Surd 4:43</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister6">6. 22 3:15</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister7">7. Ariel 4:24</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister8">8. Killer on the Road 4:02</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister9">9. Middle Man 4:46</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister10">10. Memory 3:43</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister11">11. S.F.W. 3:59</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister12">12. All by Myself 4:37</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">13. Deep Song 2:45<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister14">14. We Are Family 4:11</a><br /></div><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister1"></a>"Hello"</span></span></span><br />I know somewhere we could go<br />Better than you could ever know<br />Hello<br />Go shove yourself<br />I know someone we could be<br />Out in disguys a tree<br />Hello<br />Go show yourself goal I know<br />You and me<br />I am the worst one yet<br />I am deliciousweat<br />Hello<br />Go shove yourself show<br />We care lot about a big situation<br />When we were young<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister1"></a>"Oh Yeah!"</span></span></span><br />Widowspeek but do not see the seer<br />Forest trees souled an enemy comes through<br />Dafeel compete with me yr absolete<br />Oh yeah inliar or what<br />You can't map reality the light is pure green<br />Energy I'm so alive got nine fool eyes<br />I see through violet's thin disguise<br />Oh yeah enlightya or what<br />The whole world's out in front of me all<br />Sugar coated phallusy I will not follow<br />Stupid sheep I will not bow I will not peep<br />Oh yeah elijah or what<br />Kellie black I cought yr act you can not<br />Get away with that yr caustic bullshit<br />Second sight yr second's up yr short<br />On sight<br />Oh yeah enlieya or what<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister3"></a>"Drivin'"</span></span></span><br />Where were you<br />I thought that I knew<br />What could I do<br />But think about you<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister4"></a>"Sweet 69 "</span></span></span><br />I live it high cost of livin tell me why give it all<br />Inside you gotta head high one size fits all<br />Head ride you decide<br />Sweet sweet ride 1969<br />I live it why ya gotta limit crossed grin now i<br />Gotta bare it head high 9 inside hell to ride<br />You beside<br />Sweet sweet ride 1965<br />I live it it's not a gimmick my side anti-red<br />What I said in yr head naked what you hide<br />Will the planes ever collide we align collide<br />My sweet sign 1969<br />I like it hot cold livin have you seen the inside of<br />My ceiling's gotta big wild grin inside miles<br />Wide you belie<br />Sweet sweet ride 1965<br />I've had it now I've gotta give it all blind mice<br />Resign you gotta hoodshine analyze<br />Seats alive vinyl thighs<br />Sweet ride 1969<br />I live it what I lade why I give it not away<br />Pen said why side when I'm dead I gotta live it<br />Speak free sexually why<br />I feel it sky's not a limit gotta nice flight<br />Suit and tie headlights on inside souled a<br />Price you can't buy<br />Sweet sweet sixty sexy idolize yr<br />Sixxy sexty oh my sixty sixxy<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister5"></a>"Surd"</span></span></span><br />I follow my sight sound<br />You mind seeing eye sound<br />I recovered rebound<br />Your silence is unsound<br />I carried your weight around<br />You leave me to fly down<br />I shine inside surd sound<br />Time lives inside rewound<br />(I can't be what you need<br />I can see into eternity)<br />I dove so to see down<br />I followed my sight sound<br />Your silence is unsound<br />I can't be what you need<br />All of me<br />It's all inside of me<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister6"></a>"22"</span></span></span><br />Fama tunes into agasaya<br />Aura like amberella<br />Ama is my govinda<br />All in time (all in mine)<br />All is mine (all is time)<br />Fachea anima interstellar<br />Hidden in logorrhoea<br />She is an amatia<br />All in time<br />All is time<br />All in mine<br />Fama turns into agasaya<br />Elijah electra<br />I live to enlight ya<br />All in time<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister7"></a>"Ariel"</span></span></span><br />Live somewhere in between of what<br />I've meant to be<br />Pick the bones clean of angelicanteen meat<br />Carnivaluate the short and tallerate the weak<br />Stuck 6 feet sheep yr older than you look<br />Cracked eyes black as soot<br />Ariel ariella isadore is a door<br />Isador able to close the sky and holes<br />In your eyes when you rise when you feel the<br />Velvet skies you rise<br />Manifestering stations ailing incarnations<br />A test of the broadcast emergency at last<br />Ariel ariella isadore is a door<br />Isador able to close the sky and holes<br />In your eyes when you rise when you feel the<br />Velvet skies you rise<br />Till you rise I fill you skies<br />Till you rise I field yr skies<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister8"></a>"Killer on the road "</span></span></span><br />When I saw the sign, it was the first day<br />Heading south to the north<br />I went the long way I came back<br />What's left you left me I felt you<br />U-turns constantly<br />No stopping no stopping no stopping now<br />How many<br />How many killer on the road<br />I see the way home, the exit's closed now<br />Objects are closer than they appear<br />The sun is in my eyes and though I can't see you<br />If I don't see you anymore I'd be o.k.<br />No stopping no stopping no stopping now<br />How many<br />How many killer on the road<br />Punch up your little punching bags<br />How'd you like it up your ass?<br />Little man little man with a plan<br />How you gonna knock their lights out?<br />Little man little man in a van<br />You've got a flat tire now watch out<br />Little man little man with a fan<br />How many have you had about?<br />Punch up your little punching bags<br />How'd you like it up your ass?<br />Little man little man with a plan<br />How many have you had<br />How many have you had about?<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister9"></a>"Middle man "</span></span></span><br />I taste your love<br />You waste my mind<br />I've become hungry<br />All of the time<br />For something I've never<br />Savored before<br />But it's the less, that<br />You feed me, from this<br />Empty shell, I myself become<br />You fed me<br />I ate it<br />You hurt me<br />I hate it<br />I never meant to step on your toes<br />But isn't that the way<br />It seems it always goes<br />Spun like a tornado, my<br />Mind is twisted on<br />Your barbed wire fence<br />That's built higher<br />Than you've ever been<br />You fed me<br />I ate it<br />You hurt me<br />I hate it<br />Silent, quiet, too scared to try it<br />How many times does your<br />Sacred heart bleed<br />It is my soul you want<br />Or is it something that you need<br />I taste your love<br />You waste my mind<br />I tasted your love<br />You wasted my mind<br />Don't feed me<br />Won't eat it<br />Don't hurt me<br />Delete it<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister10"></a>"Memory"</span></span></span><br />Memory hide and seek halloween men or me<br />You decide what's on the mind coming in from<br />The other side look what you done to me<br />Following following look what you done to me<br />Shadowing shallowing<br />The other side<br />I knew you first<br />I loved you first<br />I am the first<br />Pokin naked ruthie with a sharp-end stick shit<br />I am mean<br />Memory hide see halloween you know me<br />Look what you done to me following following<br />Look what you done to me sallow and shallowing<br />The other side<br />I knew you first<br />I loved you first<br />I am yr curse<br />You decide what's the mind coming in from the<br />Other side look what you done to me<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister11"></a>"S.F.W"</span></span></span><br />My angeling steeping green gel anodyne<br />I never meant to but I'd love to<br />You be me and I'll be you<br />I never said I had to lie to<br />I need it I bleed - s.f.w.<br />How how how yeah<br />I've come to agonize the look<br />I see and specialeyes<br />I've never met you but I'd love to<br />You be me and I'll be you<br />I never said I had to right you<br />I need it I bleed yeah<br />S.f.w.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="nemesister12"></a>"All by myself "</span></span></span><br />1,2,3,4<br />When I was young,<br />I never needed anyone,<br />And making love was just for fun,<br />Those days are gone.<br />Livin alone<br />I think of all the friends Ive known<br />When I dial the telephone<br />Nobodys home<br /><br />All by myself,<br />Don't want to be,<br />All by myself,<br />Anymore,<br />All by myself<br />Don't want to live,<br />All by myself,<br />Anymore...<br /><br />Hard to be sure,<br />Sometimes I feel so insecure,<br />And love so distant and obscure,<br />Remains the cure.<br /><br />All by myself,<br />Don't want to be,<br />All by myself,<br />Anymore,<br />All by myself<br />Don't want to live,<br />All by myself,<br />Anymore...<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a name="nemesister14"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">"We are family "</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />Everyone can see we're together<br />As we walk on by<br />And we fly just like birds of a feather<br />I'm not telling no lie<br /><br />All of the people around us to say<br />Can we be that close<br />Just let me state for the record<br />We're giving love in a family dose, yeah<br /><br />CHORUS<br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />Living life is fun and we've just begun<br />To get our share of the world's delights<br />High hopes we have for the future<br />And our goal's in sight<br />No we don't get depressed<br />Here's what we call our golden rule<br />Have faith in you and the things you do<br />You won't go wrong, oh no<br />This is our family Jewel, yeah<br /><br />CHORUS<br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><br />We are family<br />I got all my sisters with me<br />We are family<br />Get up everybody and sing<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=5903664873718124624#nemesister0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-5903664873718124624?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-91302546716140677502008-08-21T18:48:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:00:29.554-07:00<a name="painkiller0"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Painkillers</span></span></span><br /></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><img src="http://sd-1.archive-host.com/membres/images/4297593785465010/coverabc/bitnemesisters.jpg" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller1">1. He's My Thing 2:56</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller2">2. Laredo 2:42</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller3">3. Istigkeit 4:23</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller4">4. Ragweed 3:21</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller5">5. Angel Hair 3:56</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">6. Fontanellette (Live At CBGB's) 33:59<br /></div><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="painkiller1"></a>"He's my thing "</span></span></span><br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />He's my thing<br />I kept for myself and not for you<br />He's my thing I kept for myself and nobody else<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />Walks around in her boyfriends clothes<br />Nobody knows<br />She goes<br />She goes<br />Where she goes<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />He's my thing<br />I keep on a hook<br />Keep on a hook<br />She goes<br />She goes where she goes<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />Well he's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="painkiller2"></a>"Laredo"</span></span></span><br />Tear your wings off at the spine and tape them to the back of mine<br />I can fly higher when I'm tired<br />My 2 hands are scorched from holding this torch<br />Mind feels like neon all glowing and bent up<br />You look good on my back like a shark fin<br />Rectify desensitized<br />'tis the season to drink poison<br />Tralala was a badhead girl<br />Your mind's gone greasy it slides right off me<br />And all the jaded stars spit black cigars<br />No truce for you<br />A spec of something that I knew<br />Yes I read what you did and I see what you did<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="painkiller3"></a>"Istigkeit"</span></span></span><br />My own mind is mine to drive<br />In lanes that aren't allowed that's why I'm allowed in circles around<br />'cause at the top of it all from where we are all<br />Black slant eyeholes stretchback bug skull beautiful<br />Devilgod lover telling me things to believe<br />Things I've known but cannot see<br />I am a stupid human bean<br />Big eyed and between what I am<br />And what I seem<br />I breathe<br />I dream<br />I lead<br />How long should we go<br />Before we're heard?<br />Herd them all together<br />Put them in a spell<br />You will do well<br />We'll let you know but not enough<br />Magnetic field of vision<br />Raises eyebrow questions<br />What is the admission<br />Psychic audition to cover all specialized flights<br />Come up and meet us this will please us<br />I breathe<br />I dream<br />I lead<br />Mind is the wall of time<br />A lonely throne to own<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="painkiller4"></a>"Ragweer"</span></span></span><br />Expecting me<br />To polish<br />Imaginary<br />Trophies<br />Sitting<br />On<br />The shelf<br />Of your<br />Heart<br />You stand<br />In<br />The shadow<br />Of your<br />Guilt<br />Love puppet with no strings<br />That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings<br />She's just tired of being ugly<br />She just wants pretty things<br />The house<br />Of cards<br />Took time<br />But<br />We stacked<br />Them high<br />With more doors<br />Heading out<br />Than<br />Coming in<br />Stampede<br />We crushed<br />The foundation<br />We<br />Once built<br />Love puppet with no strings<br />That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings<br />She's just tired of being ugly<br />She just wants pretty things<br />Isn't<br />It hard<br />To talk<br />With<br />Your tongue<br />Tied<br />All the times<br />You've sworn<br />You<br />Haven't lied<br />One thing<br />Leads<br />To another<br />At one time<br />I<br />Would have<br />No other<br />Have<br />No other<br />Please<br />Give me<br />Another<br />Love puppet with no strings<br />That's what the spiral-eyed girl sings<br />She's just tired of being ugly<br />She just wants pretty things<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="painkiller5"></a>"Angel hair"</span></span></span><br />Angel hair<br />Floating over there<br />Well you think I don't see?<br />I see clear through<br />I see little fish in my sea little sea<br />All the birds have turned to hawks in me<br />Living vicariously<br />You are 3<br />Stick your sickness inside my line up and take your orders well done says the one and only you've left them all behind alonely needing more floor hours of - you take your punishment well<br />Swallow it<br />Just steal<br />Stinking up from behind<br />Show me the way to the white<br />Bow to my people real<br />Shut!<br />Eyes wide legs shut<br />Shut<br />Shut<br />So you your little sea try to get me<br />You think I don't see<br />I see clear through!<br />Stick your sickness line up take orders well line up<br />You think I don't see<br />I see clear through<br />Stick your sickness inside my line up<br />I don't bleed your state of mind</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=9130254671614067750#painkiller0">..^..</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-9130254671614067750?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-67095079058160597362008-08-21T09:21:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:00:46.592-07:00<a name="fontanelle0"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Fontanelle</span></span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://sd-1.archive-host.com/membres/images/4297593785465010/coverabc/bitnfontanel.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle1">1. Bruise Violet 2:52</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle2">2. Right Now 2:19</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle3">3. Bluebell 2:22</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle4">4. Handsome &amp; Gretel 1:50</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle5">5. Blood 2:44</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle6">6. Magick Flute 3:02</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle7">7. Won't Tell 2:27</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">8. Quiet Room 2:59<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle9">9. Spun 3:03</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">10. Short Song 0:41<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle11">11. Jungle Train 2:15</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle12">12. Pearl 1:56</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle13">13. Realeyes 2:51</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle14">14. Mother 3:13</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle15">15. Gone 2:28</a><br /></div><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle1"></a>"Bruise violet"</span></span></span><br />You got this thing that really makes me hot<br />You got a lot and more when you get caught<br />You got this thing that follows me around<br />You fucking bitch well I hope your insides rot<br />Liar<br />Liar<br />Liar<br />You see the stars through eyes lit up with lies<br />You got your stories all twisted up in mine<br />You got this thing that follows me around<br />You were born with glue instead of spine<br />Liar<br />Liar<br />Liar<br />Of thee I sing<br />Tied to a string<br />You got this thing that follows me around<br />You got this thing that really makes me hot<br />You got a lot and more when you get caught<br />Bruise violet<br />Bruise violet<br />Bruise violet<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle2"></a>"Right now"</span></span></span><br />Pray the one my soul to keep<br />Servants' service<br />To scared to sleep because of the creep<br />Scarred surface<br />In the right now<br />When I'm next to your head I see white<br />Heaven's presence<br />Mother dying all of the time<br />My sickness<br />In the right now<br />We'll take you<br />We'll take all of you<br />In the right now<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle3"></a>"Bluebell"</span></span></span><br />Flys through the air with the greatest disease<br />Takes little pills and calls them trapeze<br />I know you're right<br />Everything you do is right<br />Everything I do is true<br />Bluebell to hell<br />Lo and behold a girl with a goal<br />Looks so old she's made out of gold<br />I know you're right<br />Everything you do is right<br />Everything I do is true<br />Bluebell to hell<br />I want to live in the smallest corner<br />In the densest mind in the fuckmost room<br />And sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings"<br />I know real love<br />You know who you are<br />You're deadmeat motherfucker<br />You don't try to rape a goddess<br />Flys through the air with the greatest disease<br />Takes little pills and calls them trapeze<br />I know you're right<br />Everything you do is right<br />Everything I do is true<br />Bluebell to hell<br />You are so obvious<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle4"></a>"Handsome and Gretel "</span></span></span><br />Gretel said I know what's in your head<br />I vacuumed out my head<br />I know you're feeling bad you fucking bitch you cunthole bitch<br />I thought she meant it yeah<br />She really jacked my head<br />She went and done it<br />Handsome gretel<br />My name is gretel yeah<br />I've got a crotch that talks<br />And talks to all their cocks<br />It's been 12 city blocks you fucking bich<br />Gretel said "oh you feel so bad<br />I know you feel so bad"<br />I thought she meant it<br />Handsome gretel<br />I vacuumed out my head<br />Jumping from bed to bed my name is gretel<br />A soul of metal<br />My name is gretel yeah<br />I've got a sloppy slot<br />Handsome gretel<br />Say violets hang around with toilets and look smack at us<br />And symbolize everything that is disgust and mistrust<br />Licorice eyes<br />Pin me down<br />Thighs<br />Asphixia<br />My thighs are vices yeah<br />He is a stupid man<br />I love him all I can you fucking bitch<br />Addle girl<br />She pulls out all her curls<br />She is a stupid crotch<br />That's been 12 city blocks</span></div><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle5"></a>"Blood"</span></span></span><br />I never thought that you'd explode through my eyes<br />I never ever was amused<br />Dear liver down on your knees<br />I never wanted to be alone<br />Good god<br />I'd love to..<br />I had to<br />I never thought that you'd implode through my mind<br />I always wanted to be infused<br />I lied psychic spy<br />I never wanted to be alone<br />Good god<br />I'd love to..<br />I had to<br />You are real sometimes you are unreal<br />Ceilings peel sometimes<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle6"></a>"Magick Flute "</span></span></span><br />Draggin' my ass around countryside<br />Leave it to you I've got nothing to hide<br />Don't worry<br />I won't touch you<br />Your eyes pierce me<br />And leave me to hang<br />Please touch me<br />And don't worry<br />'cause I'm burning<br />The vein straight to your heart<br />Kick tom upside his head<br />Regretting the things that I've already said<br />Distance captivates me it holds the hook<br />Secrets hold the breath that I never took<br />Lactating eyes looking from my thighs<br />Seeing and wondering what went wrong<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><a name="fontanelle7"></a>"Won't tell"</span></span></span><br />I won't ever tell on you<br />Ever see me do<br />I wait forever for you<br />Figure out your problem with me is you<br />I won't be like you<br />Ever see right through<br />I wait forever for you<br />Figure out your problem with me is you<br />I won't ever tell on you<br />Ever see right through<br />I wait forever for you<br />Figure out your problem with me is you<br />You come running through<br />Figure out your problem with me is you<br />I won't ever tell<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle9"></a>"Spun"</span></span></span><br />I live inside<br />All invited inside<br />Eyes flutter feathers<br />My hairs fair like weather<br />I've blown my recovery<br />Living is nice<br />When you're spun like a kite<br />Sugar and tea and creem<br />Looks like the sea is green with rivalry<br />Now that I know just what you're all about<br />I want out<br />I live inside<br />All invited inside<br />Sugar and tea and cream<br />Looks like the sea is green with rivalry<br />Now that I know just what you're all about<br />I want out<br />Life is real when you're dreaming<br />Life's a dream when you're reeling<br />Now I want out<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><a name="fontanelle11"></a>"Jungle train "</span></span></span><br />Rip strike<br />Let me enter you<br />Entertain center<br />Entertain you<br />With my pain<br />Rip strike<br />Black eyes<br />Your side<br />Capsized<br />Revel and strike<br />Got my love in pocket<br />Gonna hock it for my life<br />Fall short<br />Rip strike<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle12"></a>"Pearl"</span></span></span><br />Little pearl she was this girl<br />Thoughts and notions in a whirl<br />This girl pearl she was pretty quick<br />Found a stick filled it thick with<br />Black sugar shit<br />Ole black glasses spoonful molasses<br />Drinking wine killing time<br />Burn it black with a candle<br />All bent at the handle<br />Devilspit makes me sick<br />Black sugar shit<br />She had a name<br />Her name's insane<br />A little maid picks away at her brain<br />To much disdain<br />Her brain remained<br />To think thoughts all axe and mame and<br />Black sugar shit<br />Off with their heads 'cause I'm staying in bed<br />I'm sick of that blackbird that shrieks in my head<br />Black sugar shit<br />Is shit<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle13"></a>"Real eye"</span></span></span><br />3 seas between us and the very next bus<br />And it takes so long to get there 'cause the now and here is nowhere<br />Heretic-toc goes the easter clock<br />Your friends they're really not<br />I can't take it anymore<br />I realize<br />I real eyes<br />I real eyes your lies are from your own eyes<br />I real eyes<br />3 seized between us and the very next bus<br />Got a 30 dollar pocket built a plank it begs so walk it<br />Every thought is mine or not<br />Just get your fingers off my spot<br />I can't take it anymore<br />I real eyes<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle14"></a>"Mother"</span></span></span><br />Mother<br />This is my life<br />Sister<br />Come and take my life<br />You are obscene and you know it<br />I run from me and it shows<br />That's what you like me for, huh, sister<br />Crawling now on the floor<br />Do you like it<br />Sister<br />Mother<br />This is my life<br />Sister<br />Come and take my life<br />You are obscene and you know it<br />I run from you and it shows<br />That's what you like me for, huh, sister<br />Crawling now on the floor<br />Do you like it<br />Sister<br />You are me<br />You are me<br /></span></div><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="fontanelle15"></a>"Gone"</span></span></span><br />Now I live with nothing to give<br />'cause it's gone<br />Here I stand at your command<br />'cause it's gone<br />Now I stand with you at hand<br />Now I live with nothing to give<br />'cause it's gone<br />Now I stand with you underhand<br />'cause it's gone</span></div><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=6709507905816059736#fontanelle0">..^..</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-6709507905816059736?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-43661707618125537062008-08-21T09:15:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:01:03.765-07:00<a name="spanking0"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Spanking machine</span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://sd-1.archive-host.com/membres/images/4297593785465010/coverabc/bitspankingmachine.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking11">1. Swamp Pussy 2:22</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking1">2. He's My Thing 2:57</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking2">3. Vomit Heart 2:48</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking3">4. Never 3:13</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking4">5.  Boto(w)rap 2:30</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking5">6. Dogg 3:48</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking6">7. Pain In My Heart 3:57</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking7">8. Lashes 3:45</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking8">9. You're Right 3:05</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking9">10. Dust Cake Boy 3:28</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking10">11. Fork Down Throat 3:51</a></div></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking11"></a>"Swamp Pussy"</span></span></span><br />Why do you make me feel so bad?<br />Why do you bother to act so sad?<br />Well, you created it<br />You created it<br />I believed in it<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist<br />Raise your raise your cup<br />And struggle<br />Struggle<br />You got to struggle<br />Make your toast to all your trouble<br />You got trouble<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist<br />I swear....<br />Crossroad<br />Crossroads yourself to death<br />And carve the wellworn path a deep gravel red<br />Cease to exist for christmas less ness<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist<br />Cease to exist on your christmas list<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking1"></a>"He's my thing "</span></span></span><br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />He's my thing<br />I kept for myself and not for you<br />He's my thing I kept for myself and nobody else<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />Walks around in her boyfriends clothes<br />Nobody knows<br />She goes<br />She goes<br />Where she goes<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />He's my thing<br />He's my thing<br />I keep on a hook<br />Keep on a hook<br />She goes<br />She goes where she goes<br />He's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around?<br />Well he's my thing<br />Stay away from my thing<br />Why don't you get your own one around<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking2"></a>"Vomit Heart "</span></span></span><br />Well I wear the same face as you<br />And you share my sick point of view<br />But I do hate you<br />Vomit my heart<br />Pull my head apart<br />Vomit my heart<br />Pull my legs apart<br />Mad pilot fly high to the sky<br />Just to<br />Tear off their arms<br />Tear off their arms<br />With carousel charm<br />Well I wear the same face as you<br />And you share my sick point of view<br />But I still hate you<br />Vomit my heart<br />Pull my head apart<br />Vomit my heart<br />Pull my legs apart<br />I wear the same face as you<br />And you share my sick point of view<br />But I still love you<br />My my brains a carnival all aflame<br />Cause your not the same<br />Its all rearranged<br />But I do love you<br />Vomit my heart<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking3"></a>"Never"</span></span></span><br />Blind your mind<br />So tears will melt<br />Numb the place<br />Where pain is<br />Well never<br />No never<br />Well never<br />Take a bow<br />Before you fall<br />See you crawl<br />Never<br />No never<br />Well never<br />Gutter saint<br />Save my life<br />Too much time<br />Yeah this is mine<br />Well I never<br />No never<br />Well I never<br />Take a bow<br />Before you fall<br />See you crawl<br />I see you crawl<br />See you crawl<br />Well I never<br />No never<br />Well I never<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking4"></a>"Boto(w)rap"</span></span></span><br />Shake this ground well of hate<br />This is why i rot away<br />This is why i rot away today<br />Cause you wear this mistake that you make<br />That mostly that you make<br />I said why?<br />Why?<br />Why?<br />You have to try<br />Shake<br />Should you shake well of hate<br />This is why i rot away<br />Call this kettle black<br />This is why i ricochet<br />Jack he built his house on sand<br />And mud slides<br />I said why?<br />Why?<br />Why?<br />You have to try<br />Quake<br />Shake shake with hate<br />This is why i rot away today<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking5"></a>"Dogg"</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And why?<br />Every time the fire is burning<br />I pull away the kindling<br />Pour gasoline on fire<br />On fire* and why?<br />Always got to do that thing<br />Do that thing to me<br />To me<br />And why?<br />Everytime you're smiling<br />You smile from ear to ear<br />Mine is upside down<br />Up up side down<br />Upside down* and why?<br />Always got to do that thing<br />Do that thing to me<br />And why?<br />Everytime you're drowning<br />You're sinking under water<br />I put my hand down to you<br />And pull me right under<br />Right under with you<br />And why?<br />Always got to do that thing<br />Do that thing to me<br />And why?<br />Everytime the sun is shining<br />It shines so bright<br />So bright<br />I can't find sky<br />And why?<br />Always got to do that thing<br />Do that thing to me</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking6"></a>"Pain in my heart"</span></span></span><br />Why?<br />Why did you leave me<br />When I was still inside of you<br />You search every sky<br />But all the stars are inside of me<br />Well I said* why did you leave me<br />When I was still inside of you<br />Who are you fooling<br />You're transparent to me<br />Go inside now<br />Why did you leave me<br />Go inside my darling<br />You're guise has fallen<br />Fry<br />Fucking fry<br />Fucking fry<br />Fucking fry<br />Fucking fry<br />Fucking<br />My blue boyfriend<br />Why<br />Why did you leave me<br />When I was still inside of you<br />Well I said<br />Fry<br />Fucking fry<br />Fucking<br />My blue boyfriend<br />Believe me<br />I'm still inside of you<br />Who are you fooling<br />Well I said<br />Why did you leave me<br />When I was still inside of you<br />Why?<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking7"></a>"Lashes"</span></span></span><br />She screams sweet hell<br />In her old white nightie<br />With rips and tears she's too aware<br />See through big black bombs<br />That explode on chickens<br />All the while she thickens<br />From<br />Cracks in the mortar<br />Cracks in the mortal<br />Babys got ruby jewel lashes<br />That'll whip your spine<br />I see you grew into<br />That stiff gray suit they've sewn for you<br />Scrub you clean<br />Now you forget what you mean<br />Wimpworm completely thick<br />Its you who makes me sick<br />With a great old brick and mortar<br />Cracks in the mortar<br />Cracks in the mortal<br />Cracks in the mortar<br />Babys got ruby jewel lashes<br />That'll whip your spine<br />Every time she blinks<br />Makes me sink into ruby<br />Ruby* ruby jewel lashes<br />So I put on my best sunday dress<br />And I waltz straight into this mess of mine* posing as a guest<br />Or something much less<br />Than a crazy old doll in a crazy old dress<br />Cracks in the mortar<br />Cracks in the mortal<br />Cracks in the mortar<br />Babys got ruby jewel lashes<br />That'll whip your spine<br />Well the thin moon sugar<br />It shines like a wino<br />The thin moon sugar it shines like a wino for me<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking8"></a>"You're right"</span></span></span><br />Desperate digging for conviction<br />Harbouring a false shame<br />Desperate digging for conviction<br />Harbouring a false shame<br />Well I guess you're right<br />Well I guess you're right<br />You said you're right right?<br />I guess you're right<br />Well I guess you're right<br />You're right* Alright<br />Suffering on the house that Jack built<br />On a foundation of mud slides<br />Suffering on the house that Jack built<br />On a foundation of mud slides<br />Well I guess he's right<br />Well I guess he's right<br />Well I guess he's right, right?<br />He's always right<br />Well I guess you win<br />You're right, alright<br />Why is it you're always right<br />Right<br />Well I guess you're right.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking9"></a>"Dust cake boy"</span></span></span><br />Every little simple seam scratches across my skinn<br />Soft gravel scratches across my scab<br />Hey lovely makes this water red<br />Oh my soul* there's a hole<br />Oh my soul<br />Send psychic messages you can't even here<br />From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear<br />Sugar sweet cinnamon never even been mixed<br />We both drag our jesus hair around<br />Oh my soul<br />There's a hole<br />Oh my soul<br />Dust cake boy<br />Wow he wavers me something<br />God he wavers me something<br />Wow he fucks real mean<br />She screams out your name cause she swears to be mine<br />Cause the crystaly cut him into tragedy<br />You're staring at something you're never gonnasee<br />Take your small eyes away from me<br />Oh my soul<br />There's a hole<br />Oh my soul<br />Dust cake boy<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="spanking10"></a>"Fork down throat"</span></span></span><br />Take your fucking fork<br />And shove it down your own throat<br />And stop pretending to to try to be<br />That infamous stupid raincoat<br />Well I dare to confess<br />Cause there's an army with me<br />Nine oceans away<br />Don't even bother me<br />Well I can't believe it<br />Things are building from memories they guard<br />And still you're getting in my way<br />Get out of my way<br />Nine oceans away<br />Don't even bother me<br />I can't believe it<br />Gaze awe vision from my incision<br />Starved skinny little man<br />Don't even bother me<br />I can't believe it<br />Gaze awe vision from my incision<br />Starved skinny little jack<br />Face up<br />Catholic black<br />You're a writer<br />You better write quick<br />Cause your papers on fire</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=4366170761812553706#spanking0">..^..</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-4366170761812553706?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4524636446444255443.post-13740619766978928342008-08-21T09:06:00.000-07:002008-09-12T15:01:25.343-07:00<a name="against0"></a><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Info </span></span><a href="http://rebelgirlz.blogspot.com/2008/08/against-spirits.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">here</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">içi</span></span></span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Against the spirits</span></span></span><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://sd-4.archive-host.com/membres/images/miniatures/4297593785465010/coverabc/against7_thumb.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against1">1. Beneath the remains</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against2">2. Time to rise</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against3">3. Broken promises</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against4">4. Still believe</a><br /></div><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="against1"></a>"Beneath the remains"</span></span></span><br />You're still in front of the mirror, looking for the answers you need.<br />You're still living in the past, beneath the remains of your life.<br />Hearing echoes in your head, dictates you how to live.<br />Praying hands waiting for the light of salvation.<br />It's up to you, to make it real or lick your wounds.<br />It's up to you, to make it real or live forever in pain.<br />Strife for the better, or be lost forever<br />Struggle to rise, or be lost forever<br />It's up to you, to make it real or lick your wounds.<br />It's up to you, to make it real or live forever in pain.<br />Forgiveness (x2)<br />This poisoned burden, breaking your soul into a thousand pieces.<br />Spreading your arms while looking to the sky, waiting for redemption<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against0">..^..</a><br /></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="against2"></a>"Time to rise"</span></span></span><br />Screaming at a wall, you refuse to listen. Your mind is fuckin´closed.<br />Denying change you put yourself in a dead end.<br />Now is your time to rise!!<br />Consumed by sorrow and regret, but too proud to change.<br />You bury your head in the sand.<br />Now is your time to rise!!<br />How can you be so blind? Why are you closing your eyes?<br />You have got the answers you need.<br />Demons in your head, demons is your heart.<br />You don´t fight for yourself.<br />No struggle, no heart, beaten by destiny.<br />Never trying, hard enough, playing the victim, ignoring your worth.<br />I´m just sick of your fuckin games. (x2)<br />Now is your time to rise!!<br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against0">..^..</a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="against3"></a>"Broken promises"</span></span></span><br />You kiss goodbye to your past, as you leave behind what once keep you alive.<br />I can´t believe what you fuckin´become.<br />Where are your words? Where are your dreams?<br />Where is your ambition to be free?<br />Where is your heart that makes you life beat?<br />Souls once on fire, now turned into ice.<br />You kiss goodbye to your past, as you leave behind what once keep you alive.<br />I can´t believe what you fuckin´become.<br />Where are your words? Where are your dreams?<br />Where is your ambition to be free?<br />Where is your heart that makes you life beat?Souls once on fire, now turned into ice. It´s your choice!! (coros x2)<br />Souls once on fire, now turned into ice. (x2)<br />You kiss goodbye to your past, as you leave behind what once keep you alive.<br />I can´t believe what you fuckin´become.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against0">..^..</a><br /></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><a name="against4"></a>"Still Believe"</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Open your mind and your heart,<br />will you learn something from this?<br />The worth of this effort, the path set<br />will you learn something from it?<br />A place for the kids that never fit, in a world that want us down<br />We search for our own way, not afraid of what others think.<br />Just trying to be ourselves, refusing all the lies<br />Speaking our minds, we stood apart from the rest<br />No matter what it gets in our way<br />this is something we can hold<br />No matter what it gets in our way<br />this is something we can trust<br />This means so much to me, i still believe, i still believe...<br />Don't fall short, put all your heart in this<br />Don't fall short, put all your blood in this (x2)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4524636446444255443&amp;postID=1374061976697892834#against0">..^..</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4524636446444255443-1374061976697892834?l=lyricsgirlz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>akira800noreply@blogger.com0