nirvana: frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle

nirvana: frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To hear that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same

I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad

In her false witness, we hope you're still with us,
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars,
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground

I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad

It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To know that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same

I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad

# Posté le mercredi 17 mai 2006 12:55

sarah bettens - fine

I look up and I look down
I take my shoes off to be closer to the ground
I can think of many ways
To screw up all these perfect days
But I am feeling bold and brave
I think I'll just feel good today

Somehow in this twisted world I'm really doing fine
You can say this piece of mind was never really mine
But I feel fine

Here's one reason to be sad
Half of us have nothing and the other feels too fat
But this is not the time and place
To crucify the human race
There's a massive high to ride
I'm keeping my eyes open wide

Somehow in this twisted world I'm really doing fine
You can say this piece of mind was never really mine
But I feel fine

I don't want to close my eyes
Someone tell me how long I
Can keep this day inside

Somehow in this twisted world I'm really doing fine
You can say this piece of mind was never really mine

I don't always wake up this alive, but I have you
so I feel fine
sarah bettens - fine

# Posté le mercredi 17 mai 2006 12:52

k's choice - virgin state of mind

k's choice - virgin state of mind
There's a chair, in my head,
On which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote
The following on air:
Now there's a key,
Where my wonderful mouth used to be

Dig it up, and throw it at me
Dig it up, n throw it at me

Where can I run to?
Where can I hide?
Who will I turn to,
Now I'm in a virgin state of mind?

Got a knife to disengage,
The voids that I can't bear,
To cut out words I've got written,
on my chair, like:

Do you think I'm sexy?
Do you think I really care?

Can I burn the mazes I grow?
Can I? I dont think so.

Can I burn the mazes I grow?
Can I? I dont think so.

Where can I run to?
Where can I hide?
Who will I turn to, now Im in a virgin state of mind?
Virgin state of mind.
Virgin state of mind.
Virgin state of mind

# Posté le mercredi 17 mai 2006 12:51

foo fighters - everlong

foo fighters - everlong
Hello, I've waited here for you... Everlong.
Tonight, I've thrown myself into,
And out of the red, out of her head she sang.

Come down and waste away with me, down with me...
Slow how, you wanted it to be,
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang.

And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
If anything could ever be this good again,
The only thing I'll ever ask of you.
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang.

Breathe out, so I can breathe you in,
Hold you in, and now, I know you've always been
Out of your head, out of my head I sang.

And I wonder when I sing along with you,
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
She sang.

And I wonder,
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
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# Posté le mercredi 17 mai 2006 12:49

basket case - green day

Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
or am I just stoned

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
SHE says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
HE said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
a ya-ya-ya

Grasping to control
So I better hold on

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
or am I just stoned?

# Posté le mercredi 17 mai 2006 12:46