Pretty awesome song.
I know they might sound emo at first listen but these guys are really awesome and cool. I only just discovered this song. It's really emotional and they did this so well.
This is one of their best songs and its from their best album: 'Hours'
Welsh rock bands - hell yeah!
History - Funeral for a Friend
Dear friends of this academy
Ooh romeo is bleeding to death,
To see a friend bleed to death, what for
Some kind of metaphor that I cant see?
So I'll drink until I see it.
This sky will make me sick,
So I'll give up on you;
I'll give up on this.
This sky will make me sick,
So I'll give up on this;
I'll give up on you.
Archers in your arches,
Raise your fingers for one last salute,
And bleed this skyline dry,
Your history is mine.
So you want to hold me up and bring me down,
Yes, you want to hold me up and break me down,
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you,
And I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you.
Archers in your arches,
Raise your fingers for one last salute,
And bleed this skyline dry,
Your history is mine.
Archers in your arches,
Raise your fingers for one last salute,
And bleed this skyline dry,
Your history is mine...
It's all mine...
It's all mine...
It's all mine...
Archers in your arches,
Raise your fingers for one last salute,
And bleed this skyline dry,
Your history is mine...
Archers in your arches,
Raise your fingers for one last salute,
And bleed this skyline dry,
Your history is mine...
Thursday 25 December 2008
Hands Held High - Linkin Park
God knows why this wasn't the first thing up when I made this blog...
Well, I'm putting it up now.
These lyrics show a couple of the reasons Mike Shinoda is my hero:
-His compassion
-His genius writing skills
This is Hands Held High by Linkin Park,off their most recent album 'Minutes to Midnight'
Hands Held High - Linkin Park
Turn my mic up louder I got to say something,
Light weights steppin' aside when we come in,
Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping,
People on the street they panic and start running,
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming,
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme I'm dumping,
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in,
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming,
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping,
Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping,
Risk something, take back what's yours,
Say something that you know they might attack you for,
Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before,
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for,
Like this war's really just a different brand of war,
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor,
Like they understand you in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank,
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque,
Asking you to have compassion and have some respect,
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way,
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day,
In their living room laughing like "what did he say?!"
[Chorus:]
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.
In my living room watching but I am not laughing,
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen:
World is cold the bold men take action,
Have to react or get blown into fractions.
Ten years old it's something to see,
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep,
Taken and bound and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me,
Do you see, the soldiers they're out today,
That brush the dust from bullet proof vests away,
It's ironic;at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads,
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes,
My dad he's got a lot of fear I know,
But enough pride inside not to let that show,
My brother had a book he would hold with pride:
A little red cover with a broken spinem
On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside:
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die,
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay,
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day,
Both scared and angry like what did he say?!"
[Chorus x6]
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
[x6]
Well, I'm putting it up now.
These lyrics show a couple of the reasons Mike Shinoda is my hero:
-His compassion
-His genius writing skills
This is Hands Held High by Linkin Park,off their most recent album 'Minutes to Midnight'
Hands Held High - Linkin Park
Turn my mic up louder I got to say something,
Light weights steppin' aside when we come in,
Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping,
People on the street they panic and start running,
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming,
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme I'm dumping,
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in,
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming,
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping,
Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping,
Risk something, take back what's yours,
Say something that you know they might attack you for,
Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before,
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for,
Like this war's really just a different brand of war,
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor,
Like they understand you in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank,
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the cheque,
Asking you to have compassion and have some respect,
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way,
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day,
In their living room laughing like "what did he say?!"
[Chorus:]
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.
In my living room watching but I am not laughing,
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen:
World is cold the bold men take action,
Have to react or get blown into fractions.
Ten years old it's something to see,
Another kid my age drugged under a jeep,
Taken and bound and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me,
Do you see, the soldiers they're out today,
That brush the dust from bullet proof vests away,
It's ironic;at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads,
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes,
My dad he's got a lot of fear I know,
But enough pride inside not to let that show,
My brother had a book he would hold with pride:
A little red cover with a broken spinem
On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside:
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die,
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay,
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day,
Both scared and angry like what did he say?!"
[Chorus x6]
With hands held high into the sky so blue,
As the ocean opens up to swallow you.
[x6]
Saturday 6 December 2008
The Gun
Subject for discussion i think...hmm,what to say...i wrote it as a rap part but this song became a victim of my melodic experiments(God save it,heh)and it didn't work. I worked with the beats after giving up on that to try and make it like Cigarettes or Slip Out the Back by Fort Minor...that could still be an option but I've returned to the original form after many sleepless nights trying to perfect it. I'll come back to this one,I'm not finished :p Enjoy the original version x
The Gun
Major overeaction,
Take a break while I breathe,
And while you sleep, I'll lie at ease,
But there's a kick in the system that's lying real low,
Take it all back to sit and watch you go.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
Gutter-ball please,
I can hear your mind thinking,
And while you run, we'll keep drinking,
But nobody wants to leave you to ruin the plan,
Took it in sat back and watched as you ran.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
Flying ace of spades,
While they like you more,
There's a real target sitting on the floor,
Sitting duck,
Such an exaggeration,
I'd say you were crouching,
I don't see much relation.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
(You can't ruin this it's too perfect)
There's a face in the trees,
While we watch you regressing,
How I love to see them run,
Shake it off and sit back while I,
Cool it;sit back,
Watch me load the gun.
EDITED 29/01/09
The Gun
Major overeaction,
Take a break while I breathe,
And while you sleep, I'll lie at ease,
But there's a kick in the system that's lying real low,
Take it all back to sit and watch you go.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
Gutter-ball please,
I can hear your mind thinking,
And while you run, we'll keep drinking,
But nobody wants to leave you to ruin the plan,
Took it in sat back and watched as you ran.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
Flying ace of spades,
While they like you more,
There's a real target sitting on the floor,
Sitting duck,
Such an exaggeration,
I'd say you were crouching,
I don't see much relation.
There's a face in the trees and it watches you count your blessings,
There's a fire in the sea and it watches you regressing,
Take it all back watch 'em run,
Cool it;sit back while I load the gun.
(You can't ruin this it's too perfect)
There's a face in the trees,
While we watch you regressing,
How I love to see them run,
Shake it off and sit back while I,
Cool it;sit back,
Watch me load the gun.
EDITED 29/01/09
Friday 21 November 2008
Another Broken Card (Copied from LPUMB)
All of the below was copied from my thread in the LP Underground message board...
"I'd like it on the record that I can't play piano and I haven't sung in months heh. I'm really excited about this song, the lyrics just came so easily and I have a perfect guitar part and a perfect piano part in my head. I know drums always come first but I thought I'd go with a simple drum part with some fills that intrigue me...(yes my own music intrigues me) and I'd written this guitar solo forever ago and it's been bugging me and I think I've found the perfect song! Yayy! Even if you guys hate it I'm definitely putting this down to be worked up and recorded and mixed. But I wouldn't mind some suggestions on the chorus
I've done a long intro so I'll shutup,,enjoyy x
Another Broken Card
Scars disappear into generations,
But placing your mind is harder than you thought,
Keeping up the work,
And satisfy try to keep the rhymes level,
Out of your mind trying to find the right devil,
Running from the wolves trying to call it a day,
But they can match your speed so you're walking the race.
Everything you wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still you try to lose your grip and find yourself someday,
I'm still lost in you; trying to find another broken card heading his way.
Just to make it OK.
Weeks go by on the back of your hand screaming out to the world,
But you're not making sense calling out for your girl,
In the city,
Everything looks so real 'til you realise just how it is.
You can try to get by but you have to see how to lose,
Trying to make sense of things they want you to do,
I'm lost all again taking hope from the poor,
Self-doubt leaks within and she never really helps.
Everything she wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still we try to lose our grip and find yourself someday,
Still lost in you and trying to find another broken card heading this way.
Try to make it OK.
Are you sick making me better?
Sick of trying every rule in the book just to get slapped in the face,
And sent to the back of the room,
It's the same thing...
But I won't give in today.
I thought it would be how you said it would be,
But I'm killing me here it's just so damn hard,
Struggling read another broken card...
But all we wanted was just another broken card coming our way,
And we try to lose faith and just find yourself someday,
Still lost in you anf trying to find another broken card heading my way.
So I can make it OK.
[Enter guitar solo I wrote aages ago]
I'm facing the wall praying Lord can you hear me,
Stay by the phone calling love can you feel me,
Saw you to make everything in your dreams,
Hanging out on you was just another mistake,
Something you just have to make...
Until the someday,
When you have that broken card,
It makes it all OK...
Everything you wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still you try to lose your grip and find yourself someday,
I'm still lost in you; trying to find another broken card heading his way.
Just to make it OK.
Try to keep it away...
And find myself someday"
"I'd like it on the record that I can't play piano and I haven't sung in months heh. I'm really excited about this song, the lyrics just came so easily and I have a perfect guitar part and a perfect piano part in my head. I know drums always come first but I thought I'd go with a simple drum part with some fills that intrigue me...(yes my own music intrigues me) and I'd written this guitar solo forever ago and it's been bugging me and I think I've found the perfect song! Yayy! Even if you guys hate it I'm definitely putting this down to be worked up and recorded and mixed. But I wouldn't mind some suggestions on the chorus
I've done a long intro so I'll shutup,,enjoyy x
Another Broken Card
Scars disappear into generations,
But placing your mind is harder than you thought,
Keeping up the work,
And satisfy try to keep the rhymes level,
Out of your mind trying to find the right devil,
Running from the wolves trying to call it a day,
But they can match your speed so you're walking the race.
Everything you wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still you try to lose your grip and find yourself someday,
I'm still lost in you; trying to find another broken card heading his way.
Just to make it OK.
Weeks go by on the back of your hand screaming out to the world,
But you're not making sense calling out for your girl,
In the city,
Everything looks so real 'til you realise just how it is.
You can try to get by but you have to see how to lose,
Trying to make sense of things they want you to do,
I'm lost all again taking hope from the poor,
Self-doubt leaks within and she never really helps.
Everything she wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still we try to lose our grip and find yourself someday,
Still lost in you and trying to find another broken card heading this way.
Try to make it OK.
Are you sick making me better?
Sick of trying every rule in the book just to get slapped in the face,
And sent to the back of the room,
It's the same thing...
But I won't give in today.
I thought it would be how you said it would be,
But I'm killing me here it's just so damn hard,
Struggling read another broken card...
But all we wanted was just another broken card coming our way,
And we try to lose faith and just find yourself someday,
Still lost in you anf trying to find another broken card heading my way.
So I can make it OK.
[Enter guitar solo I wrote aages ago]
I'm facing the wall praying Lord can you hear me,
Stay by the phone calling love can you feel me,
Saw you to make everything in your dreams,
Hanging out on you was just another mistake,
Something you just have to make...
Until the someday,
When you have that broken card,
It makes it all OK...
Everything you wanted was just another broken card facing away,
Still you try to lose your grip and find yourself someday,
I'm still lost in you; trying to find another broken card heading his way.
Just to make it OK.
Try to keep it away...
And find myself someday"
Sunday 16 November 2008
Bloc Party by Apathy (feat Mike Shinoda and Tak)
This song is so dope
Perfect representation for why hip-hop is so awesome...
I just love the lyrics xD
Bloc Party
[Green Lantern]
This is an invasion!
[Mike]
Hey Ap, why don’t you do the uh…the intro on this shit?
[Apathy]
Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz
[Mike]
Here we go
[Apathy]
Yo,
Rappers like heavy metal and ghettos
Guns, metals and ammo
I pistol whip two of ya and f**k Meadows Soprano
A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs that
They don’t know how to carry more heat than welding gloves
I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds
Always show groupies love, getting head in the crowds
Put it in your girls mouth blast off like NASA
The master of nastiness
Transform a classy bitch
Into a little cheap freak sadomasochist
Dastardly bastard who raps so disastorous
Spit and heal the cripple like Christ the miraculous
Who fights my savageness, turns punks pacifists
The police clock Ap like there he go
Always on the watch because I use to carry blow
Always lock her down but I never marry ho's
Burry foes when the flows comes through your stereo
[Mike]
There we go flipping unpredictable verses
A curse to burst words like turrets on purpose
Flip the bird like a back-heavy jet perverse as it is
I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?
Get me on a track and I'm cracking
Packing a backpack full of tracks on some CDs
Be me, f**k that and not likely
To bite me you need to be you times ninety
I got schemes and a team so hype we
Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly
Say what I mean, whether mean or politely
Living the dream in some clean white Nike's
Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit
F**k the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from
I stay banging the bang bang drums and hanging you lames
in the same no name gangs you came from
I don’t got an excuse, just talking the truth
I'm f**king awesome when I'm rocking the booth
And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse
Y'all are really not stopping us dude
(Yeah Tak, get 'em )
[Tak]
It started off lookin' over and hit the galaxy
Now we are moving them over they are crowing me the Cali king
Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up
With a crew that sips a little brew way too much
Hooligans, smacked in the face with aluminum bats
Your f**king rap show's good as me, boo-booin
I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me
You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down you bitch clown stand in my socks
Rip the mother f**kers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch
You want to be stoned? Beat 'em with a basket of rocks
Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop
You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop
Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak?
He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a Bloc
Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh
Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly
No wonder everyone is so petrified
I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly
No wonder everyone is so petrified
[Mike]
Let me hear that
Perfect representation for why hip-hop is so awesome...
I just love the lyrics xD
Bloc Party
[Green Lantern]
This is an invasion!
[Mike]
Hey Ap, why don’t you do the uh…the intro on this shit?
[Apathy]
Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz
[Mike]
Here we go
[Apathy]
Yo,
Rappers like heavy metal and ghettos
Guns, metals and ammo
I pistol whip two of ya and f**k Meadows Soprano
A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs that
They don’t know how to carry more heat than welding gloves
I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds
Always show groupies love, getting head in the crowds
Put it in your girls mouth blast off like NASA
The master of nastiness
Transform a classy bitch
Into a little cheap freak sadomasochist
Dastardly bastard who raps so disastorous
Spit and heal the cripple like Christ the miraculous
Who fights my savageness, turns punks pacifists
The police clock Ap like there he go
Always on the watch because I use to carry blow
Always lock her down but I never marry ho's
Burry foes when the flows comes through your stereo
[Mike]
There we go flipping unpredictable verses
A curse to burst words like turrets on purpose
Flip the bird like a back-heavy jet perverse as it is
I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?
Get me on a track and I'm cracking
Packing a backpack full of tracks on some CDs
Be me, f**k that and not likely
To bite me you need to be you times ninety
I got schemes and a team so hype we
Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly
Say what I mean, whether mean or politely
Living the dream in some clean white Nike's
Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit
F**k the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from
I stay banging the bang bang drums and hanging you lames
in the same no name gangs you came from
I don’t got an excuse, just talking the truth
I'm f**king awesome when I'm rocking the booth
And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse
Y'all are really not stopping us dude
(Yeah Tak, get 'em )
[Tak]
It started off lookin' over and hit the galaxy
Now we are moving them over they are crowing me the Cali king
Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up
With a crew that sips a little brew way too much
Hooligans, smacked in the face with aluminum bats
Your f**king rap show's good as me, boo-booin
I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me
You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down you bitch clown stand in my socks
Rip the mother f**kers ass like I'm Cannibal, watch
You want to be stoned? Beat 'em with a basket of rocks
Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop
You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop
Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak?
He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a Bloc
Party, whats your corpses posing for? , the camera was shot, huh
Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly
No wonder everyone is so petrified
I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly
No wonder everyone is so petrified
[Mike]
Let me hear that
Friday 14 November 2008
A Broken Mirror (incomplete)
First part of a song I'm working on...second part coming soon hopefully! Ennjoy
A Broken Mirror
Guess this time we know exactly how to feel,
But the way you spell it out to me just makes it so more real.
When we take away the pain of every hour that passed us by,
Still everything that took my heart reminds me how you'd lie.
Let's not pretend we know what happened when they snapped it all in two,
Cause every time you look around at me I fall in love with you.
Every time you stand back to watch me cry,
I remember how you walked away,
And I remember the time that you just passed me by,
And I'll remember how you walked away,
With your back to me.
A Broken Mirror
Guess this time we know exactly how to feel,
But the way you spell it out to me just makes it so more real.
When we take away the pain of every hour that passed us by,
Still everything that took my heart reminds me how you'd lie.
Let's not pretend we know what happened when they snapped it all in two,
Cause every time you look around at me I fall in love with you.
Every time you stand back to watch me cry,
I remember how you walked away,
And I remember the time that you just passed me by,
And I'll remember how you walked away,
With your back to me.
Wednesday 12 November 2008
Fall to Pieces
...I'm cold *can't think of anything to say* ...I dunno,its pretty random and nothing to get excited about and I probably won't work on it stylistically unless I get a brain wave. Still, I needed to try this composition style out (: Enjoy
Fall to Pieces
You're always dying,
Can't you fight away all your tears,
Standing beside me,
Won't you wash away all my fears,
And I can see you slowly breaking,
Falling to pieces.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
This is the way it will be,
Standing with you in the rain,
Breathing so softly,
Taking in all of my pain,
So they can watch us slowly breaking,
Breaking our secrets.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
Don't be afraid,
I'll play your way,
Keeping me close won't heal your pain,
Just break a leg,
And take it all,
I'll give you my blessing and then I'll fall.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
I'll fall to pieces,
Can't you see this,
I won't let you fade away,
Make it up someday
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
I shouldn't need to,
Still I love you,
And all of your secrets,
They'll fall to pieces.
Fall to Pieces
You're always dying,
Can't you fight away all your tears,
Standing beside me,
Won't you wash away all my fears,
And I can see you slowly breaking,
Falling to pieces.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
This is the way it will be,
Standing with you in the rain,
Breathing so softly,
Taking in all of my pain,
So they can watch us slowly breaking,
Breaking our secrets.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
Don't be afraid,
I'll play your way,
Keeping me close won't heal your pain,
Just break a leg,
And take it all,
I'll give you my blessing and then I'll fall.
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
I'll fall to pieces,
Can't you see this,
I won't let you fade away,
Make it up someday
So everything goes again how it should do,
Everyone feels the need just to be you,
I can't help feeling envy for you.
I shouldn't have to.
I shouldn't need to,
Still I love you,
And all of your secrets,
They'll fall to pieces.
Thursday 6 November 2008
Killing Batman
I had the 'Batman' themesong in my head (long story) and so I came up with that title...
Quite fast-paced,heavy bass part leads distored power chords with some drum part which is currently 'en processo'. Ennjoy
Killing Batman
Don't give me your sacrifice,
I'm sick and tired of all your lies,
Keeping rage inside of me,
Was harder than you would believe.
Something tells me we're gonna get lost,again.
Something warns me we're not gonna take control.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
I'm lost in the middle now,
Don't let go while asking how,
Staying safe outside of me,
Was tougher than you would believe.
Something tells me we won't make it through,this time.
Something warns me we're not gonna take control.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
I need something steady now,
Something that can knock me out,
Something never lets me run,
Holds me in and fires the gun.
Well what would you do if you had to stay,
Shoot yourself and run away,
Keep me from seeing yesterday.
I need something stronger still,
Something that can make me ill,
Something's always bugging me,
Holds you in and helps you see.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
Well fuck them;never shake them loose,
I've lost what they'll never lose,
Pleasing me will never do,
Try to run away from you.
Get away from you...
Quite fast-paced,heavy bass part leads distored power chords with some drum part which is currently 'en processo'. Ennjoy
Killing Batman
Don't give me your sacrifice,
I'm sick and tired of all your lies,
Keeping rage inside of me,
Was harder than you would believe.
Something tells me we're gonna get lost,again.
Something warns me we're not gonna take control.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
I'm lost in the middle now,
Don't let go while asking how,
Staying safe outside of me,
Was tougher than you would believe.
Something tells me we won't make it through,this time.
Something warns me we're not gonna take control.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
I need something steady now,
Something that can knock me out,
Something never lets me run,
Holds me in and fires the gun.
Well what would you do if you had to stay,
Shoot yourself and run away,
Keep me from seeing yesterday.
I need something stronger still,
Something that can make me ill,
Something's always bugging me,
Holds you in and helps you see.
What do you do when all you think about is rage,
And everybody's looking at you in a way you can't explain,
Well fuck them;try to shake it loose,
I've lost all I had to lose,
Pleasing you will never do,
Try to get ahead of you.
Well fuck them;never shake them loose,
I've lost what they'll never lose,
Pleasing me will never do,
Try to run away from you.
Get away from you...
Who You Are (copied from LPUMB)
Drug addiction is a very serious matter,thats why this rap is very serious...get it?And its quite emotional aswell,especially if you've been through it or know someone that's going through it...If you're going through it then it won't really mean anything...ha...Inspired by Anthony Kiedis' biography,Scar Tissue. Enjoy.
Who You Are
This is a place where the racists make it,
And the cases are filled with familiar faces,
You don't have to take this,
But every other day is,
Riding through the back streets and trying not to cave in,
Rehab didn't get through to the brain waves,
Every damn minute you're replaying the same day,
You can't get back 'cause you don't know where the lane is,
You got no money and they're making you frustrated,
The lights are all out and you've lost the car,
You play famous,cut the crap man you know who you are.
Back to the streets trying to get a nice high,
Back to the streets where the sober dreams die,
Away from your home and the friends who talk shit,
Away from your bed and your wife laying across it,
Refuge in the motel and empty out the bar,
You've lost it all and you know who you are.
Your outrage is a play where the dealers are stages,
And the script goes on for hundreds of pages,
You don't have to take this,
But you split your wages,
And relapse into the dark valleys of strangers,
You can't face the fact that you're arm is going blue,
Your best friend don't even recognise you,
And you sit back and let it all run through,
You lost yourself and you can't even stand,
Poor sucker is meant to be meeting his band,
And going to play a gig that could change their lives,
You can't drive and you're just about surviving,
The band's pissed off with all the rehearsals you've been skiving,
You're stuck in a circle 'til they pull you back out,
They can't hear you and you don't have the strength to shout.
Back to the streets trying to get a nice high,
Back to the streets where the sober dreams die,
Away from your home and the friends who talk shit,
Away from your bed and your wife laying across it,
Refuge in the motel and empty out the bar,
You've lost it all and you know who you are.
I will never leave you,
I just wanna save you,
Show you what you mean to the people all around you,
Its a rough day to get through,
The streets trying to break you,
Pain you didn't know existed starts to control you,
Show you what it means to have it all about you,
Its a rough day to get through.
(The stars mirror your dreams and tonight they wanna glisten)
(Grab the mic from the crowd and pretend you wanna listen)
(Start to look back on all the girls you've been kissing)
(Get props from the doctor and start to fucking listen)
Who You Are
This is a place where the racists make it,
And the cases are filled with familiar faces,
You don't have to take this,
But every other day is,
Riding through the back streets and trying not to cave in,
Rehab didn't get through to the brain waves,
Every damn minute you're replaying the same day,
You can't get back 'cause you don't know where the lane is,
You got no money and they're making you frustrated,
The lights are all out and you've lost the car,
You play famous,cut the crap man you know who you are.
Back to the streets trying to get a nice high,
Back to the streets where the sober dreams die,
Away from your home and the friends who talk shit,
Away from your bed and your wife laying across it,
Refuge in the motel and empty out the bar,
You've lost it all and you know who you are.
Your outrage is a play where the dealers are stages,
And the script goes on for hundreds of pages,
You don't have to take this,
But you split your wages,
And relapse into the dark valleys of strangers,
You can't face the fact that you're arm is going blue,
Your best friend don't even recognise you,
And you sit back and let it all run through,
You lost yourself and you can't even stand,
Poor sucker is meant to be meeting his band,
And going to play a gig that could change their lives,
You can't drive and you're just about surviving,
The band's pissed off with all the rehearsals you've been skiving,
You're stuck in a circle 'til they pull you back out,
They can't hear you and you don't have the strength to shout.
Back to the streets trying to get a nice high,
Back to the streets where the sober dreams die,
Away from your home and the friends who talk shit,
Away from your bed and your wife laying across it,
Refuge in the motel and empty out the bar,
You've lost it all and you know who you are.
I will never leave you,
I just wanna save you,
Show you what you mean to the people all around you,
Its a rough day to get through,
The streets trying to break you,
Pain you didn't know existed starts to control you,
Show you what it means to have it all about you,
Its a rough day to get through.
(The stars mirror your dreams and tonight they wanna glisten)
(Grab the mic from the crowd and pretend you wanna listen)
(Start to look back on all the girls you've been kissing)
(Get props from the doctor and start to fucking listen)
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