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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
We were electrocute
In our has-been 1980's suits So electrocute Everyone we knew said it too That's when even strangers knew our names Ten years later sighed ""what a shame"" We were electrocute To make the point again is moot Ssso electrocute How on you I've wasted my youth Your cold eyes of Coney Island sand Hair dyed the blood of a foolish man So proud to be by your side We were a team no one denied Even though I still miss your lips You're about as real as your tits |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
What Makes you thing that you have won
When the battle has only just begun? Let the punishment fit the crime Bad things come to those in all good time My mistake was to put you first Deceitful bubble was so soon to burst I asked you - believe in just us Now my faith lie in mine own justice How many times must i say I'm not sorry? And how many was can i show you i don't care? Rotting bodies of enemies Cannot smell sweet enough to me What is the price of a friend Who would carry out revenge? In this bleak world of absent laws One in which the just are whores An honour to die for the truth Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth How many times must i say i'm not sorry? And how many ways can i show I don't care? |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Idle hands may be the devil's work
Unbridled minds you see are so much worse Too much pity spent and wasting time Irresponsibility, not my only crime, no Obsessive thinking, depressed drinking The person I once was, he is dead Exhume the past this time or be my last This is my final quest to remove my mask, yeah Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play Ice blue eyes follow me everywhere I go Making my heart appear as lead I hate to wish it but I'll tell you though That I'm quite ready 'cause I'm already dead Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play |
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from Type O Negative - World Coming Down (1999)
Fall fires burning neath black twisted boughs
Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames and without shame Consumed with howls and screams Pumpkins grin in their despair on all Hallows eve Hallows eve Cruel be the wind as it quells my words I shout out to the rain Incantations I've so hope you've heard That you live again From deep earth brings forth rebirth Witness but I shant believe From below a chilling glow on all Hallows eve Hallows eve Be spiderwebbed and glazed in frost She wears death beautifully More stunning now than in her life On a bed of autumn leaves Into her eyes and quite surprised I whispered don't you leave Sing macabre songs and we'll dance til dawn on all Hallows eve Hallows eve Saint lucifer hear me praying to thee On this eve of all saints High be the price but then nothing is free My soul I'll gladly trade Ahhh Hallows eve Ahhh Hallows eve Cold is the night in so many ways Luna round full and bright Deep be the mud on the fresh dug graves On yours I recite An ancient spell I know so well Success is guaranteed I'll bring you back from where you've gone on all Hallows eve Hallows eve Saint lucifer hear me praying to thee On this eve of all saints High be the price but then nothing is free My soul I'll gladly trade Ahhh Hallows eve Ahhh Hallows eve |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
Like a flash of light in an endless night
Life is trapped between two black entities ‘Cause when you trust someone, illusion has begun No way to prepare, impending despair Did one say so cruel: ‘Tis better to love than lose Ignorance is bliss - wish not knew your kiss So many times been burned, this lesson goes unlearned Remember desire only fuels the fire - liar Betwixed birth and death, every breath regret I pity the living, envy for the dead Emotionally stunned, in defense, I'm numb I’d rather not care then to be aware - be scared I don’t need love Are a thousand tears worth a single smile? When you give an inch, will they take a mile? Longing for the past but dreading the future If not being used, well then you’re a user and a loser World reknowned failure at both death and life Given nothingness, purgatory blight To run and hide, a cowardly procedure Options exhausted, except for anesthesia - anesthesia I don’t feel anything.. anything ....... |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
My sex-change operation got botched
My guardian angel fell asleep on the watch Now all I got is a Barbie Doll-crotch I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a I got an angry inch I'm from the land where you still hear the cries I had to get out to sever all ties I changed my name and assumed a disguise I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back The train is coming and I'm tied to the track I try to get up but I can't get no slack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a I got an angry inch A long story short: When I woke up from the operation I was bleeding down there Bleeding from the gash between my legs My first day as a woman And already it's that time of the month But two days later The hole closed up and the wound healed And I was left with a one inch mound of flesh Where my penis used to be Where my vagina never was A one inch mound of flesh With a scar running down it Like a sideways grimace On an eyeless face It was just a little bulge It was an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back The train is coming and I'm tied to the track I try to get up but I can't get no slack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back Stay undercover 'til the night turns to black I got my inch and I'm set to attack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
I used to spend my time thinking I'll be fine
Murder isn't crime, I witnessed you commit and smile Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree An angry tree And everybody is slipping over the edge And everybody is And everybody is slipping over the edge And everybody is Everyday that's slipping, come closer, the quicker to death Drink up the magic potions, now you see me in your head Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree An angry tree Can you see the world I see? Everybody slips including....me |
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from Life Of Agony - Unplugged At The Lowlands Festival '97 (2007)
I used to spend my time thinking I'll be fine
Murder isn't crime, I witnessed you commit and smile Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree An angry tree And everybody is slipping over the edge And everybody is And everybody is slipping over the edge And everybody is Everyday that's slipping, come closer, the quicker to death Drink up the magic potions, now you see me in your head Rusty breeze, let me in your casualty Mellow leaves, you're falling from an angry tree An angry tree Can you see the world I see? Everybody slips including....me |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
Are you afraid, afraid to die
Don't be afraid, afraid to try Are you afraid to die Don't be afraid of suicide Just take that razor blade And cut your wrist down to the bone And die laughing Are you afriad, afraid to die Don't be afraid, afraid to try Suicide Suicide |
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from Life Of Agony - River Runs Red (2007)
Am I to blame?
If I won't speak her name, if I won't face her grave Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame Since you're gone, I've never fealt the same Well maybe I'm just a bad seed Of the family I'll get my sleep without tear-stained sheets And I'll never come cryin' for sympathy Well I need a place to run to Yeah I need a place to hide Yeah I need a place where I don't need a smile as my disquise Am I to blame? If I won't gace your grave Am I to blame? Am I to blame? If I cannot bear to face your grave And mother please shine down on me Show me that I'm not the bad seed Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame Since you're gone I never felt the same Well maybe my mind's deceiving me But I think you took the easy way out You left me standing there empty handed As soon as you put that gun in your mouth So please don't keep on asking If theres something wrong 'cause you know damn well if I was fine I would've never ever written this song Am I to blame? If I won't face your grave |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
Be my druidess
Be my everything Be my druidess Be mine Around the pyre, a circle of thirteen Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams I look deeply into your eyes I smell your hair, caress your thighs Now we'll make love by fire light A blaze so high it lights the night Long fingernails dug in my skin Yourself so wet invites me in Our lust increased feeds desire As we combust, yeah we on fire I feel you shake so deep inside Ooh scream my name and squeeze me tight I'll do anything to make you come |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark. On her milk white neck. The Devil's mark. It's all Hallows Eve. The moon is full. Will she trick or treat. I bet she will. She's got a date at midnight. With Nosferatu. Oh baby, Lilly Munster. Ain't got nothing on you. Well when I called her evil. She just laughed. And cast that spell on me. Boo Bitch Craft. Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing. You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing. Dye em black. Black no. 1 Little wolf skin boots. And clove cigarettes. An erotic funeral. For witch she's dressed. Her perfume smells like. Burning leaves. Everyday is Halloween. Loving you was like loving the dead. |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark. On her milk white neck. The Devil's mark. It's all Hallows Eve. The moon is full. Will she trick or treat. I bet she will. She's got a date at midnight. With Nosferatu. Oh baby, Lilly Munster. Ain't got nothing on you. Well when I called her evil. She just laughed. And cast that spell on me. Boo Bitch Craft. Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing. You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing. Dye em black. Black no. 1 Little wolf skin boots. And clove cigarettes. An erotic funeral. For witch she's dressed. Her perfume smells like. Burning leaves. Everyday is Halloween. Loving you was like loving the dead. |
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from Nativity In Black : A Tribute To Black Sabbath [omnibus] (1994)
Who is she that kneels - so respectfully before me
A virgin of snow white - purity Do not fear - my fortunate one Let us consummate our igneous union Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas I am the shadow - with the eyes, eyes of fire I will fulfill your every - hellish desire Come sit on this throne - here beside me and be mine And we'll watch the flames get higher and higher and higher and higher... Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas This is just the start dear friends For i have come to claim revenge My victims turning, running scared You people better go and beware Your weak god can not help you now Come, we will play in the fire Worship the sun Worship no one Worship the sun Worship no one Worship the sun Worship no one |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Who is she that kneels - so respectfully before me
A virgin of snow white - purity Do not fear - my fortunate one Let us consummate our igneous union Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas I am the shadow - with the eyes, eyes of fire I will fulfill your every - hellish desire Come sit on this throne - here beside me and be mine And we'll watch the flames get higher and higher and higher and higher... Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas Ave ave satanas This is just the start dear friends For i have come to claim revenge My victims turning, running scared You people better go and beware Your weak god can not help you now Come, we will play in the fire Worship the sun Worship no one Worship the sun Worship no one Worship the sun Worship no one |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
I always thought we'd be together.
And that our love could not be better. Well with no warning you were gone. I still don't know what went gone. You don't know what I've been through. Just want to put my love in you. No more nights. Of blood & fire. All those special memories. Now I bleed for you - burn for me. Perhaps I was just dreaming. When I think these things had real meaning. You don't know what I've been through. Just want to put my love in you. Love eternal. Lust eternal. Bleeding, burning. Needing, yearning. I see your face in every flame. With no answers I have only myself to blame. Of all the women I have known - they're not you. I'd rather be alone. No more nights. Of blood & fire. |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
Not long ago but far away.
A rainy winter's day. All her pain she kept inside. Could no longer hide. No cry for help. She killed herself. Both life & love could not be saved. She took them both to the grave. A pair of souls become undone. Where were two now one. Divided by this wall of death. I soon will join you yet. With my blood I'll find your love. You found the strength to end your life. As you did so shall I. Oh no. Please don't go. It's like a death in the family. A crimson pool so warm & deep. Lulls me to an endless sleep. Your hand in mine - I will be brave. take me from this earth. An endless night - this, the end of life. From the dark I feel your lips. And I taste your bloody kiss. Oh no. Please don't go. It's like a death in the family. Don't die on me. Don't die on me. Don't die on me. Don't die. |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
Not long ago but far away.
A rainy winter's day. All her pain she kept inside. Could no longer hide. No cry for help. She killed herself. Both life & love could not be saved. She took them both to the grave. A pair of souls become undone. Where were two now one. Divided by this wall of death. I soon will join you yet. With my blood I'll find your love. You found the strength to end your life. As you did so shall I. Oh no. Please don't go. It's like a death in the family. A crimson pool so warm & deep. Lulls me to an endless sleep. Your hand in mine - I will be brave. take me from this earth. An endless night - this, the end of life. From the dark I feel your lips. And I taste your bloody kiss. Oh no. Please don't go. It's like a death in the family. Don't die on me. Don't die on me. Don't die on me. Don't die. |
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from Life Of Agony - Broken Valley (2005)
You came to me with this
And now I've been wronged I bit off my fingertips And why'd I even get involved? Gave all I had to give But that wasn't good enough But that wasn't good enough Lift yourself off that shelf You're not in this alone No matter how hard you fall Swallowed all your razor blades So you could do no harm Accepted all the blame And tell me where did we go wrong And tell me where did we go wrong Lift yourself off that shelf You're not in this alone No matter how hard You did your best and made this mess Ignored it all alone This broken valley's a part of us all Lift yourself off that shelf You're not in this alone No matter how hard Did your best and made this mess Ignored it all alone This broken valley's a part of us all Lift yourself off that shelf You're not in this alone No matter how hard Gave all I, gave all I had to give Gave all I, gave all I had to give Gave all I, gave all I had to give Gave all I, gave all I had to give Gave all I, gave all I had to give Gave all I |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
Yeah I think she's falling out of love
Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I know she's fallen out of love Yeah I know she's fallen out of love All of the flowers All of the flowers I gave her She burned them Burned them |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
I can't lose you.
I can't lose you. No I can't lose you. I can't lose you. |
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from Type O Negative - Bloody Kisses (1993)
A cross upon her bedroom wall.
From grace she will fall. An image burning in her mind. And between her thighs. A dying God-man full of pain. When will you cum again? Before him beg to serve or please. On your back or knees. There's no forgiveness for her sins. Prefers punishment? Would you suffer eternally. Or internally? For her lust. She'll burn in hell. Her soul done medium well. All through mass manual stimulation. Salvation. Body of Christ. She needs. The body of Christ. She'd like to know God. Ooh love God. Feel her God. Inside of her - deep inside of her. Jesus Christ looks like me. |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
a) Body Of Christ (Corpus Christi)
b) To Love God c) Jesus Christ Looks Like Me A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you cum again ? Before him beg to serve or please On your back or knees There's no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment ? Would you suffer eternally Or internally ? For her lust She'll burn in hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Body of Christ She needs The body of Christ She'd like to know God Ooh love God Feel her God Inside of here - deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
a) Body Of Christ (Corpus Christi)
b) To Love God c) Jesus Christ Looks Like Me A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you cum again ? Before him beg to serve or please On your back or knees There's no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment ? Would you suffer eternally Or internally ? For her lust She'll burn in hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Body of Christ She needs The body of Christ She'd like to know God Ooh love God Feel her God Inside of here - deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life With her A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, My cinnamon girl Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes, waits between shows (feels right) A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, (all right) My cinnamon girl Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see my baby loves to dance Yeah |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life With her A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, My cinnamon girl Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes, waits between shows (feels right) A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, (all right) My cinnamon girl Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see my baby loves to dance Yeah |
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from Life Of Agony - 1989-1999 (2007)
The most comfortable place isn't comfortable anymore
I feel so out of place No one knows me for sure I have this guilty conscience And made an effort not to be me I feel like a certain somebody But I know I can be me Too many people try to put me down Not accept me for me I was insulted the other night ..... it's not me ... I try to sing my songs But I have trouble with that too The hardest thing to imagine Is what comes next Don't have strength don't have courage When you're lacking confidence I won't let this feeling end 'cause it might not come again ... and you know it's not you I try to sing my songs But I have trouble with that too The most comfortable place isn't comfortable Did you ever feel out of place? 'cause you're not comfortable? I won't let this feeling end 'cause it might not come again |
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from Type O Negative - World Coming Down (1999)
This halloween
So unlike any other Her final words Don't be afraid Of the green light Of the green light Green light Baby On muddy ground I'm lying drunk on her grave Where I must wait Until she wakes The soil splits Greenwood's ground will quake beneath me And so shall take into the earth To the green light To the green light Baby The autumn air Thickly fills my lungs so sweetly Reminds me of her smoky breath With wine and this bouquet of maple and oak leaves In death or life we'll always be I find myself drawn to her shadow domain I find myself drawn to her shadow domain I find myself drawn to her shadow domain Ah This moonlit night Late october's swirling fog gloom And as promised my love did rise From the green light From the green light Green light I find myself drawn to her shadow domain I find myself drawn to her shadow domain I find myself drawn to her shadow domain Quiet Quiet Quiet |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
Why do I feel so alone in a crowd of people I know
Is it wrong to feel so insecure so unappealing? Why walk around in disquise with a fake grin on my face? What would it prove? What would I gain? I'd still feel so out of place Damned if I do Damned if I don't But I won't turn out like you Midlife crisis at age 22 Who knew? I need some answers Cross the street and down the avenue I stopped for the woman Paid five bucks and got my palm read And she said You shouldn't be smiling boy This life line ays you're already dead Just keep on moving forward never turning back But with every step ahead I take they pull me two steps back They pull me two steps back |
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from Type O Negative - World Coming Down (1999)
Got a good reason for taking the easy way out,
Got a good reason for taking the easy way out now, She was a day tripper, One way ticket, yeh! It took me so long to find out, And I found out. She's a big teaser she took me half the way there, She's a big teaser she took me half the way there now, She was a day tripper, One way ticket, yeh! It took me so long to find out, And I found out. Tried to please her, She only played one night stands tried to please her, She only played one night stands now. She was a day tripper, Sunday driver, yeh! It took me so long to find out, And I found out, Day tripper, yeh! |
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from Type O Negative - Slow, Deep And Hard (1991)
[a. Socioparasite]
Hey you on public assistance Why don't you get a job? Sell some dope and buy some pride It's the only thing you couldn't rob Socioparasite Socioparasite How does it feel to live for free? Get off society's back Skells like you allowed to live You wonder why we're taxed Socioparasite Socioparasite [b. Waste of Life] Waste of life You're a waste of life Getting fucked up on Classon Avenue Smoking crack and drinking booze Spike in your arm No money for food But there's plenty of gas in your BMW There's a dopewhore waiting at home Dealing your shit on the chemophone Poor Tawana gets born with a birth defect But it only increases your welfare check Been doing some thinking and I have an answer To arrest the spreading cancer Send you back to where you came from Get the fuck rid of you (sub)human scum If you don't pay taxes you shouldn't vote So get in line and get back on the boat I'd love to tear down all those projects Kiss my ass home relief reject Waste of life You're a waste of life Waste of life You're a waste of life |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
Forget everything I've said before, I don't feel that way today
Forget everything I've felt before, I felt it come yesterday I'm comfortable feeling miserable And I never want to change Forgive me for I know not what I've done or what I'll do Forgive us all cause we have all begun to do as we choose Never again will I trust a friend Cause I know I'll always lose... No desire to live No desire to change No desire to try Cause it always stays the same No desire Disregard all of my words, I don't feel that way today Disregard everything I've done, it meant nothing anyway I'm comfortable feeling miserable And I never want to change... |
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from Life Of Agony - Unplugged At The Lowlands Festival '97 (2007)
Forget everything I've said before, I don't feel that way today
Forget everything I've felt before, I felt it come yesterday I'm comfortable feeling miserable And I never want to change Forgive me for I know not what I've done or what I'll do Forgive us all cause we have all begun to do as we choose Never again will I trust a friend Cause I know I'll always lose No desire to live No desire to change No desire to try Cause it always stays the same No desire Disregard all of my words, I don't feel that way today Disregard everything I've done, it meant nothing anyway |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
Now like a bird
She flew away To chase her dream Of books and praise Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone At JFK Who played the fool? Self pity sick Jet fuel perfume Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone Girl I want to die with you In each other's arms We'll drown in flame If this time were the last time Could I hold you all life long? Since this time is the last time Can I hold you all night long? Lay your head down, for the last time Hey KLM AT+T The UK post system Do you still love me? Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone |
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from Life Of Agony - Broken Valley (2005)
Bitch, bitch such a lonely bitch, bitch sitting on my bed
More lonely than you know Wish, wish - Wish i couldve been, been something more than this Something i couldve shown Missed, missed - Wish i didnt slip, slip - Wish i didnt piss-off Everyone I know Twist, twist - Twisting off my head, head - Set it on the shelf Gone as far as I can go And I was lost - All along So dont bother, so dont bother Wrists slit - think I better sit, sit - Time to catch my breath and Watch the river flow Shit, shit - think I wanna stick, stick - Dont think i wanna dismiss All that i have known Restless, look at all this mess, mess Sick of all this death - Everywhere I go Rest, rest - Think I failed the test, test Sitting on my bed - More lonely than you know And I was lost - All along So dont bother, so dont bother And I was lost - All along So dont bother, so dont bother And take me - And take me away And give me and give me And give me a place Such a lonely And I was lost - All along So dont bother, so dont bother And I was lost - All along So dont bother, so dont bother I was lost - All along I was lost - All along I was lost - All along I was lost - All along |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby Tell me your troubles and doubts Giving me everything inside and out Love's strange so real in the drak Think of the tenfer things that we were working on Slow change may pull us apart When the light gets into your heart, baby Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me Don't you try to pretend It's my feeling we'll win in the end I won't harm you or touch your defenses Vanity and security Don't you ferget aboyt me I'll be alone dancing, you know it baby Gong you take you apart I'll put us back together at heart, baby Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me Will you stand above me? Look my way, never love me Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling Down, down, down Hey, hey, hey, hey Ohhh... Don't You Forget About Me Don't Don't Don't Don't Don't You Forget About Me But you walk on by Will you call my name? As you walk on by Will you call my name? As you walk on by Will you walk away? Will you walk away? Come on, baby - call my name Will you call my name? I say... La la la |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
They'll make you or break you
They'll swallow you whole They'll find you and bind you To every word that they own But you know yhat you need them So you continue to feed them So I hope that you're in this For all the right reasons They can't make you feel something you don't believe in But they can threaten your future And everything in it When you fail to remember just where you've been When you can't tell up from down How do you write from within? And all I know is that they're They're trying to squeeze me dry They told me They own me And all I know is that they're They're trying to squeeze me dry I look in the mirror and what do I see? A man staring back at me who used to be me He looks so familiar He once had big dreams But I can't see that he's been drained of his soul and inte- grity |
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from Life Of Agony - 1989-1999 (2007)
(spoken) Hang out dick
I'm dieing I'M trying I'm crying 'cause i aint got nothing so Dont bother trying to stop me I'm drowning in my own self pity so Stop preaching 'bout livin for a brighter day You know as well as i do Praying never stopped the rain I'ts still rainin on me Im drownin I'm drownin 'cause i aint got nothin so Dont bother tryin to stop me Im drownin in my own self pity so Dont bother wiping these tears away 'Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains It still rains on me I'm drowning I'm drowning 'cause i aint go nothin so Dont bother trying to stop me Im drownin in my own self pity so Dont bother wiping my tears away 'Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains Its still rainin on me The hand on the clock keep pointing at me The remote control has a mind of its own I forgotten how long it has been This razor blade feels closer then my own skin Wont someone wipe these tears away It dont matter cause nothing can stop the rain It still rains on me I'm drownin I'm drowning cause i aint got nothin so Dont bother tryin to stop me Im drowning in my own self pity so Dont bother wiping my tears away Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains Its still raining on me Im Drowning Im drowning cause i aint got nothing so Dont bother trying to stop me Im drowning in my own self pity so Dont bother wiping my tears away Cause at the end of the rainbow it still rains |
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from Type O Negative - World Coming Down (1999)
Seems three years
Though maybe four Someone drops dead Whom I adore You love someone There will be grief The kiss of death Lips of a thief Goddamnit A dusty stack of photographs Of times I cried But mostly laughed Commit the past Into blue flame Acrid smoke Cowardly shame Goddamnit At times I'm truly terrified Cause dope and booze don't help to hide They're used to mask a weakling's hurt It's just like painting over dirt Everyone I love is dead Everyone I love is dead (All dead) Life's a game I cannot win Both good and bad must surely end The mirrors always tell the truth I love myself for hating you Everyone I love is dead Everyone I love is dead Everyone I love is dead Everyone I love is dead Goddamnit Goddamnit All dead |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Seems three years - though maybe four
someone drops dead - whom i adore you love someone - there will be grief the kiss of death - lips of a thief - goddammit A dusty stack of photographs of times i cried - but mostly laughed commit the past - into blue flame acrid smoke - cowardly shame - goddammit At times i'm truly terrified cause dope and booze - don't help to hide they're used to mask - a weakling's hurt it's just like painting - over dirt Everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead - all dead life's a game i cannot win both good and bad - must surely end the mirrors - always tell the truth i love myself for hating you Everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead - goddammit Goddammit All dead - all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead - all dead goddammit |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Seems three years - though maybe four
someone drops dead - whom i adore you love someone - there will be grief the kiss of death - lips of a thief - goddammit A dusty stack of photographs of times i cried - but mostly laughed commit the past - into blue flame acrid smoke - cowardly shame - goddammit At times i'm truly terrified cause dope and booze - don't help to hide they're used to mask - a weakling's hurt it's just like painting - over dirt Everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead - all dead life's a game i cannot win both good and bad - must surely end the mirrors - always tell the truth i love myself for hating you Everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead everyone i love is - dead - everyone i love is - dead - goddammit Goddammit All dead - all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead - all dead goddammit |
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from Type O Negative - World Coming Down (1999)
Well I loved my aunt
But she died And my uncle Lou Then he died I'm searching for something which can't be found But I'm hoping I still dream of dad Though he died Everything dies Everything dies My ma's so sick she might die Though my girl's quite fit she will die Still looking for someone who was around Barely coping Now I hate myself Wish I'd die Everything dies Everything dies Everything dies Everything (No why) Oh god I miss you (No why) Oh god I miss you I really miss you (no no no no) Everything dies Everything dies Everything dies Everything |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Well i loved my aunt - but she died
and my uncle lou - then he died I'm searching for something which can't be found - but i'm hoping i still dream of dad - though he died Everything dies - everything dies My ma's so sick - she might die though my girl's quite fit - she will die Still looking for someone who was around - barely coping now i hate myself - wish i'd die Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything No why - oh god i miss you no why - oh god i miss you - i really miss you no no no no No why - oh god i miss you no why - oh god i miss you - i really miss you Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything - no no no no Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Well i loved my aunt - but she died
and my uncle lou - then he died I'm searching for something which can't be found - but i'm hoping i still dream of dad - though he died Everything dies - everything dies My ma's so sick - she might die though my girl's quite fit - she will die Still looking for someone who was around - barely coping now i hate myself - wish i'd die Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything No why - oh god i miss you no why - oh god i miss you - i really miss you no no no no No why - oh god i miss you no why - oh god i miss you - i really miss you Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything - no no no no Everything dies - everything dies everything dies - everything |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
No one knows what it's like
No one knows how it feels Nothing else could compare to the fears I fear And I've never been on my own Struggling all alone And all I have are these clothes on my back and this song I never had much I never believe I could be Someone, somehow, somebody Said goodbye to all my childhood hopes and dreams Time to grow up and accept real life responsibilities Listen Won't you listen to the things I have to say 'cause it just might affect the way that you think about How you live from day to day It may be easy for you But it seems like hell to me |
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from Life Of Agony - River Runs Red (2007)
(Street sounds; Door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television)
MOTHER: That's right! That's all you do, just sit in front of the TV! FATHER: Hey, don't break my balls, shut up already! MOTHER: You're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours... FATHER: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your SHIT! (Sound of glass breaking) MOTHER: What do you fuckin' think you're doing? What are you doing?! FATHER: How do you like that?! MOTHER: What do you think you're doing? FATHER: How do you like that?! MOTHER: You fucking animal! FATHER: I told you to shut the hell up! MOTHER: Don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out! FATHER: Get the fuck outta here! MOTHER: I can't stand this! You and your lousy fucking kids! FATHER: Hey, how do you like that you bitch? (More glass breaking) MOTHER: Don't you destroy my kitchen! FATHER: Hey, I'll destroy your world! MOTHER: FUCK YOU! You PIECE OF SHIT! Now get out of here you pig! FATHER: Yeah, get outta here...you! MOTHER: You and your fucking loser son! (Door slams) I'm outta here! I'm not dealing with nothing anymore! You piece of shit! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUT! (Kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo) MOTHER: Get outta here! Get outta here! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!! (Sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on) MOTHER: I want you outta here! Right this minute! I gotta use the bathroom! Whatta you doin' in there?! You goin' through my makeup? It's my bathroom, I gotta use it! Don't touch my tampons! It's my bathroom, I work hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want! (Sound of Kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain) MOTHER: It's my bathroom! (Sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens) MOTHER: Oh, oh, OH MY GOD! OH JESUS CHRIST! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! OOOOH MYYYY GOOOOD!!!! (Dripping continues) |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
Humble prostitution
Sanitizing crush Sesame hallways Yourself is priceless with yourself is in Lust Mushy me, mushy me, mushy me, bite Gently sentimental Mushy me, mushy me, mushy me, bite Gently sentimental Found your future, felt your fight And I found yours, and you found mine Mockinngbird, mockingbird Translucent sea Mockingbird, mockingbird Please come rescue me Mushy me, mushy me, mushy me, bite Gently sentimental Mushy me, mushy me, mushy me, bite Gently sentimental Found your future, felt your fight And I found yours, and you found mine Mockingbird, mockingbird Mockingbird, mockingbird Gently sentimental Found your future, felt your fight And I found yours, and you found mine... Mockingbird, mockingbird Mockingbird, mockingbird |
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from Type O Negative - Slow, Deep And Hard (1991)
[a. Unjustifiable Existence]
One two three four I don't wanna live no more Well I've got no more reason to live And I've got no more love to give Tonight's the night I'll paint the town red I'll put another whole through my head Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Now I feel the weight of a world on my back I've seen the future The future looks black It's what I must do I have no reservations Ain't talk 'bout self preservation Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Gravity Crushing me Gravity Crushing me Crushing me Crushing me [b. Acceleration (due to gravity) - 980cm^-2 sec] Yeah I feel something pulling me down Forcing me between myself and the ground Of all the nightmares that ever came true I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Gravity Crushing me Gravity Crushing me Crushing me Crushing me [c. Antimatter: Electromechanical Psychedelicosis] [d. Requiem for a Souless Man] I've got a problem A problem with hate I can't go on dragging this weight A cold steel hand that won't let go Acid-filled thoughts out of control I built myself a nice little cage With bars of anger and a lock of rage I can't help asking Who's got the key? When I know damned well it's me No I ain't hinting for sympathy I'm used to dealing with apathy The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime Just wish me better luck next time So what if I died a thousand deaths You think I'm insane but I have no regrets One more time won't matter no question Suicide is self expression. |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
1, 2, 3, 4 - I don't wanna live no more
Well I've got no more reason to live And I've got no more love to give Tonight's the night I'll paint the town red I'll put another hole through my head Unjustifiable existence I feel the weight of a world on my back I've seen the future The future looks black It's what I must do I have no reservations Ain't talk 'bout self preservation Unjustifiable existence Gravity crushing me Gravity crushing me I can see God Yeah I feel something pulling me down It's forcing me between myself and the ground Of all the nightmares that ever came true I think that gravity is you Unjustifiable existence Gravity crushing me Gravity crushing me |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
Spring won't come, the need of strife
To struggle to be freed from hard ground The evenings mists thad creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown I'm the green man The green man Sol in prime sweet summertime Cast shadows of doubt on my face A midday sun, it's causing hues Refracting within the still lake Autumn in her flaming dress Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves My mistress of the frigid night I worship, pray to on my knees Winter's breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple? Life is coming to an end So says me,me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle I'm the green man The green man |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
A swollen sun melting in the horizon
Between the sheets where I wait for her to come A living flame, impossible to resist Burning me deep with every bite, kiss and lick I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted (by her) Invades my sleep with tumescent intentions Hades I'm sure must be missing a demon I hate the morning I hate the morning From the panes a green mist swirls Is it a shadow of reflection? This apparition in moon beams bathed A voice like wind through trees beckons Cool rain on hot summer stone The odor fills my presence Of freshly dug grave and death and night These things are her essence Nocturnal mistress, spirit lover Your mouth of wine and wooksmoke taste My goddess of the violet twilight You are lust incarnate In the sweat of my bed The eastern sky hints of dawning Alone and awake but exhausted I lie Oh how I hate the morning I hate the morning (light) I hate the morning (light) |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
Used memories are blasphemy
Vulgar show offensively Hemophiliac in me Sacred blessings, blessed me Hemophiliac in me... Shallow persons hollow you Here my heart is pumping glue I'm running away, away from you Hemophiliac in me... Smoke tracks in my fingers So ease the speed back... Hemophiliac in me... |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
And it was never enough
And it was never enough now That heroin stuff Traveling through Daddy's arm now Cuffed in that junk who knows if I would survive Once you start shooting, forget living life Lost in your shadows, no soul, no backbone Sucked in, locked down, spinning breakdown, heroin whores Everybody's talking about heroin dreams... What the fuck you gonna do with the rest of your life? Scream at me, back slap me, chew off my ears And I can't stop this sickness, I've been trying for years Deeper and deeper lies, sensational fears They're here just to guide you as we age through the years Everybody's talking about heroin dreams... What the fuck you gonna do with the rest of your life? What the fuck you gonna do with the rest of your time? I'm lost in your shadows... |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand?
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand? I'm gonna kill my lady cause I caught her screwing around with some other men I'm gonna kill my lady cause I caught her fucking around with some other men (I really don't go for that shit.) Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down Cut her down to the ground Last night I killed my lady I caught her screwing around with every guy in town Last night I killed my lady I caught her screwing around all over this town Hey Peter, where you're gonna run to now? Hey Peter, where you're gonna go? I'll take that D-train take it down to Brighton Beach to bay seven I'll take that D-train take it down to Brighton Beach, Brighton Beach I'll see my baby to heaven I'll see my baby to heaven |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand?
Hey Peter, where are you going with that axe in your hand? I'm gonna kill my lady cause I caught her screwing around with some other men I'm gonna kill my lady cause I caught her fucking around with some other men (I really don't go for that shit.) Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down Hey Peter, you know I heard you cut your woman down Cut her down to the ground Last night I killed my lady I caught her screwing around with every guy in town Last night I killed my lady I caught her screwing around all over this town Hey Peter, where you're gonna run to now? Hey Peter, where you're gonna go? I'll take that D-train take it down to Brighton Beach to bay seven I'll take that D-train take it down to Brighton Beach, Brighton Beach I'll see my baby to heaven I'll see my baby to heaven |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
I'm feeling like I'm still in the same old situation
I'm speaking but no one's listening, it's the same old conversation But I know there's no hope But I know there's no hope I'm waiting for something, something to happen I'm hating procrastinating but I can't find the motivation But I know there's no hope But I know there's no hope And you can't believe you're walking through this hell Cause all you wish to be - wish you were someone else And all hope's lost again I'm seeing but not believing, is it just my imagination ? I'm dreaming of devastationof this whole entire generation But we know there's no hope But we know there's no hope |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
Wilma FLintstone, Marcia Brady,
Alice Kramden, Gladys Kravitz, Laverne and Shirley, Jeannie Morticia Adams, Aunt Esther, Sweet Polly Purebread, Natasha Mrs. MacGillicuddy How Could She? Ginger, Mary Anne, MRs. Howell Samantha Stevens, Lieuteniant Uhura, Judy Jetson Olive Oyl, Ethel Mertz Edith Bunker, Marilyn Munster, Rhoda, Penny Robinson How could she? Why don't you love me anymore? Quite upset, angry, just plain annoyed No recourse except for the celluloid in my heart, I know you are not real Though in mind, suspect you still can feel Walt Disney or Hanna-Barbera Black or White, Stunning Technicolor Warner Brothers and the A.A.P. I've become addicted to TV Crissy snow, Catwoman, Creepela, Weezie Jefferson, Betty Rubble, Little Cindy WHo Penelope Pitshop, Lois Lane Vanna White, Wonder Woman, Elly May, Maude, Witchiepoo How Could she? Why Don't You love me anymore? How could You? |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
I wonder how it would be if my mother was still around
The types of talk The relationships we could have had The three of us Me, you and dad My mouth went dry My stomach felt queasy too So empty and scared It's all because of you A dead body that turned out not to be dead No one understands Wish I really knew what happened to my mom Because my family they told me nothing but lies They figured if they just told me the truth I'd break down and cry Feel betrayed and hurt Profoundly insecure Want to knock ten times on heaven's door Still suffering from old emotional wounds I was getting worse Can't depend on them and their lies Why did see leave? How did she die? And when it gets colder outside I'll be back next year With that feeling to make me cry Wanna go visit her grave Because it's been a long, long time Want to pick a peach rose And rest it on it's side Say a prayer eventhough I don't believe And say goodbye Don't get me wrong I have a mind to keep me strong But there's this feeling of not knowing what went wrong And how she's dead and gone Don't think anyone thinks Of you as much as I do |
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from Life Of Agony - Unplugged At The Lowlands Festival '97 (2007)
I wonder how it would be if my mother was still around
The types of talk The relationships we could have had The three of us Me, you and dad My mouth went dry My stomach felt queasy too So empty and scared It's all because of you A dead body that turned out not to be dead No one understands Wish I really knew what happened to my mom Because my family they told me nothing but lies They figured if they just told me the truth I'd break down and cry Feel betrayed and hurt Profoundly insecure Want to knock ten times on heaven's door Still suffering from old emotional wounds I was getting worse Can't depend on them and their lies Why did see leave? How did she die? And when it gets colder outside I'll be back next year With that feeling to make me cry Wanna go visit her grave Because it's been a long, long time Want to pick a peach rose And rest it on it's side Say a prayer eventhough I don't believe And say goodbye Don't get me wrong I have a mind to keep me strong But there's this feeling of not knowing what went wrong And how she's dead and gone Don't think anyone thinks Of you as much as I do |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore, more Men are throwing at his home Two glass houses, twenty stones Fourteen yellow, six are blue Could it be worse? Quite doubtful... I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore One, two... One,two,three,four... Two steps forward, three steps back Without warning, heart attack He fell asleep in the snow Never woke up, died alone I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore One, two... One,two,three,four... Please don't dress in black When you're at his wake Don't go there to mourn But to celebrate Please don't dress in black When you're at his wake Don't go there to mourn But to celebrate I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore I don't wanna be I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be Me anymore One, two... One,two,three,four... I don't wanna be |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool Lust - so what if you're busted? In love and war there ain't no rules Do you believe in forever? I don't even believe in tomorrow The only things that last forever Are memories and sorrow Out of sight out of mind The motto of betrayal The prophets preach to forgive and forget I'm sorry, but I am unable You went to L'amour Saturday night Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight His tongue down your throat His hand up your skirt Yeah I'm a man But it still hurts Slut Hooker Cunt I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) You had cock on your mind And cum on your breath Inserted that diaphragm before you left Practicing freelance gynecology Where there's a womb there's a way With you it's for free Slut You bloody whore Cunt I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) Done it before So many times I refused to learn my lesson Gave 'til it hurt I thought it was right Only fools make mistakes twice So I sit home Drinking alone Empty bottle in my hand Don't even try To sort out the lies It's worse to try to understand You make me hate myself I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
Forget the jar of Vaseline
Hey rich-bitch boy I'm not gonna be your queen And yeah, You can drool, beg me and hope There's no damn way I'm playing drop the soap OK, I know I'm strange but I ain't no queer So Take your rage and disappear But I'm proud not to be PC 'Cause- I like goils Bad goils all over the place Now I don't know whose ass you've licked No shit-tongued boy will ever taste my dick He says: |
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from Life Of Agony - 1989-1999 (2007)
I know my days are numbered
I've been in and out of phase But these days keep passing me by Good never comes my way Try to sit back and relax Try and think of something good Something else Something pure I can't but know I should Things I should have said Things that I regret And I regret No more waiting for something better to come along It's much easier to change me than it is to change them all Things I should have said and things that I regret Need to shed all my skin and start again Every turn I make is wrong I haven't smiled in so long Shed my skin and start again The memories that I once had of the good time We all used to have Shed my skin and start again |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
I know my days are numbered
I've been in and out of phase But these days keep passing me by Good never comes my way Try to sit back and relax Try and think of something good Something else Something pure I can't but know I should Things I should have said Things that I regret And I regret No more waiting for something better to come along It's much easier to change me than it is to change them all Things I should have said and things that I regret Need to shed all my skin and start again Every turn I make is wrong I haven't smiled in so long Shed my skin and start again The memories that I once had of the good time We all used to have Shed my skin and start again |
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from Type O Negative - October Rust (1996)
Hey Bacchus
She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me The street lamps light are wet old red hook road A furry vino tinted slave Molten oil painted Brooklyn Brigde (Cobblestone grave) A lonely blue girl guards the river bed She shakes her brown torch at the tide On pier six we'd creep and count the cracks (Side by side, see, we're counting cracks) Your mom was out wearing herself inside I'll stop the train to say hello A used boyfriend's just bought her this new car (I said I know) -togetherburn- She said burn Together Burn We'll burn together Now don't believe she'll never leave again I can't forget the words she said back then She said burn We'll burn together. |
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from Type O Negative - The Least Worst Of (2000)
a) Hedgeclipper
b) It's Never Enough With my blood, time, sweat and tears My goal is to dissolve her fears Self-imposed imprisonment In this way feels she must repent In a cell denial made Break the lock, free her from her cage Realizing her days be few Just want to make her comfortable No matter what I do No matter what I do It's never enough I'll lose my mind When it's her time She's so scared, it's unbearable Can't believe God could be so cruel So cruel She held me tight Childhood fright I'm so scared, there's no remedy But so glad for the memories So glad Fuck you god For her one day undestroyed I'd give my soul or life with joy Angel face and saintly love I curse Christ that she suffers so much No matter what I do No matter what I do It's never enough c) The Cruel Tactics Of Emotional Warfare |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
It's been doing some thinking
And felt that she should she know All actions in which partake Are far beyond it's control Whether It was born or bred (Genetic, Environment) I wouldn't bother to ask it why Simply concentrate on when It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed Making plans but it won't tell So longs to hear her final words: |
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from Life Of Agony - Broken Valley (2005)
JUNK SICK
I was beating my head in, head in Against the wall I was beating my brains dead, brains dead Against it all Junk Sick Just here for the cure And I'd spit into his eyes, his eyes When he was out on bail Man I've done a lot of time waiting Time waiting But you failed me Junk Sick(DEAD) Don't get me wrong Junk Sick(DEAD) Just here for the cure Junk sick Don't get me wrong I was beating my head in Against the wall I was beating my brains dead Against it all |
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from Life Of Agony - Broken Valley (2005)
If you're looking to tell it
All and save your soul, I know what you can do You can start by letting me in So we could begin to mend these salted wounds You sacrifice, you sacrifice and if we bleed it's justified And I can't look into your face, it's been harder than you've known And I can't find a single place that these demons haven't shown So go to sleep, I need to be alone Don't ya, don't ya wanna tell someone What you have done and get it off your chest? How long can you carry this load Until it explodes in your fucking face? We sacrifice, we sacrifice and if we bleed it's justified And I can't look into your face, it's been harder than you've known And I can't find a single place that these demons haven't shown So go to sleep, I need to be alone We sacrifice, we sacrifice and if we bleed and justified We sacrifice (Lift yourself off that shelf) We sacrifice (Did your best and made this mess) And justified (Lift yourself off that shelf) And justified (Did your best and made this mess) And I can't look into your face, it's been harder than you've known And I can't find a single place that these demons haven't shown And I can't look into your face, it's been harder than you've known And I can't find a single place that these demons haven't shown So go to sleep, I need to be alone |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
Hatred obsessing me
Hatred possessing me Anger burning me Anger turning me Into someone I don't know Rage shaking me Rage making me Into someone I don't know I'll kill you tonight |
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from Type O Negative - The Origin Of The Feces (1992)
I got a pickaxe in the trunk of my car
I'll put it on the grinder to get it real sharp There's an ugly green monster in my head Won't leave me alone Until you're dead I called your house but you couldn't be reached So I took the D train to Brighton Beach You're doing the thing with a brand new man Checking out the stars Screwing on the sand Kill you Kill you I'll fucking kill you So I took some steriods and adrenaline Finlandia vodka and hallucinagens Mixed it with blood and orange juice Liquid protein and ice cubes Staring down at your sweaty embraces Put my tool right through your faces Well buddyboy I hope you enjoyed her 'Cause I'm an equal opportunity destroyer Kill you Kill you I'll fucking kill you I'll kill you tonight I'll kill you tonight I said I'll kill you tonight I'll fucking kill you |
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from Life Of Agony - Broken Valley (2005)
Deathbed, I bled downhearted
Don't toss me out like your last cigarette I'm one of your own Bled my way up from under it Trying to fill that hole but down you go Hold me, brother, take your finger off the trig Let it go, oh, let it go If you don't stop shaking Soon you will be taking it off, taking it off So hold me, brother, take your finger off the trigger Deathbed, I bled downhearted Don't feel like you need to leave because You disappointed us all Self-esteem has clipped your wings and now You try and catch your fall but down you go Hold me, brother, take your finger off the trig Let it go, oh, let it go If you don't stop shaking Soon you will be taking it off, taking it off So hold me, brother, take your finger off the trig Let me know, oh, let me know If you don't stop shaking Soon you will be taking it off So hold me, brother, take your finger off the trig Let it go, oh, let it go If you don't stop shaking Soon you will be taking it off, taking it off So hold me, brother, take your finger off the trig Let me know, oh, let me know If you don't stop shaking Soon you will be taking it off |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
You give what you get
Nothing more and nothing less Smile when needed to Speak when spoken to I won't lead you astray I won't lead you astray Candyman... Take what, what you need As long as it's free Come run away with me We'll run far away I won't lead you astray I won't lead you astray Candyman... Let go of what's real Show me what you feel Don't you be afraid I won't lead you astray Candyman... I won't lead you astray... |
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from Life Of Agony - Soul Searching Sun (1997)
My eyes are closed
My mouth is wide I could see her face Her beautiful hair I could recognize She looks at me cold She probably don't know who I am Mommy it's me It's Keith You had me back when But sometimes I like to pretend That she But sometimes I like to pretend That she But sometimes I like to pretend That she But sometimes I like to pretend That she holds me I quess I can't Because show doesn't know who I am My mind it's dreaming God it's so misleading Do you think it's 'cause I've grown old Is it true what I was told You cried to leave me You know I know it's not your fault You had a husband who was selfish and cold Believe me I know Believe me I know Now I hear you used to treat me cold You dissappeared and left me all alone I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong 'cause both of you were always getting Were always getting Were always getting stoned Were always getting stoned... |
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from Life Of Agony - Ugly (2007)
In the stilness of the night my eyes are closed.
My mouth is wide. I could see her face. Her beautifull hair I could recognize. She looks at me cold. She probably don't know who I am. Mommy it is me, it's Keith. You had me back when... But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading. Do you thing it's 'cause I've grown old. Is it true that what I was told? You cried to leave me? You know I know it's not your fault. You had a husband who was (now you're ?) selfish and cold. Believe me I know. And now I hear you used to treat me cold. You disappeared and left me all alone. I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong. 'cause both of you were always getting stoned. But sometimes I like to pretend. But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. |
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from Life Of Agony - Unplugged At The Lowlands Festival '97 (2007)
In the stilness of the night my eyes are closed.
My mouth is wide. I could see her face. Her beautifull hair I could recognize. She looks at me cold. She probably don't know who I am. Mommy it is me, it's Keith. You had me back when... But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading. Do you thing it's 'cause I've grown old. Is it true that what I was told? You cried to leave me? You know I know it's not your fault. You had a husband who was (now you're ?) selfish and cold. Believe me I know. And now I hear you used to treat me cold. You disappeared and left me all alone. I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong. 'cause both of you were always getting stoned. But sometimes I like to pretend. But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. |
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from Type O Negative - Life Is Killing Me (2003)
Like a Jew in ancient Spain
And for Christ's name did pay with pain Modern day inquisition What is the link between these crafts? Doctores and thieves, they both wear masks Overpaid meat magicians Life is killing me Your doctorate and Ph.D. Would wipe my ass etched in feces Will not cure your affliction Doctors Jeckyll or Mengele And your face too, they're just a blur Can't improve my condition Life is killing me Appointment made, waited three hours Did not realize you had such power I'd rather see a mortician Your parents saved or had the bucks Your education stems from luck Future corpse: death by physician I have no choice: devoid of rights So pull the plug, it's my damned life Keep me alive to increase your bill A Red Cross hell? - the hospital! Just let me die with dignity It's not suicide, simply mercy Just who do you think you are? Medical school don't make you God Now I don't care what you've been taught Just get me off this life support Just let me die with dignity It's not suicide, simply mercy Life is killing me |
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