Song = Mood

**Ktsunami** · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Tue Sep 29, 2009 10:02 pm

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy

Quote:

I'm gonna make you bend and break
(It sends you to me without wait)
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show
(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"

Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
When you look into the past (look into the past)
One night stand (one night stand off)

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"

They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers
Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"

One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"

_________________

~Walk away if it's for yourself, but stand up and fight for someone else.~

-set by Andy-

BigBossWTF · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Wed Sep 30, 2009 3:09 am

Falling Stars - Serj Tankian

"Please raise your child today
The way that you were born to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatter fears

Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find

Falling stars, drain every night

Falling stars, drain

Please raise your child today
The way that you were told to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatters fears

Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find

Falling stars, drain every night

Falling stars, drain every night

Falling stars, drain

In an arrested silence (In an arrested silence),
We plead to our insane gods (We plead to our insane gods),
And their voices in our heads (Their voices in our heads),
Like the silence in the woods,
To stop appeasing man
And his cruel culture of global economic domination (domination).
The balance remains between
That which is sought by the few (WEAPONS!), PROFIT,
And that which is sought by the most, PEACE (Oh, peace).

Falling stars, drain every night

Falling stars, drain every night

I can't believe that you wanted me so much pain, every"

_________________

Thanks ANDY!
"You better fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species"

"My mission is to take you, lyrically break you
Lyrically assassinate you
Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you
To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you"

Recent studies have shown that nine out of every ten Americans need to shut the fuck up!

Sweet Sorrow · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Mon Oct 05, 2009 10:47 pm

Windmills Of Your Mind - Noel Harris

Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnaval balloon
Like a carousell that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking allong the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind

_________________
If being a child is about learning how to live, then being an adult is about learning how to die

*Your own imagination is the limit of the challenge*

Lifes greatest gift is the power to create a life for others

BigBossWTF · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Tue Oct 06, 2009 4:12 am

Immortal Technique - The Poverty of Philosophy
(ALL of YOU, HAVE to listen to this song!)

"Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about freedom and socialist democracy is usually unfortunately beyond their rationale. They don't realize that America can't exist without separating them from their identity, because if we had some sense of who we really are, there's no way in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed.

Niggas talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.

I'm quite sure that people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not hatred for others.

You see, most of Latinos are here because of the great inflation that was caused by American companies in Latin America. Aside from that, many are seeking a life away from the puppet democracies that were funded by the United States; places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Colombia, Nicaragua, Ecuador and Republica Dominicana, and not just Spanish-speaking countries either, but Haiti and Jamaica as well.

As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society, we are in the same struggle and until we realize that, we'll be fighting for scraps from the table of a system that has kept us subservient instead of being self-determined. And that's why we have no control over when the embargo will stop in Cuba, or when the bombs will stop dropping in Vieques.

But you see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. They're always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey. I'd rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us.
This is all I can fit , if you want complete lyrics just ask I will send it to you. VIVA LA REVOLUCION!"

_________________

Thanks ANDY!
"You better fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species"

"My mission is to take you, lyrically break you
Lyrically assassinate you
Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you
To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you"

Recent studies have shown that nine out of every ten Americans need to shut the fuck up!

BigBossWTF · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Sat Oct 10, 2009 7:53 pm

Empty Walls - Serj Tankian
(Badass video and song! I command thee to listen to/watch it! Tee-hee! Aw, shucks

)

"Your empty walls...
Your empty walls...
Pretentious adventures
Dismissive apprehensions
Don't waste your time, on coffins today
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
I taught you
To see
From behind those empty walls

Those empty walls
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
I taught you
To see
From behind those empty walls

I Want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
I taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls

From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
The walls
From behind those empty walls

I loved you yesterday
Before you killed my family

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
I taught you
To see
From behind those empty walls

Want you to be, left behind those empty walls
I taught you
To see
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those fucking walls
From behind those god damn walls
Those walls...
Those walls..."

_________________

Thanks ANDY!
"You better fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species"

"My mission is to take you, lyrically break you
Lyrically assassinate you
Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you
To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you"

Recent studies have shown that nine out of every ten Americans need to shut the fuck up!

**KellieBent** · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:32 pm

Pretending- HIM

Love is a flame that can't be tamed
And though we are its willing prey, my darling
We are not the ones to blame

Trust is a word all lovers know
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling
We are not the ones to blame
The more we have the more we want
And the more it hurts our hearts, my baby
It always ends up in tears

So keep on pretending
Our heaven is worth the waiting
Keep on pretending it's alright
So keep on pretending
It will be the end of our craving
Keep on pretending
It's alright

When doubts arise the game begins
The one we will never win, my baby
It always ends up in tears...

So keep on pretending
Our heaven is worth the waiting
Keep on pretending it's alright
So keep on pretending
It will be the end of our craving
Keep on pretending
It's alright

So keep on pretending
Our heaven is worth the waiting
Keep on pretending it's alright
So keep on pretending
It will be the end of our craving
Keep on pretending
It's alright

_________________

Thank you Andy Smile

-On Cold Wings She's Coming- Miss.K.Bent

**FallenHalos** · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Thu Oct 15, 2009 2:13 am

Thoughtless - Korn

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all my mercy down, down, down
I want to see you try to take a swing at me, come on
Gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're dirty in the front of me

All, all my hate cannot be bound
(Hate cannot be bound)
I will not be drowned
(I will not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down?
(Try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground
(Beat me to the ground)
I will see you screaming

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you, smiling as you, drown, drown, drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And I'll pull the trigger and you're down, down, down

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying, when you're dirty in the front of me

All, all my hate cannot be bound
(Hate cannot be bound)
I will not be drowned
(I will not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
(Try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground
(Beat me to the ground)
I will see you screaming

All my friends are gone
They died
(Gonna take you down)
They all screamed and cried
(Gonna take you down)

I never forget
Never forget
I can't get no where
I never forget
Never forget
(Gonna take you down)
I can't get

I never forget
Never forget
I can't get no where
I never forget
Never forget
(Gonna take you down)
I can't get

I never forget
Never forget
I can't get no where
I never forget
Never forget
(Gonna take you down)
I can't get

I never forget
Never forget
I can't get no where
I never forget
Never forget
I can't get

All, all my hate cannot be bound
(Hate cannot be bound)
I will not be drowned
(I will not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
(Try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground
(Beat me to the ground)
I will see you screaming

All, all my hate cannot be bound
(Hate cannot be bound)
I will not be drowned
(I will not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
(Try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground
(Beat me to the ground)
I will see you screaming

_________________

BigBossWTF · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Sat Oct 31, 2009 2:28 am

Land of the Gun - Immortal Technique

"Them people, law enforcement, if you want to call them that
were here and they were shaking in their shoes. They were physically
shaking, scared to death. Because certain people, said I'm a radical
I'm a wild man, I got a gun under every arm, if you say anything
I'll shoot you. If the people find out how they've been
ripped off, and enslaved, they will revolt with the blood
running in the streets.

Yo, Ticket to ride, the white crime, highway
Bring all the guns, the funds will come my way
Whether we deliverin' high grade
To the people in the pit of the tri-state
Or dabble in the hood like fly weights
Lock and load in the range with rock the globe
Made any aim possible
Til the leadbelly lost control
In the hold of the paper that fold
At one time was related to gold
Made many men lose their soul
To the price of the dice that roll
How can a light so bright make a man so cold?
So another man's plans unfold
Can you really see the truth til it happens to you
Its so severe what the hopeless will do

Ain't no pickin' your position to beginning your life
Not every man want to stand by his kids and his wife
Too many lost kids in the night
Hand on heat, grippin' it tight
Any man want beef could get it right
Followed by enough flame to put a permanent end
To the learning of men
Class session, too many the blast the last lesson
Often taught like the wars that are often fought
As old as mankind
Now outta his damn mind
Stand on the gunpowder landmine
Ready to blow at any second
I'm checking for the signs of the end
Of all-time, I figure its on time, my last thoughts forming the rhyme

Got me running through the streets
That reek of the dead, its more food to the wealthy
My niggaz on welfare, nobody givin' up healthcare
Nothing but heat, how you gonna tell me it ain't hell here?
George Bush having a swell year
Swingin' the gat, ready to clap, anything on the map
You done seen what they bring to Iraq
Now bring it back to the source, land of the physical force
Land of the gun, land of the gun, land of the gun, land of the gun!

This is the place where the cops rush in the building
Paramilitary death squads murder your children
Empty shell of a man rippin' shots in the air
Soldiers dying out there, but nobody cares
Prepare for the future but make note of the past
Or be condemned to live it again and get blast
Class warfare kept outta the news
Replaced by a corporation's political views
Cause this is where the guns are manufactured and sold
The land that was stolen stripped of all of its gold
Old timers on the death bed speakin' the wisdom
Immigrants crucified by conservative Christians
Now we all got freedom to die in the street
But the difference is more of us die in a week
Than they die in a year I made it clear
Where I stand when the line is drawn
But now the line is gone
And nigga anything goes
The land where the guns don't let anything grow
And what the fuck you niggaz know about living in hell
You not built like me you never lived in a cell
You never gambled with your soul
Fuck the ice on your hand, gun in your palm
But you got a niggaz life in your hand
Young man, just remember that slicing a gram
Is a bloody game, like throwin' mice in a fan
My words flow like the rivers thats west of Iran
The fertile crescent moon, with the star in the middle
I reveal the depth of history's scars when I scribble
I gave you the world, and I ain't even charged you a little
The martyr is crippled
The prophets are dead and buried, but the message is simple
And its not written down in holy books as a riddle

Now we running through the streets, starvin'
On that guerilla warfare
My people stuck in a guerilla warfare
Innocent children screamin' in tears
You actin' like the army ain't put hell here
Military industry havin' a swell year
Swinging a gat while lying in heaven
Living off a blank check after 9/11
But I'm have the truth brought back to the source
Fight for my land with physical force
Speak through music, the subliminal course
I need a tech and a clip, fuck a jag and a Porsche
Land of the gun, land of the gun, land of the gun, land of the gun"

_________________

Thanks ANDY!
"You better fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species"

"My mission is to take you, lyrically break you
Lyrically assassinate you
Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you
To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you"

Recent studies have shown that nine out of every ten Americans need to shut the fuck up!

BigBossWTF · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Tue Nov 03, 2009 8:50 am

NOT my mood! Laughing

BUT, I love this song! In Love

This is Gloomy Sunday - MC Sniper: (LISTEN to it cause it's beautiful...even though it's Korean

)

AND...

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And this one is called Better Than Yesterday:
1)These are not your ordinary Rappers
2)They're actually good, unlike these wannabe shit-ass rappers in America (with a few exceptions)!
3)I know some of you are like "Anti-Rap/Hip-Hop" but i swear, this one's good, so bear with it.
4)Follow the lyrics and you'll see that it's actually very "poetic" and powerful.
5)Tell me that the part from 4:44-5:05 isn't fuckin fast and badass! I love that part!

Soooo, what do you guys/gals think!? What a Face

_________________

Thanks ANDY!
"You better fucking remember that
When you challenge a mother fucker like me
Remember, I'm the dominant species"

"My mission is to take you, lyrically break you
Lyrically assassinate you
Lyrically incinerate your body and recreate you
To destroy the power that mentally incarcerates you"

Recent studies have shown that nine out of every ten Americans need to shut the fuck up!

**KellieBent** · Subject: Re: Song = Mood Fri Nov 06, 2009 5:30 pm

April Rain- Delain

How does it feel when all you're counting on is scatterbrained
Every wind that you have sailed upon, a hurricane
Every summer you have seen was filled with April rain
It doesn't get easy, don't you know

Fortune smiles on you
When you're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
you're not watching, create your own faith

Count your blessings and prepare to change your point of view
All those days that you spent waiting won't come back to you
Take off the glasses that have shaded your world black and grey
It doesn't get easy, don't you know

Fortune smiles on you
When you're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
But You're not watching, create your own faith

It keeps raining 'cause we are blind
It keeps raining 'cause we are tired
It keeps raining 'cause we are blind
To fortunes kindness

Fortune smiles on you
When You're not watching, dig that hole deeper
Fortune smiles on you
You're not watching, create your own faith

_________________

Thank you Andy Smile

-On Cold Wings She's Coming- Miss.K.Bent