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does no one post stuff anymore?

well, jsut got system of a down cd. really really good. retarded and i love it.
the arcade fire pretty good too.. must listen to it a secnod time first though.

hmmm.. no one to talk to...

will post more lyrisc when bored.

where is everyone?

-KAREN-

cut up angels

If we cut out the badWell then we’d have nothing leftLike I cut up your mouth The night I stuffed it all inAnd you lied to the AngelSaid I stabbed you to deathIf we go at the same timeThey'll clean up the messI lost my head You couldn’t comeThis lust to my brain almost feels like a gunWatched you bite into the bottleWatched me kick out the chairLet you chew up the glassAnd laughed as you just hung thereI have thought of rose petals mostly perfect and pureThen I thought of your petals And the abuse they’ve been throughI lost my head You couldn’t comeThis lust to my brain almost feels like a gunYou lost your headI couldn’t comeThis lust to my brain almost feels like a gunWhoa whoaI told the angelsCant stay in heavenI asked the devilIf we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing leftLike I cut up your angels Yeah you stabbed me to deathI lost my head You couldn’t comeThis lust to my brain almost feels like a gunYou lost your head I couldn’t comeThis lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

fault

Why did I let you inside my lifeHow could I let you inside my body my soul my brainNow I cant make you go awayYou're driving me insane and inside out…I can tellIts meaningful and so hurtfulThere's no place just to hideI can tell you right now that this pain that I feel is not just inside of my mindI can tell you right now that its physical and painful to be so vulnerableThis is my faultOh this is my faultHow could I lie to myself againThese bad decisions a never ending storyI think id know by now just how to bout to smileYou're driving me insane and inside out…becauseIts meaningful and so hurtfulThere's no place just to hideI can tell you right now that this pain that I feel is not just inside of my mindI can tell you right now that its physical and painful to be so vulnerableI can tell you this pain is so unreal cant help but feel left all aloneI can tell you to listen to me when I say to you I know This is my faultOh this is my faultI know this is my fault [x4]I can tell you right now that this pain that I feel is not just inside of my mindI can tell you right now that its physical and painful to be so vulnerableI can tell you this pain is so unreal cant help but feel left all aloneI can tell you to listen to me when I say to you I know This is my faultOh this is my fault

BYOB

Why do they always send the poor?
My God is of Bible blood with pointed ears
Victorious, victorious steel
Can your spending kneel?
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Blast off, it's party time
And we all live in a fascist nation
Blast off, it's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to a obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sun
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor!
They always send the poor!

does anyone even visit this anymore?

so i'm really jsut tempted to start venting about stuff that i'd for sure be embarassed about after.. so i'll have some sort of self control. maybe i'll post lyrics now.

ooh and by the way. i hate everyone!!!!!