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http://www.trportfolio.net/upload/view_upload.php?id=409924

Don't really have favorites..but I love this song.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZeANmos_LA

Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the Sun

Immortality...

As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on too
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun

Immortality..

I Cannot stop the thought
I'm Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live

Oh, we're posting lyrics too now?


Well, in that case,

http://www.trportfolio.net/upload/view_upload.php?id=409924

RIIIIIGHT

WE ARE


HEAD ****


AND THIS



IS



HEAD FUUUUCK

RECOOORDS



OUR METHOD IS


****


YOUR HEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD

I could not find anything else, forget the video and litsen to the music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmWcFXyy5XI

This song gives me goose bumps, and I don't know why.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ziGoJBLnRA&feature=related

She lived on the curve in the road
In an old tar paper shack.
On the south side of the town
On the wrong side of the tracks.
Sometimes on the way into town
We'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?"
Sometimes we did
But her hands flew from her side.
Wild eyed
Crazy Mary.

Down the long dirt road
Past the Parson's place.
That old blue car
We used to race.
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side.
Said 'NO L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G ALLOWED.'
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd.

Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a...
A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around.

One night thunder cracked.
Mercy backed outside my windowsill.
Dreamed I was flying
High above the trees, over the hills.
Looked down into the house of Mary.
A bare bulb on.
Newspaper covered walls.
And Mary rising up above it all.
Oh... Oh... Oh...

Next morning on the way into town
Saw some skid marks and followed them around.
Over the curve,
Through the fields,
Into the house of Mary.

That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2)

Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a...
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around.
Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a...
Oh yeah.

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGnNL43qZqQ

I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said "I've never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?
If you pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way."
I said "You're such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?"
She looked at me and this is what she said,

"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good".

Not even fifteen minutes later
I'm still walking down the street,
When I saw a shadow of a man creep out of sight.
Then he walks up from behind
And puts a gun up to my head,
He made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight.
He said "Give me all you've got
I want your money not your life,
But if you try to make a move I won't think twice."
I said "You can have my cash
But first you know I got to ask
What made you want to live this kind of life?"

He said "There ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good".

Now a couple hours passed
And I was sitting at my house,
The day was winding down and coming to an end.
So I turned on the TV
And flipped it over to the news,
And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend.
I saw a preacher man in cuffs he'd taken money from the church,
He's got this bank account with righteous dollar bills.
But even still I can't say much
Because I know we're all the same,
Oh yes we've all got to satisfy those thrills.

"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
We got bills to pay,
We got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know we can't slow down,
We can't hold back,
Though you know, we wish we could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good"

^ Hey, that sounds pretty cool.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=av4zyRT6vPU

Standin on the corner of civilization
Theres a time theres a place for me
In a world where I cant be found
Cold and mean people give me the creeps

Going to the jungle where the elephant roams
Got to get away gonna make it my home

Losing my taste for the human race
Social grace is a waste of time
Its absurd when I look around
So sublime that we blow my mind

Naked in the rain with a killer whale
I can taste the salt when I lick his tail

Naked in the rain
Doctor doolittle whats your secret
Give it to me doctor
Dont keep it

I never met an animal that I didnt like
You can come to me I wont bite
Dont you know dog is mans best friend
There is some love that you cant fight

Naked in the rain with black tattoos
Runnin through the woods laughing at the blues

Naked in the rain
Doctor doolittle whats your secret
Give it to me doctor
Dont keep it

Listen to the talking heart in my chest
With this gift good lord I am blessed
Theres a lump and its in my throat
Im in love with the wilderness

Naked in the river skinny dippin my way
In the waterfall I just wanna play

Naked in the rain
Doctor doolittle whats your secret
Give it to me doctor
Dont keep it
Naked in the rain
Doctor doolittle whats your secret
Give it to me doctor
Dont keep it

Yeah but guys what about my song


Guys pay attention to me


guys?


guys!!!

Really not my taste.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2y3juVy9KGo

What was it like to see
The face of your own stability
Suddenly look away
Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?

Eleven and she was gone.
Eleven is when we waved good-bye.
Eleven is standing still,
Waiting for me to free him
By coming home.

Moving me with a sound.
Opening me within a gesture.
Drawing me down and in,
Showing me where it all began,
Eleven.

It took so long to realize that
You hold the light that's been leading me back home.

Under a dead ohio sky,
Eleven has been and will be waiting,
Defending his light,
And wondering...
Where the hell have I been?
Sleeping, lost, and numb.
So glad that I have found you.
I am wide awake and heading home.

Hold your light,
Eleven.
Lead me through each gentle step by step
by inch by loaded memory.

I'll move to heal
As soon as pain allows so we can
Reunite and both move on together.

Hold your light,
Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step
By inch by loaded memory
'till one and one are one, eleven,
So glow, child, glow.

I'm heading back home.

^
Nice.

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Sex Rap

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JctWPz7BVXA

Time to swing a little melody
To make you all feel something sexually
And now we're gonna get it on in the groove
The groove that makes those smooth hips move
We are pumpin' that drivin' bad rythm
To make those pretty little pussy lips schism
Kissum kissum kissum

In the mind is one design
To make you feel fine
Suckin' on mine with a 69
I'm inclined to ****, ****, ****, **** your brains out
For the moment, come on now, make her shout
Pump that leman 'till it pouts

Open your legs to the sensual sound
With the beauty of the beat on your pretty wet mound
I can tell you're like a horny bloodhound
Feel the bass, hug the ground
Just drop your knees and come unbound
And now you make your mouth to get on down

Our lust for notes will boil your blood
When they slither and slide on under your hood
Makin' me shoot my power packed pud
Like a wild lady lovin' a viable stud
Because of what is know as a juicy wet pud
Gettin' it gettin' it gettin' it good

In my head, as a hellified hum
I take to rubbin' her on the bum
Adjust the lips some on the tongue
With my thumb i strum her plum
Start to make her orgasm
Tastes a little bit like, ooh, how rum

Well i like to make her cum
To the rythm of the drums
Make cum, make cum, cum

Bullet with Butterfly wings by The Smashing pumpkins -


And if I must :

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

(chorus)
Even though I know - I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage (2x)
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage

Now Im naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got when you feel the same

(chorus)

(chorus 2)
Tell me Im the only one
Tell me theres no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me Im the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you

(chorus)
(chorus 2)

Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved

Quote from MoD

Bullet with Butterfly wings by The Smashing pumpkins -


And if I must :

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

(chorus)
Even though I know - I suppose Ill show
All my cool and cold-like old job
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage (2x)
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage

Now Im naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want, I want to change
And what have you got when you feel the same

(chorus)

(chorus 2)
Tell me Im the only one
Tell me theres no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me Im the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you

(chorus)
(chorus 2)

Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage Im still just a rat in a cage
And I still believe that I cannot be saved

You have good taste.

Tool - Vicarious
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQRS1Ryh9HU

Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be

Like:
"Killed by the husband" ...
"Drowned by the ocean" ...
"Shot by his own son" ...
"She used a poison in his tea,
Then (she) kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun til someone dies.

Don't look me at like I am a monster
Frown out your one face, but with the other (you)
Stare like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child,
Watches him die,
Hands to the sky cryin "why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die from a distance
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too - don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
Neither the brave nor bold
Nor brightest of stories told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'

I need to watch things die from a good safe distance
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain fallin' down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire, part warrior,
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal.
Sing to the death rattle.

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men.
But pull your head on out (of) your hippie haze
And give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been ...

We all feed on tragedy.
It's like blood to a vampire.

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I.