Song lyrics that define your life

I no longer know what I want,
I no longer know what I need,
I no longer know what I’m doing here,
I no longer know what to believe

All I ever wanted was the water,
All I ever got was the land,
All I want is to,
Fly away with you,
But these days I can barely stand,
I used to believe in the angels,
I used to believe in she,
But there’s a dark rope from which my love dangles,
And she swings as a reminder for me

That I no longer know what I want,
I no longer know what I need,
I no longer know what I’m doing here,
I no longer know what to believe

Harboring thoughts I should have long forgotten,
Gazing at stars I thought once shined for me,
Knowing the fruits of my youth have turned rotten,
‘Cause I don’t know who I’m supposed to be,
Maybe I’m a hero, who’s been misdirected,
Maybe I’m a knight, who was born out of time,
Maybe I’m an orphan, who’s just been rejected,
Or just a prisoner, confronting his crime

Deirdre dances like beauty designed,
By the gods that have never known man,
To this idea, I am hereby resigned,
That my God has some sort of plan…

“Deirdre Dances”
-Michael McDermott

This about sums it up for me.

Bad Religion, The Defense

Nothing comes easier than madness in the world today
Mass paranoia is a mode not a malady
Yeah I’d like to watch a thousand cable channels but there’s nothing on
and my high-speed connection’s monitored daily by the Pentagon

These things are seldom what they seem
I’m not inclined to enjoy my dreams
won’t go away…

No Peace
And No Friends
We trace the mortal edge (with no defense)
To state the obvious
This world is perilous for us

No Sense
and no Guide
Ain’t it beautiful to be alive (yeah right)
I won’t resign before the struggle ends,
So I’ll construct this sound defense

We are the prey, and culture is the predator
I’m running out of time where conditions are positional
Shadows of a doubt cast reluctance and depravity
There’s gotta be a way to overcome this group-reality

Is there an option left for me?
I’m not immune to despondency
There’s no way

and no peace
no friends
we trace the mortal edge
to state the obvious
this world is perilous for us
no sense
and no guide
ain’t it beautiful to be alive (yeah right)
I won’t resign before the struggle ends
so I’ll construct this sound defense

There’s a signpost on the corner
and it keeps everybody safe
we were all made in the shade
and your mother’s in the kitchen
where she’s patching all the cracks in the wall
we never had a care in the world…

No Peace
(too much to sacrifice)
No friends
(It’s hard to recognize)
we trace the mortal edge
(just a compromise of purely deadly alibis)
It’s combinational
the pressure’s so intense
so I’ll construct this sound defense

nothing’s plainer than the madness in the world today
I must conceal myself and steel myself and break away
I seek initiative in matters that are black and white
so I’ll construct this sound defense

"…society is burning me up
take a bite, spit it out
take their rules
rip 'em up, tear them down

twisted mind, withered brain
you know I’m going insane
I just tell them to get back
when they tell me how to act
i’ve got the world up my ass

you know I’ve got the world up my ass"

-Imp

Alone.
Insane.
On the twisted nails of faith.

This is really really funny. Well to me anyway. A couple of years ago I was going through a serious Miss Dynamite phase. My best friend and I would drive around in my car at 3 in the morning having deep philosophical and highly intellectual conversations. So one day, we were parked outside the heath having a mad mad conversation listening to this song which I would say really defined our playtime. Afterall, philosophy is borne out of playtime and being the real little girl that I am… The other day I was over at her place doing our usual…when another friend of ours popped round to return a tape that she had lent him a few years ago. He had a good giggle and put it on. Unbeknown to us she had recorded the entire conversation on her walkman with this song playing in the background. We had been talking about him. This song defined that period in my life. What fun. What a pleasure.

Remember when I was so weak 4 u,
Remember when I felt so deep 4 u,
I remember the day I cried 4 u,
Remember the days I thought I’d die for you.
But you said you had no time for me,
Said that you and I would never be,
Said you wouldn’t mind gettin’ up between my legs,
But not good enough to be your girl that’s what you said.

Ooh how you broke my heart that day,
All the love I had for you,
But only disrespect did you show me.

Now you want my love,
So what ya tryin’ 2 tell me?
Now I’m good enough?
And now you want my time,

If you think you’re gunna get it must be out ya fuckin mind.

Now it was pure disrespect that you showed me,
And now suddenly a brother wanna know me,
Is it because I’m Ms. Dynamitee,
That suddenly you wantin’ me to be your wifey

You’re showing how shallow you really are,
Coz all this shit don’t make me no superstar,
Lickle name Lickle fame Up in dis game,
Shit ain’t changed, shit ain’t changed,
I’m still the same,
I’m still the same girl,
Who’s heart you broke that day,
All the love I had for you,
But only disrespect did you show me.

Da Da Da

Now you want my love,
So what ya tryin’ 2 tell me?
Now I’m good enough?
And now you want my time,

If you think you’re gunna get it must be out ya fuckin mind.

Now you tried misusin’, abusin’ and usin’
Was it ammusin’ when you was confusin’
And left me in sorrow.
Now tell me who’s in control.

And it was so upsettin’ but now I’m lettin’ you know my love you ain’t gettin’,
I’m bettin’ that you regrettin’ the day you stole that lickle piece of my soul.

Now you want my love,
So what ya tryin’ 2 tell me?
Now I’m good enough?
And now you want my time,

If you think you’re gunna get it must be out ya fuckin mind.

• Now you want my love, Miss Dynamite

A

Talking Heads (but it’s got to be LOUD… oh yeah!)

I don’t know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
Take my money, my cigarettes
I haven’t seen the worst of it yet
I wanna know that you’ll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down

I don’t know why you treat me so bad
Think of all the things we could have had
Love is an ocean that I can’t forget
My sweet sixteen I would never regret

I wanna know that you’ll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Push me in the river, dip me in the water
Washing me down, washing me

Hug me, squeeze me, love me, tease me
Till I can’t, till I can’t, till I can’t take no more of it
Take me to the water, drop me in the river
Push me in the water, drop me in the river
Washing me down, washing me down

I don’t know why I love you like I do
All the troubles you put me through
Sixteen candles there on my wall
And here am I the biggest fool of them all

I wanna know that you’ll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river and drop me in the water
Dip me in the river, drop me in the water
Washing me down, washing me down.

I wanna come and play at your house Bessy.

A

New blood joins this earth
and quickly he’s subdued
through constant pain disgrace
a young boy learns their rules

with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
a young man struggles on and on he’s known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they’ll take away

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never be
never see
won’t see what might have been

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he’s battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never be
never see
won’t see what might have been

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

(solo)

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never be
never see
won’t see what might have been

what I’ve felt
what I’ve known
never shined through in what I’ve shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

wo o wo…

never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

you labeled me
I’ll label you
so I dub thee unforgiven

never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven

you labeled me
I’ll label you
so I dub thee unforgiven

try local songs not crappy personal stuff like
think before you do something like this again
people.

Hail to the great, great David Byrne.

And… Hail to the great Al Green!

watcha gonna do wit all that junk, all that junk insaid your trunk?

immana gitgitgit cho drunk, getchu lovdunk off mah humps, mah humps mahumps mahumps,
my humps my humps my humps, mah lovely lady lumps.

ghetto dance

See… that song really makes me think about thing- … breaks out laughing oh I couldn’t do it…

the black eyed peas suck in terms of lyrics.

fuck fergie is hot though… geez louise

I really hope you’re kidding me…

Ever since the addition of Fergie the black eyed peas have sucked royally. It amazes me that such a good group could go so horribly wrong.

They should be publicly flogged for “my humps”. How do you go from joints and jams to my humps?! Jesus.

who do you people think i am? of course im kidding…

though it is catchy…

naysayrs, i havent talked to you in a while, i miss that! oh the good ole days! ill get on AIM soon…

…imanna git git git you drunk, git you …

It’s as though there’s a whole language with which I’m utterly unfamiliar…

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that’s real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar’s chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

reznor/cash

-Imp

I know this place. So very well.

A