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versusnurture) wrote2013-07-18 02:52 am
versusnurture) wrote2013-07-18 02:52 am
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➵ soundtrack. ➵
i didn't feel ugly when i killed;
I FELT GOOD
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youwillgotohell.i didn't feel ugly when i killed;
I FELT GOOD
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youwillgotohell. | Who wrote those lines on the wall? Let's retrace where they scrawled ancient characters It's 2:00 and your sister's slip, it falls And the afternoon crawls across the room and tackles her I don't think that you would sink that ship that's only passing through 'Cause I don't believe that you might be a murderess But I saw inside each small, dark eye as it was turning blue All the strength inside to do just what the captain says and hang the rest And moved by the rhyme in the psalm We agreed that it was wrong and to believe in it Ooh, swooned the wall all night long But a lie's a lie, no matter what guy's breath's in it I don't know that I would go that far down some dark avenue With a whispering crew of shadows all protecting it But I saw inside each small white lie as it was turning true The ability to do all things expected of it I don't think that you would sink that ship that's only passing through 'Cause I don't believe that you might be a piratess Did you hide inside each small white lie, before you turned it true The ability to do all things the captain says? Oh murderess in the wilderness, with your victims all around you Their combined love forms a pool your knife's reflected in And now I'm ready, too, with my throat to you. On this mountain. By this moon. And what I want the most to do is prove that I'm not like them |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:18 (UTC)
 | No one sees, no one sees Nobody sees me No one wants, no one wants Nobody loves me I will take a ride up to the moon And eat myself a stranger I don't feel nothing at all Don't taste nothing at all Nice day for a murder I wore white to your murder Nice day for a mu-mu-murder I wore white to your murder Nice day for a murder I wore white, white, white to your murder Lap it up, lap it up Just like cream Can't you see it's the Beverage of the bees? I will take a ride up to the moon I'll eat myself a stranger It's not so bad Once I get past his taste |
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 | Well. Now after all that thinking, wouldn't it be fine if we could take a little trip? We will do it. I know a game we all like to play inside la casa, the house. We will play hide-and-seek (I can hear myself from somewhere in there What's happening? Daddy?) Nobody's home I thought he was dead? (Where are you?) Dead Emotion can't be reached Try, now, to take the next step |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:20 (UTC)
 | Divide your cultured pearls in haste I'm looking for to lay to waste Of all the things I cannot taste And this not the racy race They spoke loud It's what you do I believe in what you do I believe in watching you Given the choice Given the heart Given the tool Given the word Given the cheers |
Edited 2013-08-18 04:48 (UTC)
 | Falling to earth And you're calling it out You're burning yourself and your challenge to winter Gotta clip the lines and move for yourself Just move for yourself, love Now that it's over You have to pick up And just watch your back, watch your back And close your eyes to us Fight fire Trap doors to endless wisdom Young lad, have we grown too tired Longing to find Learned that in time You want it to end Your life at this temperature Life under water You gotta let these fools all trample themselves They trample themselves, just dying to enter You're preaching to the choir So turn around, turn around |
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 | I don't mark my time with dates, holidays, faded wisdom, locked karma holders Convenient I am made by my times I am a creation of now Shaken with the cracks and crevices I'm not giving up easy I will not fold I don't have much But what I have is gold I saw your face... I sing in platinum I dress in brass I eat in zinc Let it pass Compare a toast I like that I understand courage I still roll with the shout of a character I was married to today I try to see outside myself I understand the eyes Excuse all the highs Sorry I am sorry Ha ha |
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 | So they came into the outway It was Sunday What a black day I could made a salutation Sounding heartbeats Intimidations Annie, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sign at the window That he struck you A crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet Then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you okay? You okay? Are you okay, Annie? You've been hit by You've been struck by A smooth criminal |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:21 (UTC)
 | I hate my work, but I'm in control I'm fearless now, but it cost my soul Save yourselves, the moon is full Under its power, gravitational pull Blood red lips, they shake like leaves You're flesh and blood, but what's underneath? Don't turn out the lights Kiss yourself goodnight cause there's a killer And he's coming after you Kiss yourself goodnight, tonight Cause there's a killer and he's coming after you It's alright to scream I'm screaming too, Why'd you think I do these things I do? For shadows haunted me like ghosts, So I became what I feared the most I conduct fear like electricity A man-made monstrosity |
Edited (`) 2015-05-07 02:22 (UTC)
 | Watch the sun switching in the sky, off and on, where our friend stands bleeding on the late summer lawn, a slicked back bloody black gunshot to the head. He has fallen in the valley of the rock and roll dead. I hear a breeze, it wheezes through the tips of the pines, where there's laughter and there's screaming to the rafters in the night. The moon rolls dreaming through the late spring sky, where our friend lies bleeding through his jacket and his tie. A slit throat makes a note like a raw winter wind. We were piled at the river with the rock and roll skinned. Times ten. Like the water loves lapping at the skin of the shore, hear our friend come tapping at the latches on the door. Like a foot slips, slapping on the ladder's last rung, we were thrashing in the clatter of the rock and roll hung. Minus one. It's just a loud crowd crush. It's just a thrush, seen flying through the late autumn dusk just for the very last time. It's just a busted-up body in the dust of the last road out of the city, when the city explodes. Light grows, and the light grows bright, and red-tinged. We were fallen on the border with the rock and roll singed. |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:27 (UTC)
 | I was dreaming something dark, Hiding body parts. A broken dog, a broken leg, I left it cold, I left it dead. Oh I'm a guilty one, And know what I have done. Yeah, I'm a troubled one, And I won't be forgiven. Guilty on the run, And I know what I have done. Guilty on the run, And I'm never forgiven. I was just a kid, That you could not forgive, Because it's harder. I was just a kid, And all I really wanted, Was my father. |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:27 (UTC)
![](https://i.imgur.com/cQKa175.jpg") | Father Lucifer You never looked so sane You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid How's the Lizzies How's your Jesus Christ been hanging Nothing's gonna stop me from floating Nothing's gonna stop me from floating He says he reckons I'm a watercolor stain He says I run and then I run from him And then I run He didn't see me watching From the aeroplane He wiped a tear And then he threw away our appleseed |
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 | When you came jumping down the stairs Screaming bloody awful You woke up God and everyone Screaming bloody awful So we took you to the doctor He said yeah it's a bad one And there's such a shame about it 'Cause she's so pretty And then the earth started shaking And yeah it was crazy Heaven and hell came crashing down And then the earth started shaking Yeah it was crazy Heaven and hell came crashing They came crashing It was beautiful and terrible So beautiful and terrible The phone call You never expect That somebody get it yet It's a sound you never forget Because the earth starts shaking And yeah it's crazy Heaven and hell come crashing down And then the earth starts shaking Yeah it's so crazy Heaven and hell come crashing They come crashing They come cr-cr-crashing It was something of an end Of a lovely and a wild thing So beautiful in the morning You're beautiful So beautiful You're beautiful in the morning |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:27 (UTC)
  | She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors On his hobnail boots Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy Working overtime A soap impression of his wife which he ate And donated to the National Trust Down I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Down to the bits that I left uptown I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Mother Superior jump the gun |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:28 (UTC)
 | Don't you mess with a little girl's dream 'Cause she's liable to grow up mean Surprised you to find that I'm laughing? You thought that you'd find me in tears You thought I'd be crawling the walls Like a tiny mosquito and trembling in fear Well you may be king for the moment But I am a queen, understand? And I've got your pawns and your bishops and castles All inside the palm of my hand This is beginning to feel good Watching you squirm in your shoes A small bead of sweat on your brow And a growl in your belly you're scared to let through You thought you could keep me from loving You thought you could feed on my soul But while you were busy destroying my life What was half in me has become whole While you were looking the other way While you had your eyes closed While you were licking your lips 'Cause I was miserable While you were selling your soul While you were tearing a hole in me I was taking control |
  | She'll break a promise as a matter of course Because she thinks it's fun to have no remorse She gets what she wants and then walks away And she doesn't give a fuck what you might say If she sits still like she knows she could She could win this game and be the queen for good Save herself up for the cream of the crop Then she'll look us up when she's ready to stop Because the rage it burns like Chinese torture She's just someone's favourite daughter Spoiled and ugly as she willingly slaughters Friends and enemies are all that came To burn her name Crush her flame We're all to blame |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:29 (UTC)
 | Just like a bad plot, I won't tell you why Under floor or in a wall is where my secret lies I'll come for your family first, so set them free In some way, you alone, have clearly offended me I died I died I died I'll haunt you See I can't leave this house, for me it's far too late If we're going to live as one, let's get this straight I can trip you up just by, moving things around And make you ethereal just like the hell I found |
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 | I want to know how it will end. I want to be sure of what it will cost. I want to strangle the stars for all they promised me. I want to keep you alive so there is always the possibility of murder later. I want you to understand that my malevolence is just a way to win. I want the name of the ruiner. I want you to know that being kind is overrated. I want to watch you lose control. I want to watch you lose. I want to know exactly what it's going to take. I want a list of atrocities done in your name. I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back. I want to remember when my nightmares were clearer. I want to be there when your hot black rage rips wide open. I want to taste my own kind. I want you to know I know. I want to swing with my eyes shut and see what I hit. I want to know just how much you hate me so I can predict what you'll do. I want you to know the wounds are self-inflicted. I want a controlling interest. I want to be somewhere beautiful when I die. I want to be your secret hater. I want to stop destroying you but I can't. And I want and I want and I want and I will always be hungry. And I want and I want and I want. |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:29 (UTC)
 | Well, my heart knows me better than I know myself So I'm gonna let it do all the talking I came across a place in the middle of nowhere With a big black horse and a cherry tree I fell in fear upon my back I said don't look back, just keep on walking When the big black horse said look this way Said, hey lady, will you marry me? And my heart had a problem in the early hours So it stopped it dead for a beat or two (Woo, hoo, woo, hoo) But I cut some cord, and I shouldn't have done that And it won't forgive me after all these years So I sent her to a place in the middle of nowhere With a big black horse and a cherry tree Now it won't come back 'cause it's oh-so-happy And now I've got a hole for the world to see |
 | I used to be such a burning example, I used to be so original. I used to care, I was being cared for. Made sure I showed it to those that I love. I used to sleep without a single stir, 'Cause I was about my father's work. I used to pray like God was listening. I used to make my parents proud. I was the glue that kept my friends together, Now they don't talk and we don't go out. I used to know the name of every person I'd kissed. Now I've made this bed and I can't fall asleep in it. Well take me out tonight, This ship of fools I'm on will sink. I'm my own stone around my neck, Be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give. Throw me that lifeline, This ship of fools I'm on will sink. I'm my own stone around my neck Be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give. Never hit the brakes there's no time to save him, He just ran out in the street anybody know his name? I think I recognize him Sure as hell paid for that mistake |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:29 (UTC)
standing outside a broken phone booth . . . ➵ primitive radio gods
versusnurture
2013-10-15 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
 | Am I alive or thoughts that drift away? Does summer come for everyone? Can humans do what prophets say? If I die before I learn to speak Can money pay for all the days I lived awake But half asleep? A life is time, they teach you growing up The seconds ticking killed us all A million years before the fall You ride the waves and don't ask where they go You swim like lions through the crest And bathe yourself in zebra flesh |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:30 (UTC)
 | Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play? Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play? Dear Prudence, open up your eyes Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies The wind is low, the birds will sing That you are part of everything Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes? Look around round Look around round round Look around Dear Prudence, let me see you smile Dear Prudence, like a little child The clouds will be a daisy chain So let me see you smile again Dear Prudence, won't you let me see you smile? |
 | No, I'm not ready for a big bad step in their direction. No, I'm not ready for downtown trash, avoid collection. Four blocks, run and hide, don't walk alone at night. Cityscape, city change before they die. Four blocks, I should mention in a song if I want to get along with change, Who doesn't wanna change this? No, we're not ready for fair distribution, just a terminal solution for: No, we're not ready for hell, hell no, for hell, hell no. Four days, wide awake, why slide along and say. Girl's afraid, girl will change, just move away. Four days that I mention in a song, move along, get ahead, get her hand and bring her with you. I know you feel it too, these words get overused. When we get up and over it and over them, Up and over it and over them. I know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue. When you get up and over it and over them, Oh oh, hell no. Oh oh, hell no. Four ways to remove all the bad that we do from the heart and the soul of the cities sad and cold. Four ways to collect what we say and what we save to discard and discover a brand new way |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:30 (UTC)
 | I am sharper than a razor Eyes made of lasers Bolder than the truth They want me locked up in the system 'Cause I'm on a mission Blame it on my youth Too long I've been out here on my own Now I'm bout to bring it home Like a rolling stone I ain't never been afraid to die Look a man in the eye I am sharper than a switchblade First and last of what God made and that's the truth But man, keep on tryna' hold me back While another chicken head come home to roost Too strong, tryna do me wrong And the last one standing will order to my dance Oh, dance! Run tell your preacher and your teacher Two dimes walked up in the building Tall and concealing, wearing fancy things Chopped up with a knife, hammered like a screw. When they walked in the room we didn't know what to do One looked at me and I looked back She said, "Can you tell me where the party's at?" She followed me back to the lobby Yeah, she was looking at me for some undercover love |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:30 (UTC)
 | Ain't nobody slowing down no way, Ev'rybody's stepping on their accelerator, Don't matter where you are, Ev'rybody's gonna need a ventilator. When you're trapped and circled with no second chances, Your code of living is your gun in hand. We can't be browed by beating, we can't be cowed by words, Messed by cheating, ain't gonna ever learn. Ev'rybody walking 'round, Ev'rybody trying to step on their Creator. Don't matter where you are, ev'rybody, ev'rybody gonna Need some kind of ventilator, some kind of ventilator. What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do? What you conna do about it, what you gonna do? Gonna fight it, gonna fight it? |
 | I will keep quiet You won’t even know I’m here You won’t suspect a thing You won’t see me in the mirror But I crept into your heart You can’t make me disappear Til I make you I made myself at home In the cobwebs and the lies I’m learning all your tricks I can hurt you from inside I made myself a promise You would never see me cry Til I make you You’ll never know what hit you Won’t see me closing in I’m gonna make you suffer This hell you put me in I’m underneath your skin The devil within You’ll never know what hit you |
Edited 2015-05-07 02:31 (UTC)
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