NICE GUYS FINISH LAST |
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2006.01.10. 19:58 |
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Nice guys finish last
You're running out of gas
Your sympathy will get you left behind
Sometimes you're at your best, when you look the worst
Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain
Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane
I'm so fucking happy I could cry
Every joke can have it's truth and now the joke's on you
I never knew you were such a funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast
Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine
Living on command
You're shaking lots of hands
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need
Bite the hand that feeds
You kill your memory |
HITCHIN ' A RIDE |
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2006.01.10. 19:56 |
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Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour
Say oh no
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well
The well that inebriates the guilt. 1,2. 1,2,3,4.
Cold turkeys getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak no.
There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up, as say 1,2. 1,2,3,4.
Troubled times, you know I can not lie
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride
There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating
My tongue is swelling up, I say Shit! |
THE GROUCH |
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2006.01.10. 19:54 |
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I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me so fuck you
Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six pack of apathy
Lifes a bitch and so am I
The world owes me so fuck you
Wasted youth and a fistfull of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistfull of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
I've decomposed yet my gut's getting fat
Oh my god I'm turning out like my Dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me so fuck you |
REDUCTANT |
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2006.01.10. 19:53 |
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We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention;
like a production line going over and over and over, roller coaster.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now I hate it.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant,
'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak |
SCATTERED |
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2006.01.10. 19:52 |
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Well, I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor
Reminds me of the times we shared
Makes me wish that you were here
'Cause now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life
Well, all the songs have been erased
Guess I've learned from my mistakes
Open the past and present
Now and we are there
Story to tell and I am listening
Open the past and present
And the future, too
It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you
Loose ends tied in knots leaving a lump down in my throat
Gagging on a souvenir
Lodged to fill another year
Well, drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds
Leaving myself open wide
Living out a sacrifice
If you got no one
And I've got no place to go
Would it be alright?
Could it be alright? |
ALL THE TIME |
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2006.01.10. 19:47 |
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ALL THE TIME, EVERY TIME I NEED IT.
WHAT'S THE TIME?
I'D SAY THE TIME IS RIGHT.
HERE'S TO ME.
LET'S FIND ANOTHER REASON DOWN THE HATCH.
AND A BAD ATTITUDE,
SALUD WASTING TIME WASTING TIME DOWN A BUM FUCK ROAD AND
I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE HELL IT'LL GO.
HEIRLOOMS AND HUFFING FUMES AND I'M PICKING UP THE PACE
AND I'M GONNA SMASH STRAIGHT INTO A WALL.
ALL THE TIME. A "NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION" HOW SOON THAT WE FORGET.
DOING TIME. LOVING EVERY MINUTE.
LIVE IT UP ON ANOTHER LET DOWN.
SALUD. PROMISES, PROMISES, IT WAS ALL SET IN STONE,
CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO DIE. SUGAR FIX.
DIRTY TRICKS AND A TRICK QUESTION.
GUESS I SHOULD HAVE READ BETWEEN THE LINES.
HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE, WATCHING THE CLOCK TICK.
ALL THE TIME, WHERE DID ALL THE TIME GO?
IT'S TOO LATE TO SAY GOODNIGHT.
TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE HAVING FUN.
TIMES UP WHEN YOU WORK LIKE A DOG.
SALUD. |
WORRY ROCK |
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2006.01.10. 19:46 |
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Another sentimental argument.
And bitter love.
Fucked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud.
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone.
The worry rock has turned to dust. And fallen on our pride.
A knocked down dragged out fight.
Fat lips and open wounds.
Another wasted night and no one will take the fall.
Where do we go from here?
And what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead and streets and I'll guarantee
we'll have the road. |
PLATYPUS (I HATE YOU) |
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2006.01.10. 19:45 |
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Your rise and fall
Back up against the wall
What goes around is coming back and haunting you
It's time to quit
Cause you ain't worth the shit
Under my shoes or the piss on the ground
No one loves you and you know it
Don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
Cause now I wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you want
to hear.
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
I heard your sick
Sucked on that cancer stick
A throbbing tumor and a radiation high
Shit out of luck
And now your time is up
It brings me pleasure just to know your going to die
Dickhead, Fuckface, cock smoking, mother fucking, asshole,
dirty twat, waste of semen, I hope you die HEY
Red eye, code blue
I'd like to strangle you
And watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull
When you go down
Head first into the ground
I'll stand above you just to piss on your grave |
UPTIGHT |
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2006.01.10. 19:43 |
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I woke up on the wrong side of the floor.
Made made my way through the front door.
Broke my engagement with myself.
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt.
The future just ain't what it used to be.
I got a new start on a dead end road.
Peaked.
Peaked out on reaching new lows, Owe I paid off all my debts to myself.
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt.
The future's in my living room.
Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun, All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun Uptight I'm a nag with a gun. |
JINX |
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2006.01.10. 19:39 |
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I FUCKED UP AGAIN IT'S ALL MY FAULT.
SO TURN ME AROUND AND FACE THE WALL.
READ ME MY RIGHTS AND TELL ME I'M WRONG.
UNTIL IT GETS INTO MY THICK SKULL.
A SLAP ON THE WRIST.
A STAB IN THE BACK.
TORTURE ME, I'VE BEEN A BAD BOY.
NAIL ME TO THE CROSS UNTIL YOU HAVE WON.
I LOST BEFORE I DID ANY WRONG.
I'M HEXED WITH REGRETS AND BAD LUCK, KEEP YOUR DISTANCE
'CAUSE IT'S RUBBING OFF.
OR YOU WILL BE DAMNED TO SPEND YOUR LIFE IN HELL.
OR EARTH WITH ME TANGLED AT YOUR FEET.
YOU FINALLY MET YOUR NEMESIS DISGUISED AS YOUR FATAL LONG LOST LOVE.
SO KISS IT GOOD BYE UNTIL DEATH DO WE PART.
YOU FELL FOR A JINX FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. |
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
