
05-13-2006, 03:46 PM
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Originally Posted by Argo
OK
Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me
That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Be straight
Be deliberate
[Chorus]
Wait
I'm coming undone
Unlaced
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
Choke choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet chugga gun
Does not protect me
That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now
[Chorus]
I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like i'm not getting better
Not getting better
[Chorus]
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Coming Undone?
Try this:
If you waNT TO DESTROY MY SWEATER
pULL THIS THREAD AS i WALK AWAY
wATCH ME UNRAVEL
i'LL SOON BE NAKED
lYING ON THE FLOOR! lYING ON THE fLOOR! i'VE COME UNDONE.
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05-13-2006, 03:54 PM
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you forgot
whoa oh whoa oh
right after WALK AWAY
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As life gets longer, awful feels softer.
Well it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
then I feel pretty blissfully.
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05-13-2006, 03:58 PM
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Originally Posted by end game
you forgot
whoa oh whoa oh
right after WALK AWAY
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...o_0
So you know what song it is?
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05-13-2006, 04:09 PM
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is call sweater, or red sweater or some thing like that i just can not recall its name nor the band
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As life gets longer, awful feels softer.
Well it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
then I feel pretty blissfully.
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05-13-2006, 04:10 PM
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Originally Posted by end game
is call sweater, or red sweater or some thing like that i just can not recall its name nor the band
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It's Weezer's Undone (The Sweater Song)
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05-14-2006, 12:07 AM
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I got one
I know that you’re hiding things
Using gentle words to shelter me
Your words were like a dream
But dreams could never fool me
Not that easily
I acted so distant then
Didn’t say goodbye before you left
But I was listening
You fight your battles far from me
Far too easily
“Save your tears ‘cause I’ll come back”
I could hear that you whispered
As you walked through that door
But still I swore
To hide the pain when I turned back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I’m not afraid to say
What’s in my heart
‘Cause a thousand words
Called out through the ages
They’ll fly to you
Even though I can’t see
I know they’re reaching you
Suspended on silver wings
Oh a thousand words
A thousand embraces
Will cradle you
Making all of your weariness
Seem far away
They’ll hold you forever
Oh a thousand words (A thousand words)
Have never been spoken ( Oh…Yeah)
They’ll fly to you
They’ll carry you home (Carry you home)
And back into my arms
Suspended on silver wings ( Oh silver wings)
And a thousand words ( Oh)
Called out through the ages ( Called through the ages)
They’ll cradle you (Oh yeah)
Turning all of your lonely years
To only days ( Holy days)
They’ll hold you forever
Last edited by Argo : 05-14-2006 at 12:10 AM.
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05-14-2006, 12:56 PM
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ooh ooh!! I know that one!! It's 1000 words from FF10-2!!
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05-14-2006, 01:45 PM
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Let's see if y'all can guess this.
She said I'll throw myself away
They're just photos after all
I can't make you hang around
I can't wash you off my skin
Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out
You won't remember anyway
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter, matter anymore
I can go with the flow
Will you believe it in your head?
It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
Something sweet to throw away
I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live
I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.
Do you believe it in your head?
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter, matter anymore
I can go with the flow
Will you believe it in your head?
Will you believe it in your head?
Will you believe it in your head?
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Me and Terminal_est have some how kidnapped each other. Work that one out.
Weekly thought:
Why do my toes hurt?
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05-14-2006, 07:23 PM
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Go with the flow by QOTSA.
Here's my song:
Quote:
I know the pieces fit, 'cus I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit, 'cus I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers
Between supposed lovers.
And I know the pieces fit.
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05-14-2006, 07:24 PM
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