Jouw favoriete songtekst

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 17:50 schreef Mtijn het volgende:
Plaats hier je favoriete songtekst!
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Lost The Faith

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Caught without an Umberella ( van Spearhead) heeft veel raakvlakken, net als Don't give up on me van Solomon Burke...

De helft van Jamiroquai's teksten kan ik zo als mijn soundtrack of life gebruiken, Lenny Kravitz heeft ook wel leuk werk...

En nog velen meer...

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T:)Ach motormeisje achter op de motor
Bij een grote sterke kerel daar zit jij
Ach motormeisje ik weet hij is veel groter,
en met hem is alles stoerder dan met mij

Maar motormeisje ik wil met je praten
en je dingen leren die je nog niet kent
ach motormeisje heb toch in de gaten
dat je gebruikt wordt door zo'n primitieve vent

Motormeisje ik wil je niet veranderen
nee dat ik niet waar, ik wil het eigenlijk wel
in mijn ogen ben anders dan de anderen 
een dame, geen sloerie of een del

(S+T:)Geef me je hand,
ga met me mee,
naar een parelwit strand
en een helblauwe zee

naar vlonkelde sterren en een ondergaande zon
en 's avonds samen stil genieten van de maan op het balkon
na zalige dineetjes in prachtig restaurant
waar al violen spelen en het kaarslicht vredig brandt

Een groepje naakte dwergen zingt een liedje in de straat
beleidt door een mongool die met een pan op zijn voorhoofd slaat
Ten midden van dit alles kijk ik je even aan
en dan voelen we allebei dat het nooit voorbij zal gaan

Ach motormeisje ik zal je wel nooit krijgen
daar heb ik me ook wel bij neer gelegd
ach motormeisje laat ik ook maar zwijgen
ik heb eigenlijk al veel te veel gezegd

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I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of 'It's over'
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
(3X)

(Big B)
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

(Bizzy Bone)
And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when the 1999 rewinds, you didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nauseatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, I thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, aboard the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more

(Bridge-Big B)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So I'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(Hook-Big B) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(Flesh Bone)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Here we go, roll up some more Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends llello
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without Satan hatin,
and all enemies to hell, I'm sendin them

(Hook)

(Layzie Bone)
Everyday the devil at me
And I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The Lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, Stew D, PD, Freaky G
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, Generation X
With the AIDS epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And I know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost Eazy, then we lost Pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
with the thuggish, ruggish, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Tryna' get prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today, Im'a try an change the world

(Hook) 2x

(Wish Bone)
You need a lesson you can love our rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
Now I got my guns, better arm yourselfs
Most don't know what to do, if you don't know what to do
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Thugs like me where I come from

GEWELDIG

maar heb 2 nummers 1 namelijk

Creed: Higher
Creed: My sacrifise

meesterlijk gewoon

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 18:02 schreef IdlersDream het volgende:
Sympathy for the devil van the stones

GEWELDIG

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Ik vergeet Everlast te vermelden met What it's like

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Skull-splitter op 02-11-2003 18:09]

If I leave here tomorrow
would you still remember me
For I must be travelling on now
there's too many places I gotta see

And if I stay here with you girl
things just wouldn't be the same
For I'm as free as a bird now
and this bird you cannot change
and the bird you cannot change
and the bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

Bye bye it's been sweet love
though this feeling I can't change
Please don't take it so badly
Lord knows I must play

And if I stay here with you girl
things just couldn't be the same
For I'm as free as a bird now
and this bird you cannot change
and the bird you cannot change
and the bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

zal wel de bindingsangst in mij zijn waarom ik dit nummer goed vind

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 18:15 schreef El_Catalan het volgende:
Gary Jules-Mad World

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I slumber throught my years.
Like the desert moves with the wind.
Frozen and flickering, the lustful year
has met its end.
A wanderer I am indeed...
the son of the moon...
and I will carry mountains soon.
A burden I was for those who woke the sun
I threw their masks away, lit my torches,
and burned their eyes...

Forgiven I never was.

But I will carry mountains soon.
A burden, is it not?

Kneeling I chose my faith,
while they lit the sun, and flew naked and blind
over my desert fields.

Posession
by Sarah McLachlan

Listen as the wind blows
From across the great divide
Voices trapped in yearning
Memories trapped in time
The night is my companion
And solitude my guide
Would I spend forever here,
and not be satisfied?

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take you're breath away
And after I'd
Wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear

Through this world I stumble
So many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word
to find the truth enslaved
Oh, you speak to me in riddles
and you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after I'd
wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes, dear

Into this night I wander
It's morning that I dread
Another day of knowing of
The path I fear to tread
Oh, into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride
Cause' nothing stands between us here
And I won't be denied

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after I'd
Wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear
I'll hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after I'd
Wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes

Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Her lace spread out before me, as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...

Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine

Saul Williams feat Krust -- Coded Language

Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic
community to its drum woven past
Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling mathematicians to
calculate the ever changing distance between rock and stardom.
Whereas the velocity of the spinning vinyl, cross-faded, spun backwards, and
re-released at the same given moment of recorded history , yet at a
different moment in time's continuum has allowed history to catch up with
the present.

We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating or
anticipating modes of ultra-violence inflicted psychologically or physically
or depicting an unchanging rule of events will hence forth be seen as
retro-active and not representative of the individually determined is.

Furthermore, as determined by the collective consciousness of this state of
being and the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular
manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased
by a number no less than 70 percent of the current enlisted as vocal
aggressors.

Motherfuckers better realize, now is the time to self-actualize
We have found evidence that hip hops standard 85 rpm when increased by a
number as least half the rate of it's standard or decreased at ¾ of it's
speed may be a determining factor in heightening consciousness.

Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the
unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth.

Equate rhyme with reason, Sun with season

Our cyclical relationship to phenomenon has encouraged scholars to erase the
centers of periods, thus symbolizing the non-linear character of cause and
effect
Reject mediocrity!

Your current frequencies of understanding outweigh that which as been given
for you to understand.
The current standard is the equivalent of an adolescent restricted to the
diet of an infant.
The rapidly changing body would acquire dysfunctional and deformative
symptoms and could not properly mature on a diet of apple sauce and crushed
pears
Light years are interchangeable with years of living in darkness.
The role of darkness is not to be seen as, or equated with, Ignorance, but
with the unknown, and the mysteries of the unseen.

Thus, in the name of:
ROBESON, GOD'S SON, HURSTON, AHKENATON, HATHSHEPUT, BLACKFOOT, HELEN,
LENNON, KHALO, KALI, THE THREE MARIAS, TARA, LILITHE, LOURDE, WHITMAN,
BALDWIN, GINSBERG, KAUFMAN, LUMUMBA, GHANDI, GIBRAN, SHABAZZ, SIDDHARTHA,
MEDUSA, GUEVARA, GUARDSIEFF, RAND, WRIGHT, BANNEKER, TUBMAN, HAMER, HOLIDAY,
DAVIS, COLTRANE, MORRISON, JOPLIN, DUBOIS, CLARKE, SHAKESPEARE, RACHMNINOV,
ELLINGTON, CARTER, GAYE, HATHOWAY, HENDRIX, KUTL, DICKERSON, RIPPERTON,
MARY, ISIS, THERESA, PLATH, RUMI, FELLINI, MICHAUX, NOSTRADAMUS, NEFERTITI,
LA ROCK, SHIVA, GANESHA, YEMAJA, OSHUN, OBATALA, OGUN, KENNEDY, KING, FOUR
LITTLE GIRLS, HIROSHIMA, NAGASAKI, KELLER, BIKO, PERONE, MARLEY, COSBY,
SHAKUR, THOSE STILL AFLAMED, AND THE COUNTLESS UNNAMED

We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter.
We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun.
We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us.
We are determining the future at this very moment.
We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone
Our music is our alchemy
We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full
of minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down
supply the percussion factor of forever.
If you must count to keep the beat then count.
Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious.
Curve you circles counterclockwise
Use your cipher to decipher, Coded Language, man made laws.
Climb waterfalls and trees, commune with nature, snakes and bees.
Let your children name themselves and claim themselves as the new day for
today we are determined to be the channelers of these changing frequencies
into songs, paintings, writings, dance, drama, photography, carpentry,
crafts, love, and love.
We enlist every instrument: Acoustic, electronic.
Every so-called race, gender, and sexual preference.
Every per-son as beings of sound to acknowledge their responsibility to
uplift the consciousness of the entire fucking World.
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain
Any utterance will be un-aimed, will be disclaimed - two rappers slain

Smile, without a reason why
Love, as if you were a child,
Smile, no matter what they tell you
Don't listen to a word they say
Cause life is beautiful that way.

Tears, a tidal wave of tears
Light, that slowly disappears
Wait, before you close the curtain
There is still another game to play
And life is beautiful that way

Here with his eyes forevermore
I will always be as close as you
remember from before
Now that you're out there on your own
Remember what is real and
what we dream is love alone

Keep the laughter in you eyes
Soon your long awaited prize
We'll forget about our sorrows
And think about a brighter day
Cause life is beautiful that way.

We'll forget about our sorrows
And think about a brighter day,
Cause life is beautiful that way
There's still another game to play
And life is beautiful that way.

Gently, my mind escapes into the relaxing
world of pleasure, a pleasure that'll take
my mind off the reality of my life,
my past life... life as I know it now.

And whatever may come, it slowly
disappears to somewhere in the back
of my mind. It will remain there,
until I wish to retrieve it.

Yes, I will stay here for a while,
for I need the break. A break from the
pressures of life, and everything
that lays in the palm of life's hands.

This mode is incredible. It's out of
this world. Too bad I must always leave it...
... but that's life.

So fucking what!

Well I've been to Hastings,
and I've been to Brighton.
I've been to Eastport too.
So what.
So what.
And I've been here,
I've been there.
I've been everying fucking where.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

Well I've fucked a queen.
I've fucked fucked.
I've even sucked an old man's cock.
So what.
So what.
And I've fucked a sheep.
I've fucked a goat.
I rammed my cock right down his throat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

And I've drunk that,
I've drunk this.
I've spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what.
So what.
I've had scank,
I've have speed.
I've jacked up until I bleed.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

I've had crabs,
I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice.
So what.
So what.
I've fucked this,
I've fucked that.
I've even fucked a school girl's twat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what you boring little fuck.

Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

So fucking what!
Yeah!

Jumpdafuckup!

Muthafucka u don't understand
All my hate!
Muthafucka u don't understand
All my rage!
Muthafucka u don't understand
All my pain!
Muthafucka u don't understand...

You seem to sever all my frequencies
I'm tethered to your energies
And everything turns inside out
I can't be killed but I'm not too proud

Maybe you would like to peek through the curtain
At the same mistake you know you always make
But...all I really want to know is
Are you gonna lay the fuck back down
Or jump da fuck up?

Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me
Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit
Open up your eyes and fucking see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get da fuck up, stand da fuck up
Back da fuck up

All this is making things a bit insane
And I don't care who stares or stays
The only thing that matters is
Will you reach out if you can't resist?

Maybe you don't give a shit for the rest of us
But if you do, the time is now, if it ever was
If you're gonna fight, whatcha gonna do?
Jump da fuck up!

How dare you single out my honesty
Compare me to your travesties
I only want to see you fight
The darkness you wanna live your life by

And if you're gonna quit
I don't give a shit
What the fuck, I'm a Mack truck
Are you gonna give up like a bitch
Or jump da fuck up?

Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me
Walking in da streets and looking at all this shit
Open up your eyes and fucking see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get da fuck up, stand da fuck up
Muthafuckaaaaaaaarrggghhhh

I'm a self-destructive piece of shit
Smear me in
I don't owe you a goddamn thing
This life has never had the swing
I don't wanna be immortal or legend or anything
Cuz the longer I'm alive, the better off you'll be
Get ready for epitome, come on and pity me...
Will you kill me if I say please?

I'm the same old reasons not to try
What the hell
Beat to death with a shovel and a new smell
Come and get me, mom would never let me do it
I'm ruined, I don't want anything from you
Cuz I've got nothing left to prove, c'mon
My time, everything feels fine, goodbye
Killing from the inside

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 18:17 schreef Thomas B. het volgende:
Doodsimpele tekst maar hij heeft voor mij een beetje een dubbele betekenis gekregen. Stellar van Incubus

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mijn favouriete nummer (met een knipoog):
't vrouwtje van de hardheid

Het vrouwtje

][het vrouwtje wil een pets
het vrouwtje wil ouderwets
ze moet niet zo zeiken
het mannetje wil televisie kijken
het vrouwtje wil een pets
het vrouwtje wil harde seks
ze wil weer eens van bil
maar het mannetje wil pils

het vrouwtje wil een pets, ja ze wil weer ouderwets
ze wil weer eens van bil maar het mannetje, wil pils

het vrouwtje wil een pets
het vrouwtje ligt alleen op bed
ze voelt zich nogal eenzaam
het mannetje kijkt haar nooit meer aan
het vrouwtje wil een pets
het vrouwtje ze is gekwetst
ze is pissig ze is boos
het mannetje heeft haar verwaarloosd

het vrouwtje is boos, ja het vrouwtje is kwaad
ze voelt zich verwaarloosd, ze zint op wraak

het vrouwtje pakt een mes
het mannetje zit nog aan de fles
het vrouwtje zint op wraak
ze ramt hem met een koevoet op zijn kaak
het vrouwtje pakt het mes
Het mannetje is outgepast
Het vrouwtje hakt voor straf
Zijn piemel en zn ballen eraf][

gnagna

Where Were You
(Alan Jackson)

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Working on some stage in LA
Did you stand there in shock at the site of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry

Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below

Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue
The heroes who died just doing what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself to what really matters

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her
Did you dust off that bible at home
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Speak with some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

The greatest is love
The greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day

You tell me what will become of us?
Are the lines so drawn and the stage so set,
That as we age what reamins is burdened sufferance?
My mortality looms in its visage is doom,
And it's speaking to me alone.
The years will unfold but what is the use?
In solitude I'm left to atone.

The sins of my past are returning to gnaw at my core,
The scars I have left and those that have been left on me.
My purpose in life, is it unfair to assume I have one?
I'm not fooling myself, what now awaits is a nightmarish end.

What I'm saying, do you understand?
Do you know what it's like to feel inadequate?
And the future ahead has no place for you,
As if you ever thought it did...
Alone in my shell, if I come out I'll die,
I don't want to escape though I should.
No, just leave me alone, *I don't want your help!!! *
Yeah, if you could ease my pain you would... (right!)

No, you don't even know me!
And your words of comfort fall upon deaf and frightened ears,
I lament my bitter fate, lachrymation upon examining my fears.
I've built a fortress around my soul, impregnable the door,
I refuse to admit you to my netherworld.
You're correct, I've absolved my self-control,
This spiraled course depression has me on.

AGONY!
I'M A STUDY IN DESPAIR, DOMINEERED BY THE PROMISE OF AGONY!
AND THE HAPPINESS IS BOUND, AND THE HOPELESSNESS IS FOUND.
I'M IN AGONY!!!
CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND, DESPONDENCY COMMANDS MY AGONY!
and I'm waiting to die alone...

As I'm drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams,
A chilling descent into a phobic hell,
Insanity's blade performs it's correctional surgery.
Impending doom in this blackened room, I can give this all away.
It's all so easy to capitulate, Nothing is making me stay...

Retreating within and hiding behind my wall.
Dealing without, there's no escape from this moribund state.
Awaiting deep sleep, we don't care if I don't wake.
In darkness' hands though terrified, I feel safe.

I don't fit into the scheme of things!
These years as an outcast are quickly wearing thin.
My carefree days are a thing of the past,
And I welcome the fact that I'm coming to an end.
Melancholy, my bride, I devote unto thee,
My, breath, my mind and my soul.
As silence washes over me, I've never been so tired, so cold...

Confusion seizes unto me,
Manacled and beaten, chained up by it's frozen vice.
This is killing me, but my mind is set, and I'm too weak to fight.
Have you any idea what it's like to want to die?
Then you will know from where I speak.
This winter in my soul,
This winter in my soul...

AGONY!
I'M A STUDY IN DESPAIR, DOMINEERED BY THE PROMISE OF AGONY!
AND THE HAPPINESS IS BOUND, AND THE HOPELESSNESS IS FOUND.
I'M IN AGONY!!!
CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND, DESPONDENCY COMMANDS MY AGONY!
and I want to be left alone...

Yet again, I have no answers,
The confusion of my fate takes it's toll.
Symbolically speaking, what's another life
That lists "ending itself" as its one and only goal?
I've examined my options and I see nothing in my sight,
Is there an avenue I've yet to explore?
As of now, I'm decided I have nothing to live for...

Defeated, alone, yet you laugh at the state I'm in!
I can't help what I am, but you think this is all in my head.
I'm not asking for help, but I want you to understand,
That I'm going away, you guess if I'm coming back.

You wish I had a will to live?
This condition I'm in didn't happen overnight.
I've hated myself for an eternity,
Now I finally feel that I'm doing something right.
As darkness descends I behold the Candlemass,
I seek intimacy with death.
Again, you're correct, these feelings will pass,
When my memory is all you have left.

My life has metamorphosed,
Into a marriage of the twisted and macabre.
I'm sitting here now feeling the effects of my words,
Trying to see a reason why I should go on.
I have to wonder, do I still believe in God?
'Cause God no longer believes in me.
I lay myself down for my final peace,
I welcome Death, my spirit is free...

AGONY!
I'M A STUDY IN DESPAIR, DOMINEERED BY THE PROMISE OF AGONY!
AND THE HAPPINESS IS BOUND, AND THE HOPELESSNESS IS FOUND.
I'M IN AGONY!!!
CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND, DESPONDENCY COMMANDS MY AGONY!
and I'm pleading to die alone...

Ave, Crucisalus

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 23:34 schreef Vava het volgende:
Noa - Life Is Beautiful
tekst

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Mijn favoriet:

Spearhead - Oh my God

Oh-my, oh-my God!
out here mama they got us livin' suicide
singin' oh-my, oh-my God!
out here mama they got us livin' genocide

Slam bam I come unseen
but like gasoline you can tell I'm in the tank
like money in the bank
I smell appealing, but I'm toxic, can send ya reeling
without an inklin', keep ya thinkin'
'cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead
fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin' nothin's wrong
sellin' firewater but outlawing the bong
still believing the system is workin'
while half of my people are still outta workin'
anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats
of judges and juries from 'Frisco to Jersey
threats and protests politicians mob debts
trumped up charges and phoney arrests
stage a lethal injection, the night before the election
'cause he got donations from the prison guard's union
(chorus)

Listen in to my stethoscope on a rope
international lullabies, human cries
thumps and silence, the language of violence
algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic
you can make a life longer, but you can't save it
you can make a clone an then you try to enslave it?
stealin' DNA samples from the onborn
and then you comin' after us
'cause we sampled a James Brown horn?
scientists who's God is progress
a four-headed sheep is their latest project
the CIA runnin' like that Jones from Indiana
but they still won't talk about that (Jim) Jones
(People's Temple mass suicide) in Guyana
This ain't no cartoon
no one slips on bananas
do you really think that that car killed Diana
hell I shot Ronald Reagan, I shot JFK,
I slept with Marilyn (Monroe) she sung me happy birthday
singin'
(chorus)

Well politicians got lipstick on the collar
the whole media started to holler
but I don't give a fuck who they screwin' in private
I wanna know who they screwin' in public
robbin', cheatin', stealin'
white collar criminal
McDonald eatin', you deserve a beatin'
send you home a weepin', with a fat bill for your
Caribbean weekend
for just about anything they can bust us
false advertising sayin' "halls of Justice''
you tellin' the youth don't be so violent
then you drop bombs on every single continent
mandatory minimum sentencin'
'cause he got caught with a pocket fulla medicine
do that again another ten up in the pen
I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution
singin'

Join in my
Join in my child
and listen ...
Digging through
My old numb shadow

My shadow's
Shedding skin
and I've been picking
scabs again.
I'm down
digging through
my old muscles
for a clue.
I've been crawling on my belly
clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
and insecure delusions
for a piece to cross me over
or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding
in my shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's
shedding skin.
I've been picking
my scabs again.

Join in my
Join in my child,
my shadow moves,
closer to me

I've been crawling on my belly
clearing out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic,
insecure delusions.
I wanna feel the change consume me,
feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
cleansing I've endured in,
my shadow.
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I,
choose to live and to,
grow,
take and give and to,
move,
learn and love and to,
cry,
kill and die and to,
be,
paranoid and to,
lie,
hate and fear and to,
do,
what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to,
lie,
kill and give and to,
die,
learn and love and to,
do,
what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,
stretching up and over me
soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way by
stepping through my shadow,
coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two
are just ahead of me.

Jackal, aches for pain beyond me
Bestiality beckons - The anger set free
For there is no pain greater than thine
For there is no gain but the fury inside

Desolated since derived
Torn screaming from the gaping wound

Always be cherished
The grandeur of melancholy
Outward reprisal
Swear by your throne

Fallen words shall grieve thee
The grandeur of melancholy

Frailty, thy name is weakness
Vengeance, thy name is pain
Storm through the still glowing night
Ember eyes beyond reason shall see

Flee from the safety of the sheltering sky
See all but logic, so vengeance shall be
The grandeur of melancholy burning... oh burning

Charge into uncertainty's promised land

Always and never
Your are the nail

Cursed, cursed
Oh essence of the night guide me
Cursed, cursed
Oh sweet revenge heal me
Frailty, thy name is weakness
Vengeance, thy name is pain
The nail

Jackal, aches for pain beyond me
The storm that now grabs me
Is the storm of my soul
For there is no pain greater than mine
For there is no gain but the fury inside

Once so bereaved
And ever so suppressed
Charge and split up the anger
Wake up the jackal
Let out his wrath

Always and never
He spoke of his pain
Always and never
You are the nail

Always be cherished
The grandeur of melancholy
Always and never
You are the nail

Metallica - Mama Said

Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
son, your lifes an open book
Dont close it fore its done
the brightest flame burns quickest
Thats what I heard her say
A sons heart sowed to mother
But I must find my way

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Yeah, still

Rebel, mind your last name
Wild blood in my veins
They bring strings around my neck
The mark that still remains
Left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness
But what is said is done

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still

Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that Ill take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that Ill take to my grave
So let this heart be still

Mama, now Im coming home
Im not all you wished of me
A mothers love for her son
Spoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
Not a thing you said to me
I needed your arms to welcome me
But, a cold stones all I see

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still

Let my heart go
Mama, let my heart go
You never let my heart go
So let this heart be still

Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that Ill take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness that Ill take to my grave
Let this heart be still

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Op zondag 2 november 2003 18:15 schreef El_Catalan het volgende:
Gary Jules-Mad World

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Nu hoef je nooit je jas meer aan te trekken
en te hopen dat je licht het doet.
Laat buiten de stormwind nu maar razen in het donker
want binnen is het warm en licht en goed.
Hand in hand naar buiten kijken waar de regen valt.
Ik zie het vuur van hoop en twijfel in je ogen
en ik ken je diepste angst.

Want je kunt niets zeker weten en alles gaat voorbij.
Maar ik geloof, ik geloof, ik geloof,
ik geloof, ik geloof in jou en mij.

En als je 's morgens opstaat ben ik bij je
en misschien heb ik al thee gezet.
En als de zon schijnt buiten gaan we lopen door de duinen
en als het regent gaan we terug in bed.
Uren langzaam wakker worden, zwevend door de tijd,
ik zie het licht door de gordijnen en ik weet:
het verleden geeft geen zekerheid.

Want je kunt niets zeker weten...

Ik doe de lichten uit en de kamer wordt nu donker,
een straatlantaarn buiten geeft wat licht.
En de dingen in de kamer worden vrienden die gaan slapen,
de stoelen staan te wachten op het ontbijt.
En morgen word ik wakker met de geur van brood en honing,
de glans van het gouden zonlicht in jouw haar.
En de dingen in de kamer, ik zeg ze welterusten,
vanavond gaan we slapen en morgen zien we wel.

Maar de dingen in de kamer zouden levenloze dingen zijn zonder jou.
En je kunt niets zeker weten, want alles gaat voorbij.
Maar ik geloof, ik geloof, ik geloof,
ik geloof, ik geloof in jou en mij.
Ik geloof, ik geloof, ik geloof,
ik geloof, ik geloof in jou en mij.

En je kunt niets zeker weten...

Here I sit and watch my world come crumbling down
I cry for help but no one's around
Silently screaming as I bang my head against the wall
It seems like no one cares at all

Always an emotion, but how can I explain; how can I explain?
Kind of like the scent of a rose, with words I can't explain, the same with my pain
Caught up in emotion, goes over my head; goes over my head!
Sometimes I got to think to myself is this life or death, am I living or am I dead

The clock keeps ticking, but nothing else seems to change
Problems never solved, just rearranged
And when I think about all the times that I've had
Some were good most were bad

I search for personality and I look for things I cannot see
Love and peace flash through my mind; pain and hate is all I find
Find no hope in nothing new and I never had a dream come true
Lies and hate and agony; thru my eyes that's all I see

If I'm gonna cry, will you wipe away my tears?
And if I'm gonna die, Lord please take away my fear
Before I drown in sorrow, I just want to say;
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today

Today today; when I can't even smile today
Today today; when I can't even smile today
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today

You think it's so funny...
...laugh at this!

So when I look outside my room
I see the world, but not the reason
What is done to me is not fair
You call it fair I call it treason
But I don't know what to do
Give me a sign I'll take whatever
But if you want me here I am
Ain't gonna die forever

And I tried to hold ya
But you just turned away
And I tried to tell ya
But not a word I say
I cried out so loudly
But you just covered your ears
I gave you all the signs,
but you ignored my tears

So if you want me here I am
I sit here waiting for your decision
But my body fights my mind
I headed straight for a collision
So am I getting near or am I still
Looking in all the wrong places
But the only thing that seems to change
Are the looks on the faces...

Doesn't anyone...seems like no one cares at all
I search for personality and look for things I cannot see
Does anyone even care at all?
Love and peace flash through my mind; pain and hate is all I find
Seems like no one cares at all
Find no hope in nothing new and I never had a dream come true
Does anyone even care at all?
Lies and hate and agony; thru my eyes that's all I see
Seems like no one cares at all

How will I laugh tomorrow?
How will I laugh tomorrow?
How will I laugh tomorrow?
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today

Today today; when I can't even smile today
Today today; when I can't even smile today
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can't even smile today...