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just something i found interesting when i asked a few friends earlier, all their lyics contained the word you. what do you suppose that means? i think it's because the strongest emotions conveyed through song lyrics, are charged towards other people (typically someone you love), therefore, they contain "you". |
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Joined: 20 Jan 2004 | Posts: 9108 | Location: boston, ma
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i'm all about first person, yo. i won't take none of this second person crap. _________________ http://thegirlinthebearhat.tumblr.com/ |
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Joined: 04 Dec 2004 | Posts: 2702 | Location: central new york, massachusetts, london (soon)
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Rest in my arms Sleep in my bed There's a design to what I did and said... Nope Oh comely I will be with you when you lose your breath chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left with some pretty bright and bubbly terrible scene that was doing her thing on your chest but oh comely it isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess in your memory you're drunk on your awe to me it doesn't mean anything at all oh comely all of your friends are letting you blow bristling and ugly bursting with fruits falling out from the holes of some pretty bright and bubbly friend you could need to say comforting things in your ear but oh comely there isn't such one friend that you could find here standing next to me he's only my enemy I'll crush him with everything I own say what you want to say and hang for your hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle for me your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies while you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums the music and medicine you needed for comforting so make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving and pluck all your silly strings and bend all your notes for me soft silly music is meaningful magical the movements were beautiful all in your ovaries all of them milking with green fleshy flowers while powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines smelling of semen all under the garden was all you were needing when you still believed in me say what you want to say and hang for your hollow ways moving your mouth to pull out all your miracle for me and I know they buried her body with others her sister and mother and 500 families and will she remember me 50 years later I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine know all your enemies we know who are enemies are know all your enemies we know who our enemies are Goldaline my dear we will fold and freeze together far away from here there is sun and spring and green forever but now we move to feel for ourselves inside some stranger's stomach place your body here let your skin begin to blend itself with mine That does though, but I still said no since that was my favoritest doesn't -Ben _________________ |
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Joined: 30 Nov 2003 | Posts: 3787 |
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Every artist is a cannibal Every poet is a thief All kill their inspiration And sing about the grief That's a no, but I'm and artist and a poet, which means it relates to me directly nonetheless. Interesting poll. I've noticed over years of churchgoing that old hymns, the kind with seven verses and lots of big words, will sing directly to God or about God, while contemporary worship music contains the word "I" far more often, and talks about what God has done for me the Christian without necessarily mentioning God by name. It's a rather disturbing trend, and leads me to wonder if inward-focused Christian music leads to inward-focused Christians. _________________ INTELLECT AND ROMANCE OVER BRUTE FORCE AND CYNICISM Smokemonster |
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Joined: 24 Sep 2003 | Posts: 14510 | Location: Alone on an airplane, fallin' asleep against the windowpane...
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slam another door. feign another war, booby trap my trail, knowing it will fail, shrapnel for your tears, everyday it nears, a place where i will cheer, me home. yep! _________________ Tweet me @teagone |
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The Rocket Summer - Never Knew But no, none of it's true cuz I never knew you and now the truth of it is, is I wanna be like you So hello, good friend, I wanna be next to you For my head for my heart for its true _________________ One day band geeks will rule the world!! |
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Joined: 29 Oct 2005 | Posts: 15 | Location: my house
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My favorite lyric is from Lovedrug's Angels With Enemies: A cold love, bloody knuckle, trigger-finger riding on the edge of mind. _________________ Thistledown |
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Joined: 01 Mar 2005 | Posts: 4657 | Location: Melton Mowbray Pork Pie
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I don't really have a favourite lyric, but I do like this one (you may know it. Infact, the changes of you knowing it are high): I'm Mr Amateur, with a cupcake I'm Mr Amateur, on the freeway. so from that, no. _________________ She is handsome, she is pretty, she is the girl from Belfast City, she is courtin' one two three, please won't you tell me who is she? TheClassicRomance wrote: Facebook is a dirty skank blog! |
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Joined: 03 Mar 2005 | Posts: 7598 | Location: Dundee, scotland
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when I'm drinking Everclear Think I'm king of this whole world Bigger 'n badder than John Wayne And cooler than Steve Earle When I wake up in the morning face down in the hall Hey I'm completely naked for a reason I cant recall and I'm kinda sorta hopin that maybe I met a chick cause there's purfume in the air and there's lipstick on my neck and I hope that she was pretty and I hope that she was kind enough to leave my clothes somewhere they're easy to find so nope. _________________ I shot the Sheriff And the deputy I'm one up on Marley |
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Joined: 02 Aug 2005 | Posts: 819 | Location: Huntsville, Tx
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Why pamper life's complexity When the leather runs smooth On the passenger seat ? no _________________ Power is only pain It’s probably better to have him inside the tent pissing out, than outside the tent pissing in. "Can we get control of an individual to the point where he will do our bidding against his will and even against fundamental laws of nature, such as self preservation?" -memo from 1952 Project ARTICHOKE |
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