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a spectacle, no i... i mean a miracle.
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[18 Nov 2004|08:35pm] |
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Ms. John Soda - technicolor |
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We have just lost cabin pressure.
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[15 Nov 2004|03:58pm] |
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1537 paper street.
5123 NE paper street.
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[11 Oct 2004|05:38pm] |
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Volcano, I'm Still Excited!! - mostly on an island |
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Confusion has been laid out.
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[08 Oct 2004|03:56pm] |
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Boyskout - vitamin c |
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um.. useless entry?
uh-huh.
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[27 Sep 2004|07:32pm] |
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Xiu Xiu - I luv the vally, Oh! |
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If i had a nickel
I'd be 5 cents closer
To buying a clue.
And if i had a dollar
I could buy a new heart
Or a new shoe
I could even buy the color blue
But If i was rich
I still wouldn't have you
I couldn't have you
Even for the price of a life
Why can't i have you?
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[21 Sep 2004|05:31pm] |
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Volcano, I'm Still Excited!! - around the dream |
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'kay, life. School = going good. Relationship-status = still single, and not sure as to what i'm going to do regarding this. Other things = ...dunno', can't think of anything. =\.
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Often I feel distant
and sometimes circles, they, run around me.
If I don't respond
Don't get mad
I'm just away
Off in some far away land
Where my heart beats faster
Sometimes my left arm feels like my right
and I usually can't sleep at night
Often am I manic
and also depressed
But I dream of a far-off land
Where sorrow is glee
And my heart beats faster
Run with me
To where sky is ground
And they only speak in Binary
'Cause everything's mathematical
Love is just made up of 0's and 1's
And, damn right, there's a place for everyone
Where my heart beats faster
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i kinda' ripped off the "where my heart beats faster" from john vanderslice and i don't know where i got the "circles run around me" thing but i know i got it from somewhere but the rest of it = me. [just felt i should give credit of those parts to whom it's deserved.]
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[07 Sep 2004|08:39pm] |
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Action Action - drug like |
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and i still get butterflies at the thought of you.
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[07 Sep 2004|01:35pm] |
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Telefon Tel Aviv - I lied |
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It was almost pitch black
The lights were almost all gone
And you said
"It always gets the darkest before dawn."
And we're fading
And we're fading
And we're fading
Why haven't the lights come back on?
And just like that we were gone
Lost in a pitch black dawn
"It's okay," you said, "I'm here"
But you're voice was drowning
You were drowning
You were drowning
You were drowning
And now you're dead.
So i wept, as was to be expected.
Then i remembered what you had told me
"It always gets the darkest before dawn."
Well, it couldn't possibly get any darker than this
But i shouldn't have kept wandering
'cause when the sun came up
I was lost
I was lost
I was lost
But in my mind dawn never came
And i died right there
Lost, alone and scared.
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Texas is the Reason - the day's refrain |
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Oh sad little boy.
Whatever did happen to you?
Don't be frightened
It'll be alright.
They won't hurt you like that again, i swear.
They won't touch you again.
Lost loves
and forgotten friends.
Don't worry 'cause it'll all work out in the end.
Oh lost little girl
When was it you lost your step?
In the quest to find yourself
You misplaced your mind.
But you forget, you were just two steps from anywhere
So allow yourself to once again laugh.
When was the last time you cracked a smile?
The kind that warms your heart
And brings joy to others.
Smile once more
'cause you know, it'll all work out in the end.
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[04 Sep 2004|10:34pm] |
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I could never find the nerve to tell you
Me, i'm always so choked up
But all those moments of silence
What i really meant to say was
I love you more than you'll ever know
I never told you
But I love you more than anything.
All those nights staring into each other's eyes
I wished to never leave.
And in case i never told you
I love you more than everything.
I guess you'll never understand
That you complete me
In a way no one else ever could
My heart is yours
I don't think i ever told you
And i don't think you know.
I love you more than you could ever understand.
You are the most beautiful sight my tired eyes have ever seen.
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[02 Sep 2004|07:39pm] |
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Say Hi To Your Mom - but she beat my high score |
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Where are you going boy?
I'm running 'til my legs go numb
'Til i go blind from all the sites
I'm going where love still exists
Where words still have meaning
And life is so full.
Beyond the sun
And right next door.
In the new born lad
And the corner whore.
You'll find where you're going
In the most unexpected places.
Off to where tomorrow was yesterday
And yesterday was just a dream.
Time no longer matters
And everything is so full of life.
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[02 Sep 2004|10:24am] |
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John Vanderslice - they won't let me run |
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oMfgczxC!!, liek a hurricane is coming straight for us and.. Who cares.
Yup, that's right. Not me. I'm completely not worried.
In other news.. i love this song's lyrics
"ADMIT IT! Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance and vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs, you know nothing of art or sex that you couldn't read in any trendy new york underground fashion magazine...Proto-typical non-conformist. You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store gastapo. You adhere to a set of standards and tastes that appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges-BULLSHIT-giving your thumbs up and thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art. Go analog baby, you're so post-modern. You're diving face forward into an antiquated past, it's disgusting! It's offensive! Don't stick your nose up at me! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself?
You spend your time sitting in circles with your friends, pontificating to each other, forever competing for that one moment of self aggrandizing glory in which you hog the intellectual spotlight, holding dominion over the entire SHALLOW....POINTLESS...conversation. Oh we're not worthy.
When you walk by a group of quote-unquote normal people you chuckle to yourself, patting yourself on the back as you scoff. It's the same superority complex shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell, makes you a slave to the competitive capitalist dogma you spend every moment of your waking life BITCHING about! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? You're free to whine. It will not get you far. I do just fine, my car and my guitar. I'm proud of my life and the things that I have done, proud of myself and the loner I've become.
Well let me tell you this, I am shamelessly self-involved. I spend hours in front of the mirror making my hair elegantly disheveled. I worry about how this album will sell because I believe it will determine the amount of SEX I will have in the future. I self-medicate with drugs and alcohol to help treat my extreme social anxiety problem. You are a FAKER! You are a FRAUD! You're living a LIE! You don't impress me! You don't intimidate me! ADMIT IT! Why don't you bow down, get on the ground, walk this fucking plank! I'm proud of my life and the things that I have done, proud of myself and the loner i've become. You're free to whine. It will not get you far. I do just fine, my car and my guitar, and I am done with this. I wanna taste the breeze of every great city, my car and my guitar. You're urgently unfulfilled, when I'm dead I'll rest."
-Say Anything
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[01 Sep 2004|04:16pm] |
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Frou Frou - psychobabble |
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I was told as a kid that good things always come to those who wait. That love is not just something for Juliet and her Romeo. Yet, through all my waiting all i've come across is suffering. You can not have bad without good, i heard, but bad luck seems to always drift my way. 'Tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all; 'Tis better to die a horrible torturous death than to lose the one you love.
The sky seems to continue forever, much like the days do. Life feels like an elaborate nightmare. How can she sleep at night knowing what she's done? Where am i going? Why? Why? Why?
So forget what you've been told. Bad things happen to good people. Stop waiting and go after what it is you want. This is not forever.
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[01 Sep 2004|12:01pm] |
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Belle & Sebastian - if you're feeling sinister |
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I am the ska boss
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