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Archive - Again

 

You're tearing me apart

Crushing me inside

You used to lift me up

Now you get me down

 

If I was to walk away

From you, my love

Could I laugh again?

If I walk away from you

And leave my love

Could I laugh again?

Again, again...

 

You're killing me again

Am I still in your head?

You used to light me up

Now you shut me down

 

If I was to walk away

From you, my love

Could I laugh again?

If I walk away from you

And leave my love

Could I laugh again?

 

I'm losing you again

Lacking me inside

I used to lift you up

Now I get you down

 

Without your love

You're tearing me apart

With you close by

You're crushing me inside

Without your love

You're tearing me apart

Without your love

I'm doused in madness

I can't lose the sadness

Can't lose the sadness

 

Can't lose the sadness

 

You're tearing me apart

Crushing me inside

Without your love

(you used to lift me up)

You're crushing me inside

(now you get me down)

With you close by

I'm doused in madness

Can't lose the sadness

It's ripping me apart

It's tearing me apart

It's tearing me apart

I don't know how

It's ripping me apart

It's tearing me apart

It's tearing me apart

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

I don't know why

Without your love

Without your love

Without your love

Without your love

It's tearing me apart

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPOZGqtG6XI

[Darky]

AΝΑΘΕΜΑ.

And the times when we were young

When life seemed so long

Day after day

You burned it all away

[oizgeorge]

W.A.S.P. - Still Not Black Enough

 

Paint a shadow on my heart

In shades of ebony

Paint the sun out of the sky

That rains over me

 

Black sun, rain on me

I need one, black sun

Rain on me, rain on me

 

Tie me to my blackness there

Where I'm ever free

Taken to the dark edges of

My wicked memories

 

 

Paint my soul in indigo, and ebony for me

No colour seen in my eyes, none in my eyes

I'm naked in my misery,

Emotions stripped to bone

I see inside the heart of me

It's still not black enough for me

 

 

No colour in the heart of me

No colour run in my veins

I hold the black to my breast

It bleeds over me

I can't go on, till I get off

For me it's still not black enough

With darkness gone, my fear is seen

My fear is real, my fear is me

[Superfunk]

Η επιτομη της στιχουργιας για εμενα...

 

NICK CAVE :THE CURSE OF MILLHAVEN

 

I live in a town called Millhaven

And it's small and it's mean and it's cold

But if you come around just as the sun goes down

You can watch the whole town turn to gold

It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming

Singing "La la la la La la la lie"

All God's children they all gotta die

 

My name is Loretta but I prefer Lottie

I'm closing in on my fifteenth year

And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green

Then you sure didn't see them around here

My hair is yellow and I'm always a-combing

La la la la La la la lie

Mama often told me we all got to die

 

You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven

How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy didn't come home

They found him next week in One Mile Creek

His head bashed in and his pockets full of stones

Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning

La la la la La la la lie

Even little Billy Blake's boy, he had to die

 

Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven High

Found nailed to his door his prize-winning terrier

Then next day the old fool brought little Biko to school

And we all had to watch as he buried her

His eulogy to Biko had all the tears a-flowing

La la la la La la la lie

Even God's little creatures, they have to die

 

Our little town fell into a state of shock

A lot of people were saying things that made little sense

Then the next thing you know the head of Handyman Joe

Was found in the fountain of the Mayor's residence

Foul play can really get a small town going

La la la la La la la lie

Even God's children all have to die

 

Then, in a cruel twist of fate, old Mrs Colgate

Was stabbed but the job was not complete

The last thing she said before the cops pronounced her dead

Was, "My killer is Loretta and she lives across the street!"

Twenty cops burst through my door without even phoning

La la la la La la la lie

The young ones, the old ones, they all gotta die

 

Yes, it is I, Lottie. The Curse Of Millhaven

I've struck horror in the heart of this town

Like my eyes ain't green and my hair ain't yellow

It's more like the other way around

I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming

La la la la La la la lie

Sooner or later we all gotta die

 

Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I

was evil

That if bad was a boot that I'd fit it

That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately

Oh, fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!

It makes me so mad my blood really starts a-going

La la la la La la la lie

Mama always told me that we all gotta die

 

Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit

Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed

But I never crucified little Biko, that was

two junior high school psychos

Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head

I'll sing to the lot, now you got me going

La la la la La la la lie

All God's children have all gotta die

 

There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers

You assumed were accidents, best forgotten

Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo?

Everyone assumed the Warning signs had

followed them to the bottom

Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit

of stowing

La la la la La la la lie

Even twenty little children, they had to die

 

And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum

There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen

Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued

All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline

Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing

La la la la La la la lie

Rich man, poor man, all got to die

 

Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on

trial

I was laughing when they took me away

Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah

It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail

It ain't such bad old place to have a home in

La la la la La la la lie

All God's children they all gotta die

 

Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless

Rorschach tests

I keep telling them they're out to get me

They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course!

There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!"

So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy

Singing La la la la La la la lie

All God's children they all have to die

 

La la la la La la la lie

I'm happy as a lark and everything is fine

 

Singing La la la la La la la lie

Yeah, everything is groovy and everything is fine

Singing La la la la La la la lie

All God's children they gotta die

[fenderiarhs]

Eπειδη καπου στα -αντα αρχιζουν τα υπαρξιακα:

 

Τime

 

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

 

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

 

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking

And racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

 

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way

The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say

 

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

Its good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

 

Kαι ενα τραγουδι μερικων λεπτων που λεει οσα διαβασα σε 600 σελιδες μιας βιογραφιας του Van Gogh

 

Vincent

 

Starry

starry night

paint your palette blue and grey

 

look out on a summer's day

with eyes that know the

darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills

sketch the trees and the daffodils

 

catch the breeze and the winter chills

 

in colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me

 

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen

they did not know how

 

perhaps they'll listen now.

 

Starry

starry night

flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze

 

swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in

Vincent's eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue

morning fields of amber grain

 

weathered faces lined in pain

are soothed beneath the artist's

loving hand.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me

 

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.

perhaps they'll listen now.

 

For they could not love you

but still your love was true

 

and when no hope was left in sight on that starry

starry night.

You took your life

as lovers often do;

But I could have told you

Vincent

this world was never

meant for one

as beautiful as you.

 

Starry

starry night

portraits hung in empty halls

 

frameless heads on nameless walls

with eyes

that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the stranger that you've met

 

the ragged men in ragged clothes

 

the silver thorn of bloddy rose

lie crushed and broken

on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

 

how you suffered for your sanity

 

how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen

they're not

list'ning still

perhaps they never will.

[kwstas79]

Curent '93 - Judas As Black Moth

 

In the middle of the night

As the cats cry in the street

And the scent of flowers

Is heavy in your hair

 

The car sweeps by with the murdered child

The car sweeps by with the violated girl

The car sweeps by with its trunk full of death

 

What monster's we've become

What monster's we've become

I can't hear your voice

I can't see your face

[paranoid_gr]

Hey

Im your life

Im the one who takes you there

Hey

Im your life

Im the one who cares

They

They betray

Im your only true friend now

They

Theyll betray

Im forever there

 

Im your dream, make you real

Im your eyes when you must steal

Im your pain when you cant feel

Sad but true

 

Im your dream, mind astray

Im your eyes while youre away

Im your pain while you repay

You know its sad but true

 

You

Youre my mask

Youre my cover, my shelter

You

Youre my mask

Youre the one whos blamed

Do

Do my work

Do my dirty work, scapegoat

Do

Do my deeds

For youre the one whos shamed

 

Im your dream, make you real

Im your eyes when you must steal

Im your pain when you cant feel

Sad but true

 

Im your dream, mind astray

Im your eyes while youre away

Im your pain while you repay

You know its sad but true

 

Hate

Im your hate

Im your hate when you want love

Pay

Pay the price

Pay, for nothings fair

 

Hey

Im your life

Im the one who took you here

Hey

Im your life

And I no longer care

 

Im your dream, make you real

Im your eyes when you must steal

Im your pain when you cant feel

Sad but true

 

Im your truth, telling lies

Im your reasoned alibis

Im inside open your eyes

Im you

 

Sad but true

 

 

Οι θεικοι αυτοι στιχοι γραμεννοι και τραγουδησμενοι απο τον μεγιστο James Hetfield

[playloud]

Δεν ξερω αν ειναι ολων των εποχων αλλα εμενα μου κανουν "κατι"

 

ZAKK WYLDE- "Fadin' Away"

Should I feel lost

Or should I feel found

What should it be?

Up or down

Won't yo please help me...

Searching high

I'm searching low

Where might it be? A loss for words

That'll set me free

 

Fadin' away

Mama, it's been a year to the day

 

You ask for this

They sell you that

A better place

Is where I hope you're at

Who's gonna live and who's gonna die?

Is it hello or goodbye?

Could you tell me how

Could you tell me why

 

Fadin' away

Mama, it's been a year to the day

 

When the daisies are growing over top of me

Where is it that I go

Running out of time

Lord, I need to know

 

Fadin' away

Mama, it's been a year to the day

 

Kαι το υπεροχο

JOEY TEMPEST- "Hate Loving Me"

The stores are all closed, I've got the streets to myself.

Here it's so peaceful, but all is not well.

 

It's almost light, I wish it would rain.

It's something to blame...

 

Something in our love has changed.

We're still together but it's not the same.

We're in a place that I never thought we'd be.

In your eyes I see something that I never thought I'd see.

 

I made you hate loving me.

 

I know I don't have to admit this to you.

But I realize what I put you through.

You made it so easy...

 

What makes it so hard, is that you don't even know

What makes it so hard, is that you won't let it show

What makes it so hard, is that...

 

Something in our love has changed.

We're still together but it's not the same.

We're in a place that I never thought we'd be.

In your eyes I see something that I never thought I'd see.

 

I made you hate loving me.

[Madara]

Exit There; and Disappear - Enslavement of Beauty

 

So many a glorious morn have I seen

the sun gracing the mountain-tops with its light

kissing with tender lips the meadows green

gilding pale streams of alchemy with heavenly blight

(...)

 

αυτό, με εξαίρεση την ελληνική μουσική, και τους Tristania...

[starg]

Ελπίζοντας να μην θεωρηθώ retro:

 

Bob Seger "Against the wind"

 

(Αν δεν τον είδατε στη συναυλία του Obama, είναι γιατί το παληκάρι είναι πολύ προχωρημένο για τα αμερικάνικα γούστα)

 

And the years rolled slowly past

And I found myself alone

Surrounded bv stranners I thought were my friends

I found myself further and further from my home

And I guess I lost my way

There were oh so many roads

I was living to run and running to live

Never worried about paying or even how much I owed

 

 

King Krimson "Epitaph"

 

Knowledge is a deadly friend

When no one sets the rules.

The fate of all mankind I see

Is in the hands of fools.

 

 

Kansas "Dust in the wind"

 

Don't hang on

Nothing lasts forever but the Earth and Sky

It slips away

And all your money won't another minute buy

 

Σχόλια απο πιτσιρικάδες noizholics σχετικά με την ηλικία μου δεν θα γίνουν δεκτά... ;D ;D ;D

 

Άντε μην σας πετάξω και κανένα :

 

So the old Rocker gets out his bike

to make a ton before he takes his leave.

Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner

just like it used to be.

And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---

his wind-whipped words echo the final take

and he hits the trunk road doing around 120

with no room left to brake.

 

And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.

 

και σας στείλω.... ;D ;D ;D