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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Australia
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Posts: 1,024
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ALKALINE TRIO - The Poison It's not just the pain, the pain in my back That laughs in my face, my face every night Or the poison that took my lungs That keeps me from feeling warm. But how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed but now I fight with words And I can't see so good. And there's got to be more, much more than this. I got pages of dreams, they're covered in piss And the poison that took my soul, It keeps me from feeling anything. And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed but now I fight with words And I can't see so good. And now I fight with the words, And now I fight with the words, Now I fight with the words. And how could a rooftop view in London Look just the same as one in Brooklyn? Nothing has changed but now I fight with the words, And I can't see so good. And I can't see so good (I can't see so good). And I can't see so good (I can't see so good). And I can't see so good.
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Status: wishes to be SA-free
Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: In my own world.
Gender: Female
Posts: 368
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A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me
Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy The moon's awake now with eyes wide open My body's craving, so feed the hungry I've been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office So I'm gonna go somewhere cozy to get me a lover And tell you all about it There's a she wolf in your closet Open up and set her free There's a she wolf in your closet Let it out so it can breathe Sitting across a bar, staring right at her prey It's going well so far, she's gonna get her way Nocturnal creatures are not so prudent The moon's my teacher, and I'm her student To locate the single men, I got on me a special radar And the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble later Not looking for cute little divos or rich city guys that just want to enjoy But having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy Shewolf-by Shakira lol This is exactly how i feel
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Status: Broken
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: A Fruitloop Daydream
Gender: Male
Age: 44
Posts: 29,594
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Lost Command - Linda Perry
Lord I feel I've lost command The ship I've built is crashing from my hands Everything seems so unclear My tattered sails have all but disappeared There was a lightning crash right over me It struck so hard my ship began to sink And just as the sea began to take me down Someone reached right in and rescued me La la la la la la la Stranded so very very long Lately lord I just don't feel too strong See hopeless is carrying me away I'm on my knees begging for today There was a lightning crash right over me It struck so hard my ship began to sink And just as the sea began to take me down Someone reached right in and rescued me
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All will wither, go to sleep The ones you love you may not keep All you touch will fall apart The dreams you kill will break your heart There's no mercy, there's no rest The void will scream within your chest No one knows and no one will So leave this place that makes you Ill - Madder Mortem |
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Status: One of the cool kids.
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: the city
Gender: Male
Posts: 338
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say anything - admit it!
ADMIT IT! Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance and vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs, you know nothing ABOUT 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 gestapo. You adhere to a set of standards and tastes that appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges-BULL****-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? Woah,Woah,Woah,Woah! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? Woah,Woah,Woah,Woah! 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 *****ING about! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? Woah,Woah,Woah,Woah! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? Woah,Woah,Woah,Woah! Cause 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, 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. 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! ADMIT IT!You are a FRAUD!ADMIT IT! You're living a LIE! your life is living a lie! You don't impress me! ADMIT IT! You don't intimidate me! ADMIT IT! Why don't you bow down, get on the ground, walk this ****ing plank! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? Woah,Woah,Woah! Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself? Woah,Woah,Woah! 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,guitar go! I drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, yeah I drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, yeah oh And I am done with this, I wanna taste the breeze of every great city , My car and my guitar, My car and my guitar, So you'll come to be, made of these urges unfulfilled, Oh no, no, no, no, no, When I'm dead I'll rest, When I'm dead I'll rest, lay still, When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest, When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest, When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest, When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest,
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These are my friends This is who they have been for always These are my days This is how they stay |
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Status: blessed with lucky sevens
Join Date: Mar 2009
Location: Brisbane, Australia.
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Posts: 637
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Verse from 'Thurston Moore's Psychic Hearts'
they ****ed your head up that's for sure your heart is ripped now wrapped in fur but you know that sex is pretty insane and magic seems to kill the pain and the things that go on inside your brain makes you seem to think that you're to blame don't think about it throw it out love 'em all and say it loud fight the scumbags that slap you around scream your crazy lost and found we don't have to tell you what is right we have all the faith that it was not right |
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Status: Antsy.
Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Maryland
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Posts: 1,162
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Can't stop my mind from thinking of you
How am I supposed to function Got me feelin' for your lips on my kiss All night, never want no other lover Baby I'm hungry I want and I need Bring me your sugar And pour it all over me baby - "Put Your Hands On Me" by Joss Stone.
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"Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt." - William Shakespeare |
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Status: SAS member
Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: Ontario, Canada
Age: 28
Posts: 182
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"I'm not looking for extra attention, I just wanna be just like you..
Blend in with the rest of the room, maybe just point me to the closest restroom."
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Cracked halo horns on my helmet Little doll crawl in cherry red velvet |
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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Washington
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Posts: 207
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"I bet you've never heard ole Marshall Dylan say
Miss Kitty have you ever thought of running away Settling down would you marry me If I ask you twice and beg you pretty please She'd of said Yes in a New York minute They never tied the knot His heart wasn't in it He just stole a kiss as he road away He never hung his hat up, at Kitty's place" - Toby Keith "Shoulda Been a Cowboy" I'm also feeling like this: "Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you, baby Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy Do I have your love, am I still enough Tell me don't I, or tell me do I, baby Give you everything that you ever wanted Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely Do I just need to give up and get on with my life Baby, do I?" - Luke Bryan "Do I" |
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Status: None the wiser
Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Melbourne, Australia
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Posts: 496
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"Let me tell you how I've been,
I've been hiding from my friends, Hiding from thw world, Hiding from myself" Only those lines are relevant, Hard-Fi - Better do better
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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Jan 2009
Posts: 116
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bayside; tortures if the damned
hate myself more than I ever let on I’m burned out at 22 I lived too fast and I loved too much and I’ll die too young, but I chose this cup that I drank from Knew what I was getting into. But I couldn’t let out what I had to keep in I’m ashamed of myself and unspeakable sins that I’ve committed and… I’ve made mistakes but I’ll find my way. No explanation for the things I’ve failed at before They can’t hold my hand It just hurts to be a man Through the tortures of the damned. If I only had an axe I’d sever the ties I’ve made with the world Maybe I can be a stranger in a strange place If I start now, maybe I can be saved If I only had a mask, I’d cover these bleeding eyes They’re bloodshot now but they’ll be black by dawn If I wake up now I can be pure again Look at me now, I’m on the tracks with my back towards the last train leaving |
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Status: Dancing on Rainbows
Join Date: Jan 2009
Location: Calilalaland
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Posts: 1,775
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Forget your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase all your cares away Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy Get ready for the judgment day The sun is shining, come on get happy The Lord is waiting to take your hand Shout Hallelujah, come on get happy We're going to the Promised Land
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I scraped my knees while I was praying
And found a demon in my safest haven. Seems like, it's getting harder to believe in anything Than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts. I wanna know what it'd be like To find perfection in my pride To see nothing in the light Just turn it off In all my spite, in all my spite, I'll turn it off. - Turn It Off - Paramore http://twitter.com/MissEerie |
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Status: Spun Undone
Join Date: Jul 2009
Location: K-W, Ontario
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Posts: 513
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"I guess you better go and get your armour..."
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I'm a hopeless romantic & kicking the habit
But all hearts have darts. |
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Status: SAS Member
Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: Vancouver
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Posts: 79
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Loneliness it shadows me, quicker than darkness
Crawls to the surface of my skin, visibly surrounded by it Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free Surrounded by empty souls, artificial courage used And because so, once was mine I walk this maze alone Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free The man's beside himself, man's below himself Man's behind himself, Am I inside myself Chaos and hate shadow me, pain it fills me up Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free The man's beside himself, man's below himself Man's behind himself, Am I inside myself Chaos and hate shadow me, hate it fills me up Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free The man's beside himself, man's below himself Man's behind himself, Am I inside myself ALICE AND CHAINS - AM I INSIDE |
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Status: Lone Wolf
Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: '''
Gender: Male
Posts: 137
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This is the song with the lyrics, I was in grocery store once and heard this song on the radio in the store, and I was not doing well and I almost started to cry in front of others in the store.
James Morrison - Wonderful World
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Status: Previously Banned
Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Canada eh?
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Posts: 1,375
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A cold and frosty mornin'
There's not a lot to say, about the things caught in my mind And as the day was dawnin' My plane flew away, with all the things caught in my mind And I wanna be there when you're comin' down And I wanna be there when you hit the ground So don't go away Say what you say Say that you'll stay Forever and a day In the time of my life, cause I need more time Yes I need more time just to make things right |
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Status: Miseria Cantare
Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Mississippi
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Posts: 362
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I feel like I would like to be somewhere else doing something that matters,
And I'll admit here, while I sit here my mind wastes away and my doubts start to gather, What's the purpose? It feels worthless, So unwanted like I've lost all my value, I can't find it not in the least bit and I'm just scared so scared that I'll fail you, And sometimes I think that I'm not any good at all, And sometimes I wonder why, why I'm even here at all, But then you assure me, I'm a little more than useless and when I think that I can't do this you promise me that I'll get thru this and doing something right for once, So if I say I can't do something significant I'll opt to leave most opportunities wasted, And nothing trivial that life can give me will measure up to what might have replaced it, Too late look my date book is packed full of days that were empty and now gone, And I'll bet that regret will prove to get me to improve in the long run. Unnoticed, I know this week is a symbol of how I use my time, Resent it, I spent it convincing myself the world's doing just fine, Without me doing anything of any consequence, Without me showing any sign of ever making sense of my time, It's my life and my right to use it like I should like He would for the good of everything that I would ever know. I'm a little more than useless and when I think that I can't do this you promise me that I'll get thru this and do something right for once, I'm a little more than useless and I never knew I knew this was gonna be the day when I would do something right for once.
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"I feel like a helpless puppet being manipulated in some major scheme."~ Squall Leonhart My avatar is my art...www.myspace.com/illlaymedown |
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Status: Император
Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: In the wrong place
Gender: Female
Posts: 160
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"Slow motion, liquid universe. I'm feeling nowhere. It doesn't matter where we go because I already been there."
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Швеция ● Германия ● Россия ● Франция ● Румыния
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Status: I am Jack's wasted life.
Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: North Mississippi
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Posts: 187
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I really need to talk with you
I keep stepping on the vein That keeps my lifeline flowing thru I wanna be your perfect stick of glue But I don’t feel perfect at all Sad and insecure flaw I find it hard to hold conversation I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away Its not you its strictly me in this situation I’m wondering will it ever go away…just go away |
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Status: Eating Knives
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Woodlawn Cemetery
Gender: Male
Posts: 450
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Six semen samples seventeen strands of hair
Found in the back of a van after a shoot with Vanity Fair Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab F*ckin doctor I ain’t even understand a damn word he said I planned to relapse second I walked outta that ***** Two weeks sobriety I ain’t enlightened Biting into a f*ckin Vicodin like I’m a Viking Oh lightning is striking it might be a f*cking sign I need a psychic Evaluation f*ck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth That means it’s just a regular day And this is the kind of sh*t I think of regularly F*ckin lesbian shouldn’t of had her legs in the way Now she’s pregnant and gay missing both legs and beggin to stay |
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