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Post subject: Posted: May 25th, 2008, 2:59 pm |
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Ha, that's definitely a relief.
The Fear You Won't Fall - Joshua Radin
Digging a hole and the walls are caving in
Behind me air's getting thin but I'm trying
I'm breathing in
Come find me
It hasn't felt like this before
It hasn't felt like home before you
And I know it's easy to say but it's harder to feel
This way
And I miss you more than I should
Than I thought I could
Can't get my mind off of you
I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it
That's part of it all
Part of the beauty of falling in love with you is the fear you won't fall
It hasn't felt like this before
It hasn't felt like home before you
And I know it's easy to say but it's harder to feel
This way
And I miss you more than I should than I thought I could
Can't get my mind off of you
And I hate the phone
But I wish you'd call
Thought being alone
Was better than was better than
And I know it's easy to say but it's harder to feel this way
And I miss you more than I should
Than I thought I could
Can't get my mind off of you
Can't get my mind off of you
_________________ Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
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Post subject: Posted: May 31st, 2008, 5:53 pm |
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I only just recently gave the Caveman Nick a chance.. but I think I might fall in love with The Ship Song. Usually I'm not a lyrics-person but I like these:
The Ship Song by Nick Cave
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.
We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground.
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down.
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly.
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.
_________________ >>Be the change you wish to see in the world<<
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Post subject: Posted: May 31st, 2008, 8:32 pm |
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"Propaganda" - Some Velvet Morning
I know this ground beneath me
Is slipping away
I hear the message you're preaching
I try to escape
Oh, forgive me, if I'm not myself
Oh, forgive me, if I don't want your help
From experts and preachers,
From textbooks and teachers.
It's all propaganda
From tabloids and talkshows,
From billboards to god knows
It's just propaganda.
There's no time to count the civilian
There's work to be done.
For until these billions are trillions
Then war will go on.
Oh forgive me, if I deviate.
Oh forgive me, if I try to escape
The close up, the soundbite
The replay, the gunfight
It's all propaganda.
The tax cuts and think tanks,
The loopholes, the world bank..
Oh take a look around you,
It's all propaganda
Oh, forgive me if I deviate
Oh, forgive me if I try to escape
Away from this propaganda of
Illusion, confusion, delusion, intrusion
It's all propaganda.
From New York to Beijing
If we lose then they win.
From Big Macs to weight loss
From junkies to Kate Moss
From catwalks to blue jeans
From sweatshops to Gucci.
Oh, take a look around you,
It's all propaganda.
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2008, 6:54 am |
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Eä wrote: I only just recently gave the Caveman Nick a chance.. but I think I might fall in love with The Ship Song. Usually I'm not a lyrics-person but I like these: [...]
Nick Cave is THE man.
Eléanor - The Gathering
Underneath the mask you've buried yourself into It's coal-black I am tired of the gulping that you do Every day a new face What if I unscrew Your own identity Wouldn't you guess there's nothing left of you?
The quicksand of life drags us Down into the circle One day. we might not catch you
I feel sorry for what you try to do Breaking others down. to try and to pursue Your own selfish interests I am starting to get sick of you
Whatever happened ever since you left You make yourself and me look like fools
_________________ <center>[font=Times New Roman]<img src="http://tinyurl.com/63ongu"><br><br>From sorrow & pain I find my strength ... the more pain I feel, the more I see /// July the 4th 2008, first day of my life...<br><br>I met Eru on September 5th 2006 ♥ (and April 15th 2008!)<br><br>Censorship Causes Blindness</center>[/font]
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2008, 10:12 am |
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tim4x |
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"The Hollows" - Spartan Fidelity
I sleep in the hollows,
I drink from a shallow grave
Write songs about colors,
Write songs I could never play
Clear the bottles from the dirty ground
Burn the towers, look at what I've found
There's a whole world I wish to forget,
I've paid my debt
So I sleep in the hollows,
I'm not one to follow
'Cause I sleep in the hollows
Short but sweet. 
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2008, 7:50 pm |
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Benjy Davis Project- Louisiana Saturday Night
I remember being young.
Hell I think i still am.
I was sittin steady chillin on the tailgate
Sippin on a day old pint of that Tennessee bam-she-bam.
That's the last thing I recall.
Hell I heard I had a ball.
I was sittin sorta crooked stable staring at the stars,
Overwelmed at how many cars are parked at bars.
Will this liquor make me sicker than we already are?
Is this my calling?
Am I falling?
Is this what I need?
It goes boom lights come flashing through the window pane.
Lift my arms throw my spirit in the pouring rain.
Should I start runnin'.
I must be runnin out of time.
What am I doing on this Louisiana Saturday Night?
Can i get a cigarette?
Fuma-Fuma pass it over I ain't got a lighter
What I do is use the stova-stova.
Take another shower.
Wipe it over rover chofer comin in a half an hour
Through the back seat ain't called shotgun.
Driver sittin crooked in the driver seat.
Good God! Am I gonna die?
Just another picture missing from the newspaper.
See you later.
Turn the funky radio up.
Turn that radio up
It goes boom lights come flashing through the window pane.
Lift my arms throw my spirit in the pouring rain.
Should I start runnin'.
I must be runnin out of time.
What am I doing on this Louisiana Saturday Night?
I'm bored talkin bout the night
Cuz we all know Louisiana sets it up right
With the band playin front stage
Never made the front page
Livin off a dollar
In the hopes I get a good wage.
Shout out! Everybody clap.
For the fine little girl in the second row back.
With the blonde hair, mini-skirt
Nice legs, tight shirt,
Sippin off a beer like a true baton rouge should act.
It goes boom lights come flashing through the window pane.
Lift my arms throw my spirit in the pouring rain.
Should I start runnin'.
I must be runnin out of time.
What am I doing on this Louisiana Saturday Night?
_________________ Heavens no. Hell Yeah. Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2008, 7:55 pm |
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"Violet Hill" - Coldplay
Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops I remember
There was snow
White snow
Clearly, I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below
When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low
If you love me
Won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And the fog
Became God
Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft
Bury me in armor
When I’m dead and hit the ground
A love back home unfolds
If you love me
Won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier
With the captain of some sinking ship
With snow, far below
If you love me
Why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
So if you love me,
Won't you let me know?
If you love me,
Won't you let me know?
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Post subject: Posted: June 2nd, 2008, 7:38 pm |
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^^ starts humming Violet Hill....if you loooooooove me, won't you leeeet me knooooow....
Charlotte Sometimes "How I Could Kill a Man"
Go get your ribbon box
Go get your wounded heart
Seeing spiders, I'm told they never lie.
Go get your brother love
Go get your losing head
Seeing fire, I'm told it never burns.
I want it all, I pull you back. I want it all.
Cry baby, cry baby, cry. Soaking down your face.
Cry baby, cry baby, and you can't understand how I could just kill a man.
No to your letters love
No to unsturdy hands
Sleeping eyes, I'm told they never lie.
No to your key of rust
No to your raging words
Sleeping tires, I'm told they never drive.
(prechorus and chorus repeats)
If I wanted to stay, you won't stand in my way
But I'm choosing to leave with your heart on my sleeve
It feels too good without you
(chorus outro)
_________________ V.T.W. 1/11/61-11/30/10
 i didn't make this, but i can tell you who did.
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2008, 11:19 am |
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Placebo - Running Up That Hill
It doesn't hurt me. You wanna feel how it feels? You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me? You wanna hear about the deal I'm making? You be running up that hill You and me be running up that hill
And if I only could, Make a deal with God, And get him to swap our places, Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, Be running up that building. If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me, But see how deep the bullet lies. Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder. There is thunder in our hearts, baby. So much hate for the ones we love? Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, be running up that hill You and me, be running up that hill You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could, Make a deal with God, And get him to swap our places, Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, Be running up that building, If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling, Let me steal this moment from you now. C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling, Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could, Make a deal with God, And get him to swap our places, Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, With no problems. x2
'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7
The Wombats - Lets Dance To Joy Division
I'm back in Liverpool, And everything seems the same, But I worked something out last night, That changed this little boys brain, A small piece of advice, That took twenty-two years in the make, And I will break it for you now, Please learn from my mistakes, Please learn from my mistakes.
Let's dance to joy division, And celebrate the irony, Everything is going wrong, But we're so happy, Let's dance to joy division, And raise our glass to the ceiling, 'Cos this could all go so wrong, But we're just so happy, Yeah we're so happy.
So if your ever feeling down, Grab your purse and take a taxi, To the darker side of town, That's where we'll be, And we will wait for you and lead you through the dancefloor, Up to the D.J booth, You know what to ask for, You know what to ask for.
Go ask for Joy Division, And celebrate the irony, Everything is going wrong, But we're so happy, Let's dance to joy division, And raise our glass to the ceiling, 'Cos this could all go so wrong, But we're just so happy, So happy.
So let the love tear us apart, I've found the cure for a broken heart, Let it tear us apart, let the love tear us apart, I've found the cure for a broken heart, Let it tear us apart, (Let it tear us apart) So let the love tear us apart, I've found the cure for a broken heart, Let it tear us apart, (Let it tear us apart) So let the love tear us apart, I've found the cure for a broken heart, Let it tear us apart, Let it tear us apart, Let it tear us apart.
Let's dance to joy division, And celebrate the irony, Everything is going wrong, But were so happy, Let's dance to joy division, And raise our glass to the ceiling, 'Cos this could all go so wrong, But we're just so happy, Yeah we're so happy, So happy, Yeah we're so happy, So happy, Yeah we're so happy.
Paramore -That's What You Get
No sir, well I don’t wanna be the blame, not anymore It’s your turn, to take a seat we’re settling the final score And why do we like to hurt, so much?
I can’t decide You have made it harder just to go on And why? All the possibilities Well I was wrong ..
That’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa .. That’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa .. I drown out all my sense with the sound of its beating And that’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa ..
I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here ‘Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here I still try… holding onto silly things, I never learn Oh why? All the possibilities. I’m sure you’ve heard
That’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa .. That’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa .. I drown out all my sense with the sound of its beating And that’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa ..
They, make your way to me .. to me And I’ll always be just so inviting If I ever start to think straight This heart will start a riot in me Let’s start .. Start, hey!
Why do we like to hurt so much? Oh why do we like to her so much?
That’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa .. (3x)
Now I can’t trust myself with anything but this And that’s what you get when you let your heart win .. whoa
_________________ 
 Illuminate the way to my heart, It's twisting on a thread + COME RAISE THE DEAD +
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Post subject: Posted: June 5th, 2008, 2:58 am |
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Scorpion Flower - Moonspell
Curse the day, hail the night Flower grown in the wild In your empty heart In the breast that feeds Flower worn in the dark
Can I steal your mind for a while? Can I stop your heart for a while? Can I freeze your soul and your time? Scorpion flower Token of death Ignite the skies with your eyes And keep me away from your light
Surrender tears to your mortal act Flower cursed be thy fruit Of your courage last Of your grand finale Flower crushed in the ground In your empty heart In the breast that feeds Flower worn in the dark
Can I steal your mind for a while? Can I stop your heart for a while? Can I freeze your soul and your time? Scorpion flower Token of death Ignite the skies with your eyes
In your empty heart In the breast that feeds Flower worn in the dark
Can I steal your mind for a while? Can I stop your heart for a while? Can I freeze your soul and your time? Scorpion flower Token of death Ignite the skies with your eyes
_________________ <center>[font=Times New Roman]<img src="http://tinyurl.com/63ongu"><br><br>From sorrow & pain I find my strength ... the more pain I feel, the more I see /// July the 4th 2008, first day of my life...<br><br>I met Eru on September 5th 2006 ♥ (and April 15th 2008!)<br><br>Censorship Causes Blindness</center>[/font]
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Post subject: Posted: June 13th, 2008, 10:13 pm |
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Ludo- Love Me Dead
Love me cancerously, like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
'High-maintenance' means you're a gluttonous queen,
Narcissistic and mean.
Kill me romantically, fill my soul with vomit
Then ask me for a piece of gum.
Bitter and dumb, you're my sugarplum.
You're awful, I love you!
She moves through moonbeams slowly.
She knows just how to hold me.
And when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly.
She wears me down to bones in bed...
Must be the sign on my head, it says,
"Oh, love me dead!" Love me dead!
You're a faith-healer on T.V.
You're an office park without any trees
Corporate and cold, gushing for gold - leave me alone.
You suck so passionately.
You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin' my heart.
You call me up drunk. Does the fun ever start?
You're hideous... And sexy!
She moves through moonbeams slowly.
She knows just how to hold me.
And when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly.
She wears me down to bones in bed...
Must be the sign on my head, it says,
"Oh, love me dead!" Love me dead! Wow! Uh!
Love me cancerously.
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da! Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
How's your new boy? Does he know about me?
You've got the mark of a the beast.
You're born of a jackal! You're beautiful!
She moves through moonbeams slowly.
She knows just how to hold me.
And when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly.
She wears me down to bones in bed...
Wha' 'bout the sigh on my head?
It says, "Oh, love me dead!" Love me dead!
Love me dead! Love me dead!
Oh... Love me dead!
_________________ Heavens no. Hell Yeah. Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me
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Post subject: Posted: June 14th, 2008, 12:28 am |
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^ that. is. hilarious.
i had yet to look up those lyrics since i've seen the hilarious video.
"My Love Goes Free" Jon Foreman
The Movement comes in slow
It's a tune we both should know
But the walls are thin
So we keep our voices low
You're a bird with a pretty mouth
You're a bird with songs to shout
And the same refrain continues
Singing out
If you love her let her go
She sings beautiful and slow
A tune that only caged birds know
So you're in nashville on the phone
And I'm back here at home
And the words are new
But I recognize the tone
If you love her let her go
She's beautifully composed
A tune that only caged birds know
My love goes free...
My love goes free...
My love goes free...
_________________ V.T.W. 1/11/61-11/30/10
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Post subject: Posted: June 14th, 2008, 3:43 am |
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"The Islander" - Nightwish
An old man by a sea shore at the end of day
Gazes the horizon with sea winds in his face
Tempest-tossed island, seasons all the same
Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name
Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard
He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world
Showing the way, lighting hope in their hearts
The ones and their travels homeward from afar
This is for long-forgotten light at the end of the world
Horizon crying the tears he left behind long ago
The albatross is flying, making him daydream
The time before he became one of the world's unseen
Princess in the tower, children in the fields
Life gave him it all an island of the universe
Now his love's a memory, a ghost in the fog
He sets the sails one last time saying farewell to the world
Anchor to the water, seabed far below
Grass still in his feet and a smile beneath his brow
This is for long-forgotten light at the end of the world
Horizon crying the tears he left behind long ago
_________________ 
.*+I'VE MET ANTIGONE, MONTANABOHEMIAN, RAIVYNN PHOENIX, BERIADANWEN & PIRATEOFTHERINGS+*.
(¯`•¸·´¯`·._.·[TRUE VAMPIRES DON'T SPARKLE]·._.·´¯`·¸•´¯)
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Post subject: Posted: June 15th, 2008, 12:49 am |
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A Little Priest - Sweeney Todd Soundtrack
Seems an awful waste Such a nice plump frame Wot's-his-name has-- Had-- Has! Nor it can’t be traced Bus’ness needs a lift Debts to be erased Think of it as thrift As a gift... If you get my drift... Seems an awful waste I mean, with the price of meat what it is When you get it If you get it--
“Ah!”
Good, you got it! Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop Bus’ness never better, using only pussycats and toast Now a pussy’s good for maybe six or seven at the most And I’m sure they can’t compare - as far as taste
Mrs. Lovett What a charming notion Eminently practical and yet appropriate as always Mrs. Lovett How I did without you all these years I’ll never know! How delectable! Also undetectable How choice! How rare!
Well, it does seem a waste... Think about it! Lots of other gentlemen’ll Soon be comin’ for a shave Won’t they? Think of All them Pies!
For what’s the sound of the world out there?
What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound?
Those crunching noises pervading the air?
Yes, Mr. Todd! Yes, Mr. Todd! Yes, all around!
It’s man devouring man, my dear
And who are we to deny it in here? Then who are we to deny it in here?
It’s priest Have a little priest
Is it really good?
Sir, it’s too good, at least! Then again, they don’t commit sins of the flesh So it’s pretty fresh Awful lot of fat Only where it sat Haven’t you got poet Or something like that? No, you see, the trouble with poet is How do you know it’s deceased? Try the priest!
Lawyer’s rather nice If it’s for a price Order something else, though, to follow Since no one should swallow it twice! Anything that’s lean? Well, then, if you’re British and loyal You might enjoy Royal Marine! Anyway, it’s clean Though of course, it tastes of wherever it’s been!
Is that squire On the fire? Mercy no, sir Look closer You’ll notice it’s grocer! Looks thicker More like vicar No, it has to be grocer-- it’s green
The history of the world, my love-- Save a lot of graves Do a lot of relatives favours --Is those below serving those up above Ev’rybody shaves So there should be plenty of flavours... How gratifying for once to know-- That those above will serve those down below! It’s fop Finest in the shop Or we have some shepherd’s pie peppered With actual shepherd on top And I’ve just begun-- ’Ere’s a politician - so oily It’s served with a doily-- ’Ave one? Put it on a bun Well, you never know if it’s going to run! Try the friar Fried, it’s drier No, the clergy is really Too coarse and too mealy Then actor-- It’s compacter Ah, but always arrives overdone
Have charity towards the world, my pet Yes, yes, I know, my love! We’ll take the customers that we can get High-born and low, my love We’ll not discriminate great from small No, we’ll serve anyone-- Meaning anyone-- We’ll serve anyone-- And to anyone-- At all!
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Post subject: Posted: June 15th, 2008, 9:06 pm |
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^Epic win to both Sweeney and Depeche Mode.
"No Children" - The Mountain Goats
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town
Again in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
Yeah I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can't find one good thing to say
And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
_________________ Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
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Post subject: mo' jon foreman. Posted: June 16th, 2008, 2:24 am |
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Jon Foreman- "I Hate All Your Show"
I hate all your show and pretense
The hypocrisy of your praise
The hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stop up my ears when you're singing them
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
Your eyes are closed when you're praying
You sing right along with the band
You shine up your shoes for services
But there's blood on your hands
You've turned your back on the homeless
And the ones who don't fit in your plan
Quit playing religion games
There's blood on your hands
Let's argue this out
If your sins are blood red
Let's argue this out
You'll be white as the clouds
Let's argue this out
Quit fooling around
Give love to the ones who can't love at all
Give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
Stand up for the ones who can't stand at all
All
I hate all your show
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
_________________ V.T.W. 1/11/61-11/30/10
 i didn't make this, but i can tell you who did.
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