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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Need to ask a question
Calling out my name Nothing seems to bother Wish I had a clue C'mon abuse me more I like it Well I don't think you like me Well I hate you as well No one seems to like you Wish I couldn't tell C'mon abuse me more I like it C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true C'mon abuse me more I like it C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true Throw the sailors overboard C'mon abuse me more I like it C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true Throw the sailors overboard |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Across the night
It was the moon that stole my slumber Across the night I fell in love with people sleeping And hugged a man's arthritic shoulder I fell tired, asleep in a golden ocean Your eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination I don't mean to make you cry But this feeling will run right through the night And I'll only make you cry with these feelings Sleepless, untamed without a leash on the light around me So let us be married and have another baby Coz I don't wanna be lonely I just wanna be alone Yes let's just get married shouting baby, baby, babies "You'll never sleep at all" But I don't wanna be lonely Never seen the sunshine From higher points than sunrise |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
across the night it was the moon that stole my slumber across the night i feel in love wiyh people slepping and huggedd a man's artistic shoulder i feel tired, asleep in a golden ocean yuoe eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination i don't near to make you cry but this feeling will un night trough thr night and i'll only make you cry whit these feelings sleepless,untamed with a leash on the light around me so let us be married and have another baby cuz i don'y wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone yeah let's just us get married shouting baby,baby,babies "you'll never sleep at all" but i don't wanna be lonely never see the sunshine from higher points than sunn'se i don't wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone |
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from Silverchair - Across The Night (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
across the night it was the moon that stole my slumber across the night i feel in love wiyh people slepping and huggedd a man's artistic shoulder i feel tired, asleep in a golden ocean yuoe eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination i don't near to make you cry but this feeling will un night trough thr night and i'll only make you cry whit these feelings sleepless,untamed with a leash on the light around me so let us be married and have another baby cuz i don'y wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone yeah let's just us get married shouting baby,baby,babies "you'll never sleep at all" but i don't wanna be lonely never see the sunshine from higher points than sunn'se i don't wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone |
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from Silverchair - Across The Night (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
across the night it was the moon that stole my slumber across the night i feel in love wiyh people slepping and huggedd a man's artistic shoulder i feel tired, asleep in a golden ocean yuoe eyes perspired, a spike in my fascination i don't near to make you cry but this feeling will un night trough thr night and i'll only make you cry whit these feelings sleepless,untamed with a leash on the light around me so let us be married and have another baby cuz i don'y wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone yeah let's just us get married shouting baby,baby,babies "you'll never sleep at all" but i don't wanna be lonely never see the sunshine from higher points than sunn'se i don't wanna be lonely i just wanna be alone |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise Born again the day Brings you naivety A laptop souvenir is worth its weight In silver a golden son You'll be home again And I'll be home again Mend in my sleep I'm boxing under water Waddle on the wake Waking on a summer day After all these years Forget about all the troubled times Munificent, artless and ascetic Playing like a scared Enthusiastic pawn And every father's pain Casts a shadow over a broken son You'll be whole again And I'll be whole again All those years I was hurting to feel Something more than life |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
Breathe in the night That crushed a tired sunrise Born again the day Brings young naivety A laptop souvenir is worth its weight In silver a golden son You'll be home again And I'll be home again Mend in my sleep I'm boxing under water Waddle on the wake Waking on a summer day After all these years Forget about all the troubled times Munificent, artless and ascetic Playing like a scared Enthusiastic pawn And every father's pain Casts a shadow over a broken son You'll be whole again And I'll be whole again All those years I was hurting to feel Something more than life |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
Underneath the shelf cracks appear in thick enamel
In this lapse, excuse for wasting time I wait for signals, shooting stars I'd scrape through every branch 'Cause I need to come down Underneath the home I lived in I was a page in someone's book And no one asked me why The page was fifteen stories high I'm underneath that home wondering why [Chorus] All across the world There are things we need to forget and forgive Sometimes we have to try and shed the damage we don't need Oh, Justice, shake your head I'm wasting my time We can break this drought Wanna tell ya I love ya, I need ya in the night Sometimes I get so full I wanna tell ya I'm feeling all right I'm shaken to the bone And on my way home Adjust an omen at the door Singing, baby, won't you please get a hold without it And while you sit there on the phone, tell me, baby I'm a liar; you don't seem to care what I care about And, baby, it's a shame To be wasted [Chorus] |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not You make the sound of laughter and sharpened nails seem softer And I need you now somehow Open fire on the needs designed On my knees for you Open fire on my knees desires What I need from you Imagine pageant In my head the flesh seems thicker Sandpaper tears corrode the film And I need you now somehow And I need you now somehow Open fire on the needs designed On my knees for you Open fire on my knees desires What I need from you And you're my obsession I love you to the bones And Ana wrecks your life Like an Anorexia life Open fire on the needs designed On my knees for you Open fire on my knees desires What I need from you Open fire on the needs designed Open fire on my knees desires On my knees for you |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
We are the youth
We'll take your fascism away We are the youth Apologise for another day We are the youth And politicians are so sure We are the youth And we are knocking on death's door Never knew we were living in a world With a mind that could be so sure Never knew we were living in a world With a mind that could be so small Never knew we were living in a world And the world is an open court Maybe we don't want to live in a world Where innocence is so short We'll make it up to you in the year 2000 with... Never knew we were living in a world With a mind that could be so sure Never knew we were living in a world With a mind that could be so small Never knew we were living in a world And the world is an open court Maybe we don't want to live in a world Where innocence is so short We'll make it up to you In the year 2000 Build it up for you In the year 2000 Make it up to you In the year 2000 Build it up for you In the year 2000 with you Never knew we were living in a world With a world that could be so sure Never knew we were living in a world With a mind that could be so small Never knew we were living in a world And the world is an open court Maybe we don't want to live in a world World who cares at all We'll make it up to you In the year 2000 Build it up for you In the year 2000 Make it hard for you In the year 2000 Build it up for you In the year 2000 Make it hard for you In the year 2000 Build it up for you In the year 2000 with you |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
Contained in my cotton crib
Where I feel no turbulence The ocean sleeps upon a shelf And it feeds my apathy But I can feel it in the night Like rain upon my skin Inside a winter Would you begin to splinter If I decide to recognise my thorns Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day And fading away in the night I feel the sun before it's light And it fades away into the night I was afraid, I feared myself I cleared the shelf And killed the shame But I can feel it in the night Collect the rocks And throw them over borders To shake the muddy waters And clear myself From hiding every thorn Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day And fading away......... And we grow in a garden Where all that we know You're just a fool for him. Cause everytime I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water Til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day and fading away Dry in the day and fading away Dry in the day and fading away ................in the night. |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Maybe your luck has changed
Settle down Maybe I`m just deranged And on the rebound Maybe love was the thing Holding me back from all Maybe I`m just the thing To break my own fall Take the rope to my heart and fall You may just be the last before you See the black tangled heart fall Maybe departure`s good Makes room for more Start to mass produce For a chance to ignore Maybe you`ll kill yourself Before I get a turn Maybe I`ll fall in love And never learn Take the rope to my heart and fall You may just be the last before you See the black tangled heart fall Take the rope to my heart and fall You may just be the last before you See the black tangled heart fall |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Need a change Not to imitate
But to irritate All the ones who hate I may be late Always seem to get the wrong date Well, I guess it's fate I live in a cemetery Full of good will and integrity You see, I have no specialty Here's your warning I'll give you click click boom I live in a cemetery I need a change Not to imitate But to irritate I live in a cemetery I need a change Not to imitate But to irritate I live in a cemetery I need a change Not to imitate But to irritate I live in a cemetery I need a change Not to imitate But to irritate I live in a cemetery I need a change Not to imitate But to irritate I live in a cemetery |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
When he was just a little boy,
He only had one favourite toy. And he had nothing on his mind, He never left anything behind. No. As he got older, things got worse, Like he'd been born under a curse. Things started to fall apart, They weren't like they were at the start. No, it's like a civil war. Growing up, It's like a civil war. Don't turn away, It's something you can't ignore. Growing up, It's like a civil war. And now that he was in his teens, He'd started to learn what life means. Problems were still appearing, They didn't look like disappearing. No. it's like a civil war, Growing up, It's like a civil war. Don't turn away, It's something you can't ignore. Growing up, |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Dearest helpless intent's
not as bad as the action Take a breath to distort the fear in your eyes I don't mean it to hurt But every time I hate you I think of you first He's made you blind You're better on your own I'm just the kind to bring you down Equalize the pressure, it's all too much Sex drugs and image is just enough To get you by in the real world He's made you blind You're better on your own I'm just the kind to bring you down He's made you blind I'm just the kind To bring you, to bring you He's made you blind You're better on your own I'm just the kind To bring you down |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Moon covered determined to find
To find my place of hiding Try to detach, try to decrease To make it easier on me Despise myself for what you`ve done Sent me back into my world Hold yourself `cause no one will I`ll make it easier Now I have managed to be the one To be the victim without the gun Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Stay alert cause I`m obsessed Surely I can`t be depressed Could I be read if I was see-through Or would you just read my spine Could I be read if I was see-through Could I be read if I was see-through Could I be read if I was see-through Or would you just read my spine Now I have managed to be the one To be the victim without the gun Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Do you feel the same Feel the same Now you`ve come Do you feel the same anyway Hold yourself `cause no-one will I`ll be there to take the spill Cleanse your soul, change the tide And ride the wave back here to me Be the one Without the gun Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come Do you feel the same Feel the same Now you`ve come Do you feel the same anyway Now you`ve come |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Erupt again ignore the pill
And I won't let it show Sacrifice the tortures Orchestral tear cash-flow Increase delete escape defeat It's all that matters to you Cotton case for an iron pill Distorted eyes when everything is clearly dying Burn my knees and E-motion sickness Addict with no heroine E-motion sickness Distorted eyes when everything is clearly dying Burn my knees and Burn my knees and pray Get up get up get up get up Won't you stop my pain E-motion sickness Addict with no heroine Good things will pass It helps with excess access Lessons learnt E-motion sickness Lessons learnt |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
Unsuspecting brother doesn't know what to do,
When everything just falls to the ground, ohh. He runs to find some cover, he doesn't have a clue, That his friend will never be found, When he's informed, that he... Will never see the boy, Will never see the boy, Never see him open his eyes, Will never see the boy, Never see the boy You'll only hear his heavenly cries ooh, yeah. Thinking of the past, it's all over now. Mother nature strikes once again. It happened all so fast, my only question's how, How could they let that building descend. Ohh, yeah, ohhhh... You will never see the boy, You will never see the boy, You will never see him open his eyes, You will never see the boy, Never see the boy, You'll only hear his heavenly cries. ooh, yeah. Off to the new life, I live on death. You're leaving me all through the night. If he's born again, I need you to find, Need you to find where he is. |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
You've been locked
and you need to escape You broke the law it was your first offence Drug addiction subtracting all your privileges But giving up just makes no sense We'll find a way We'll find a way Don't give in don't give in Don't give in don't give in All you can think about is breaking free You can't make it on your own. You're thinking negative nothing can go right It's eating you down to the bone We'll find a way Don't give in don't give in We'll find a way Don't give in don't give in |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
No more maybes
Your baby's got rabies Sitting on a ball In the middle of the Andes Yeah, i'm a freak of nature Yeah, i'm a freak If only I could be as cool as you As cool as you Body and soul I'm a freak I'm a freak Body and soul I'm a freak Try to be different Well get a different disease Seems it's in fashion To need the coldsore cream Yeah, i'm a freak of nature Yeah, i'm a freak I don't really know How to put on a cool show As boring as they come Just tell me where to go If only I could be as cool as you Freak Body and soul I'm a freak I'm a freak Body and soul I'm a freak |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
In the middle of the side of the road
I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war Well he's only your God I'm the first male lesbian I feel less being jaded The gayest straight boy that you'll ever meet And I meet everyone only not in the flesh Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in In the middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war He never knew why but hell, he made a fault Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in Head's tied to a rolling sculpture Limp feet proceed to hold me Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration Easy, hopeless admiration of a Hollywood home Easy, hopeless admiration We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood hole We're living in, we're living in a Hollywood home We're living in, we're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in We're living in, we're living in Now that you've come home |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
[Chorus]
If you keep losing sleep over other lovers If you keep losing me, you're gonna be bored If you're up chimney, sweep under rubble covers If you keep counting sheep and being adored You're a tombstone in the mud Playing twister in a bubble again I need a breath, a wind so pure To dry up the mud over me To be reborn, not born again Erase my regret from the start Shot the model Flaking temporary skin, you're no burden Such reduction Such seductive silent wine, hop scotch trigger [Chorus] You're a tombstone in the mud Playing twister in a bubble again If you keep losing sleep over other lovers If you keep losing me, you're gonna be If you keep losing sleep over other lovers If you keep losing me |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
Tomorrow will be another part of yesterday
And yesterday will be another part of the day before Wait, I hear another song, Insomnia About the days I wasn't tired And doing that fun, retro look I stay awake for days I stay awake for days But I'd sit awake in daze, anyway I'm a maze of chains Hey, don't use the term accommodation I won't be there for that, and that will never be there for me And I need to get some sleep slash resolution About the days I wasn't tired And doing that fun, retro thing I stay awake for days I stay awake for days But I'd sit awake in daze, anyway I'm a maze of chains Over in the corner of a circle I sleep behind this bedroom I see fun, retro look Dine behind a suitcase in an empty room It's time to leave millions behind Hey, that's what I took from retro look I stay awake for days I stay awake for days But I'd sit awake in daze, anyway I'm a maze of chains |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
Hate is what I feel for you,
And I want you to know that I want you dead. You're late for the execution... If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead. All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to I hate you and your apathy. You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here. I'm playing this pantomime, But I don't see you showing any signs of fear. All the pain I feel Couldn't start to heal Although I would like it to This time I'm for real My pain can not heal You will be dead when I'm through chorus Pain and execution Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air The air... yeah I am, I am Israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air I am, I am Israel's son Israel's son I am Put your hands in the air |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
I wanted to be friends with her too
So my relationship could be the same as yours I hated everyone just like you Hating you should be introduced as a new law Take the time to learn to hate Come and join the mass debate Take the time, take the time It's all uphill you've gotta climb You betrayed all the trust I gave you Now I need therapy to hate a little more You cannot help me to forgive you The drugs have given you all kinds of different sores As you pump drugs into your bloodstream I sit observing in disgust Hoping that you will finally come clean So I don't have to use this gun |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
Ohh, you can lead a throne,
But I'm something you don't own. No... Greed is a sin, so don't lead me in, ohh... Ohh, you can leave me out, Leave me out, Leave me out, Ohh, yeah, |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Gonna be a liar? Lie to me
Yeah Gonna be a liar? Lie to me Gonna be a while? Lie to me |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
Have you ever been lost
Floating on the ground Like a fading frost? You've fallen asleep Next to your bed And you feel so low Oh, they've stolen your pride Stand up while your conscience sits aside I've made up my mind Half of the time, and I feel so low [Chorus] Stay and hijack the hurt I feel so low, I feel so high Take a look inside my mind If the object was clear There wouldn't be a point Only godless fear By the end of July I wonder, will I still feel so low? Oh, I am host to a guide Moving in time And falling in line I've made up my mind The papers are signed And I feel so low [Chorus] Once a lover Never suffer So far away from here Feeling hollow Head to toe, so low [Chorus] |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Thrust the candle to the dark of your disease
Burn the fishplate execute ill memories Labyrinth of sympathy in which I'm lost and can't leave And too much truth overshadows the lime lies And what lies beneath the clouds is an Altered perception and I'll pay for sanity But sanity don't come cheap You don't know the truth and I love your life Flinch against the fire but this ain't winter And I'm all by myself the way I wanna be Where I'm content to be to be all by myself But frozen eyes are bound to melt |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
Thrust the candle to the dark of your disease
Burn the fishplate execute ill memories Labyrinth of sympathy in which I'm lost and can't leave And too much truth overshadows the lime lies And what lies beneath the clouds is an Altered perception and I'll pay for sanity But sanity don't come cheap You don't know the truth and I love your life Flinch against the fire but this ain't winter And I'm all by myself the way I wanna be Where I'm content to be to be all by myself But frozen eyes are bound to melt |
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from Silverchair - Across The Night (2006)
Thrust the candle to the dark of your disease
Burn the fishplate execute ill memories Labyrinth of sympathy in which I'm lost and can't leave And too much truth overshadows the lime lies And what lies beneath the clouds is an Altered perception and I'll pay for sanity But sanity don't come cheap You don't know the truth and I love your life Flinch against the fire but this ain't winter And I'm all by myself the way I wanna be Where I'm content to be to be all by myself But frozen eyes are bound to melt |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
I can't release you,
You're a madman, Need help to, Madman, madman. You're tied to alcohol, It starts to take its toll, Madman, madman, Oh, madman mad. Mind filled with confusion, Your life's an illusion, Madman, madman, oh, ugh, Madman, madman... Madman. |
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from Silverchair - Reflections Of A Sound [single] (2007)
I heard a hole in the silence
I saw a crack in the plan, but I got lazy ways You're not a private detective Take off your telephone shoes My thought's going out of phase And these are better days Still, it seems funny Sticking like honey Wrote my own article Now I'm humming She takes pictures Through my lazy eyes And I'm dreaming Girl, it's your money When we're alone, and out driving Ourselves around all the bends She's got crazy ways And I'm all woo Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby I got addictive dependent I got a cold change of heart But I got lazy ways We're all woo Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader Mind reader Mind reader, baby, come on |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
I heard a hole in the silence
I saw a crack in the plan, but I got lazy ways You're not a private detective Take off your telephone shoes My thought's going out of phase And these are better days Still, it seems funny Sticking like honey Wrote my own article Now I'm humming She takes pictures Through my lazy eyes And I'm dreaming Girl, it's your money When we're alone, and out driving Ourselves around all the bends She's got crazy ways And I'm all woo Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby I got addictive dependent I got a cold change of heart But I got lazy ways We're all woo Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come on Don't know what you want Don't know what you want No, I'm not a mind reader Mind reader Mind reader, baby, come on |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Millionaire say
Got a big shot deal And thrown it all away but But I’m not too sure How I’m supposed to feel Or what I’m supposed to say But I’m not, not sure, Not too sure how it feels To handle every day And I miss you love Make room for the prey ’cause I’m coming in With what I wanna say but It’s gonna hurt And I love the pain A breeding ground for hate but... I’m not, not sure, Not too sure how it feels To handle everyday Like the one that just past In the crowds of all the people Remember today I’ve no respect for you And I miss you love And I miss use love I love the way you love But I hate the way I’m supposed to love you back It’s just a fad Part of the teenage angst brigade and I’m not, not sure, Not too sure how it feels To handle everyday Like the one that just past In the crowds of all the people Remember today I’ve no respect for you And I miss you love And I miss use love Remember two days I’ve no respect for you And I miss you love And I miss use love I love the way you love But I hate the way I’m supposed to love you back |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Got my fever down, then weighed it up, and know the
Sounds remaining won't strain all the silt from my eyes Bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the grey Of the night, straight from the vines refusal to shine You're my favourite thing - the one that I love You're the one so I'd die for your love Blind the deafened moon, stimulate the tombs of angels I'll open my heart won't fall apart Don't fall apart You're my favourite thing And I feel like letting go |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
You've never wanted to know me before
Little or no association Leave me alone, I want to live Stop sucking the blood right out of me Couldn't care less if I died right now Who am I? I don't know, you tell me You seem to know everything else Need a pathway need a guide Contemplating suicide Wish I could be like you You say you care, but do you? Do you? Burn |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Laying lost and wounded just myself to blame
Have no life and being hand-fed pain Head's a crying wasteland Filled with shame Cried for help before and Nobody came His father beats him no hesitation His face left dripping in humiliation Head's a crying wasteland Filled with shame Cried for help before and Nobody came As he lies wounded his father turns to clay A frozen statue can't walk away Head's a crying wasteland Filled with shame Cried for help before and nobody came To see what I can lose again For being the victim Ohhhhh~ |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Let my spirit ride on a one way mule
Blistered skin in a cold hearted pool Distant emotion hides a concrete wall Naked and anchored I'll climb right back To you Love me for my mind, coz I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back for you I'll stake out just to find The knife in a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back for you Distant memories in a cage by my bed Viscid dreams stick to holes in my head But a patient career of sleep in a Sunday dress Rides my wake |
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from Silverchair - Across The Night (2006)
Let my spirit ride on a one way mule
Blistered skin in a cold hearted pool Distant emotion hides a concrete wall Naked and anchored I'll climb right back to you Love me for my mind 'Cause I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back to you... Distant emotion hides a concrete wall Grind... my way Do you feel Do you kneel Do you need Love me for my mind 'Cause I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back to you... Love me for my mind 'Cause I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back to you... But a patient career of sleep in a Sunday dress Rides my wake Love me for my mind 'Cause I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back to you... Love me for my mind 'Cause I'm a dangerous heart When I've got time to kill I'm coming back to you... Yeah, yeah |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
It's only self rejection
With a mean left Cold carbon copied coping And it's mean theft That's been left behind Paint pastel princess Bo and arapax The shelves when they're broken I'll beg you, beg you Waste life when youth is sweeter, neater Content with contents Cultures cringing at accents And it's too tense, camp out (nonsense) She tastes the candy Sugarless, cancerous Crave cocaine cop shows I'll beg you, beg you But it's all the same to me But it's all the same to me Paint pastel princess Bo and arapax The shelves when they're broken I'll beg you, beg you |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
It's never gonna end
Open gash in my ribcage It's never gonna mend Take another picture off the wall Sinking deeper every time I fall Each day ends quicker And my mind gets slower too As my life just fades away I wouldn't have a clue Take another drawer out from the shelf I'm too weak to do it by myself Though you had the world at your feet You could see it I was blind Had the perfect job called life You didn't like it you resigned Brain's a square of grass Growing on petrol and chlorine On petrol and chlorine You could see it I was blind Had the perfect job called life You didn't like it you resigned On petrol and chlorine You know just what I mean On petrol and chlorine You know just what I mean |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
Follow the tides
Drown in your headspin Forget the world tonight Leave all my joys People are plastic A war with elastic knights And I know how you feel in the night Do you know how I feel in the night? 'Cause I know why I feel all the Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Face down holes Pay them with love 'Cause money is hollow This time is not for self emotions Comfort motions are hard to notice And I know how you feel in the night Do you know how I feel in the night? 'Cause I know why I feel all the Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you Pins in my needles, pins in my needles, you |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Then cut yourself again
Elevate then drop back down see which ones remain Remember all that she can say Is that she knows she wants it You`ll make it through With another point of view again You`ll make it through With another point Accusation does yes mean no Or have you changed your mind Kill the nation before it grows be one of a kind Remember all that she can say Is that she knows she wants it You`ll make it through With another point of view again You`ll make it through With another point Pretend the world`s an ocean Oh I`m drowning Pretend that I`m pollution Oh, I`m dying Pretend the steak`s a cowboy And the kiss will kill you You`ll make it through With another point of view again You`ll make it through With another point |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Addiction's held you back
But you don't care 'Cause you're on a high again And it's not fair Consuming alcohol While I gotta drive Take a hit from the drugs you stole And try to survive Since your life was over You haven't yet been sober You have held me back so long Everything you do is wrong Now I gotta dump you Continue my life too I tried to help you Don't care what you do You're state of mind's improved But we're still apart I visited you'd moved Don't know where to start Your life's an open cold sore Got to get out the cream Now I'm thinking positive But I know it's a dream Since your life was over you You haven't yet been sober you have held me back so long Everything you do is wrong Now I gotta dump you Continue my life too I tried to help you Don't care what you do You died yesterday You died yesterday You died yesterday You died yesterday |
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from Scary Movie (무서운 영화) by David Kitay [ost] (2000)
I live for yesterday,
No one cares or understands, Don’t feel pain, I’m made of steel, I can’t answer you, If you ask me how I am ‘cause I, I don’t know just how I feel. I can feel oh... Any pain you give me, But I’ll take it and throw it away. I’m a hypocrite, But that’s O.K. ‘cause I do like it, But I am careful who I burn, I am free falling, With no parachute at all but, I don’t have any concerns. I can feel, Any pain you give me, But I’ll take it and throw it away, I will kneel oh... To any king you give me, But I’ll tell you what I'd say. Why are you any better than anyone else? Why are you so good? Why are you any better than anyone else? Why are you so good? Why are you any better than anyone else? Why are you so good? Why are you any better than anyone else? Why are you so good? |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
People, dying, for no reason at all,
Age is no difference or if you're large or small Families, been torn apart, Doesn't have to be this way, Some people, just have no heart, It's happening every day, Pure massacre, Machine guns pumping, Hearts thumping, Death is all around, yeah, People crying for freedom, No one hears the sound, ohhh, Pure massacre, Pure massacre...alright, There's people crying, There's people dying, But someone's taken it all, yeah, Machine guns pumping, Hearts thumping, Death is all around, People crying for freedom, No one hears the sound, Pure massacre, It's gonna be, A pure massacre, Yeah |
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from Hook (1996)
People dying for no reason at all,
Age is no difference or if you're large or small. Families being torn apart. Doesn't have to be this way. Some people, just have no heart. It's happening every day. Pure massacre, Pure massacre... Machine guns pumping, hearts thumping, Death is all around. People crying for freedom, No one hears the sound, [Chorus] There's people crying. There's people dying. But someone's taken it all, yeah. There's people crying. There's people dying. But someone's taken it all, yeah. [Chorus] It's gonna be a pure massacre. Yeah |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
When I find my thoughts
It seems I'm losing myself In the dark of my mind In the ocean of time So I read between the cracks In the time that I write But the salt water's dry And the pain's in the sky Give me something real Something I can feel Because the truth feels like a movie All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you No longer engaged To insecure scars Cause nothing's secure It's just kept behind bars And I love everything You've learnt to ignore But you don't wanna hear If you've heard it before I'll give you something real Something you can feel You take your life and make of it what you can All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you Open up your eyes Stop thinkin' 'bout all of the things you were never shown Open up your eyes Stop thinkin' 'bout all of the things you were never shown Cause all you do is ramble So light another candle All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you |
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from Silverchair - Reflections Of A Sound [single] (2007)
In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound...
I know it`s been far too long in stormy weather My arrested hope won`t choke forever Like a memory I needed never We walk wrapped in thought Some are vacant some have grown too short It`s the only thing I`ve ever had that keeps me lonely In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around Come down from the waist of time Feel so empty when I feel so fine Starting over we could change this light shadow sober I`ve been waiting for far too long Let`s stick together Coz u`re keeping me warm but it`s a lonely setting sun In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around I wait so long now my head is full of pressure I need time to cure my mind It`s like a loop that lasts forever I`ve been waiting for far too long Let`s stick together Coz u`re keeping me warm but it`s a lonely setting sun In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound For nobody... In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound for nobody... instrumental till end |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound...
I know it`s been far too long in stormy weather My arrested hope won`t choke forever Like a memory I needed never We walk wrapped in thought Some are vacant some have grown too short It`s the only thing I`ve ever had that keeps me lonely In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around Come down from the waist of time Feel so empty when I feel so fine Starting over we could change this light shadow sober I`ve been waiting for far too long Let`s stick together Coz u`re keeping me warm but it`s a lonely setting sun In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around I wait so long now my head is full of pressure I need time to cure my mind It`s like a loop that lasts forever I`ve been waiting for far too long Let`s stick together Coz u`re keeping me warm but it`s a lonely setting sun In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound When nobody is around In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound For nobody... In the sun we are found to be reflections of a sound for nobody... instrumental till end |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Drained as drained can be
Life is gone from me Drained if drained is free If only I could breathe Smelling dead roses Take your mind with you There's no room for two I can't handle both Handle both of you Smelling dead roses But I won't fall down No I won't fall down But I won't fall down cause I won't fall down Smelling dead roses But I won't fall down No I won't fall down But I won't fall down cause I won't fall down |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Just wait for us to say it
And we'll make you lie And anyone who cares Lies on satin sheets And I waste my time on no-one And you think I really care Wears a saturn bracelet Lined with cocaine coins No chance slipped away Toddler training toys And I waste my time on no-one And you think I really care And I waste my time on no-one And you think I really care |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
If you're hurt, Why don't you tell someone.
Don't feel bad, You're not the only one, yeah. Don't go hiding, Hiding, in the shade. If you were abused, I'll find someone to help you. I know you were used, What are you gonna' do? Don't go hiding, Hiding, in the shade. Don't go hiding, Hiding, in the shade. |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
lived too long now you've come to take me
to a place where i can die lost my soul lost my confidence in me can't be something but i'll try lived too long and waited to just drown in my self pity i keep falling down want to be your soldier want to be your slave i have no pride in myself only book that i own is called 'how to lose' pick a chapter i know them all just choose lived to long and waited to find a place where i can die lost my soul lost my confidence in me give me something but i'll try want to be your soldier want to be your slave have no pride in myself that's how i behave |
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from Spawn (스폰) by Graeme Revell [ost] (1997)
death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes
as a death from old age becomes nearer why can't the livestock be free? when trading soldiers for steak learn to evolve with the new transition to act upon a hypocritical vision discard the old - in with the new discard the old - in with the fashion learn to evolve with the new transition to act upon a hypocritical vision learn to evolve, learn to, learn to evolve who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who's the bad guy? who? learn to evolve with the new transition learn to act upon a hypocritical vision learn to evolve, learn to, learn to evolve bring on the ape farm demolish the monkeys drink up, drink up look down on junkies a new hypocritical look and ambition the time has come to make the decision you.. drink up - drink up - look down i'll hold it back, i'll hold it back discard the old - in with the fashion death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes
As a death from old age becomes nearer Why can't the livestock be free When trading soldiers for steak Learn to evolve with the new transition To act upon a hypocritical vision Discard the old and in with the new Discard the old and in with the fashion Learn to evolve with the new transition To act upon a hypocritical vision Learn to evolve, learn to, learn to evolve Who is the bad guy for iron Require mince these are the facts So eat what you murder This is animal liberation Eight billion killed for human pleasure Bring on the ape farm Demolish the monkeys Drink up, drink up Look down on junkies A new hypocritical look and ambition The time has come To make the decision you... Drink up, drink up, look down I'll hold it back, I'll hold it back Discard the old, in with the fashion Death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes |
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from Silverchair - Neon Ballroom (1999)
Contain yourself I will compress
What I am too Replace yourself With what you have Your substitute Only wanted a piece of myself Steam will rise Esteem will rise Steam will rise Esteem will rise Refreain confess Contain repress Pretend I'm dead Abuse myself Confuse myself I won't be led Only wanted a piece of myself Only wanted a piece of myself Only wanted a piece of myself Steam will rise Esteem will rise Steam will rise Esteem will rise |
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from Silverchair - Reflections Of A Sound [single] (2007)
Breathing from a hole in my lung I had no one But faces in front of me Racing through the void in my head To find traces of a good luck academy ooh~... Sparks ignite and trade them for thought About no one And nothing in particular Washed the sickened socket and drove Resent nothing There`s good will inside of me ooh... Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line instrumental break/ Something I will never forget I felt desperate And stuck to the marrow Invisible to everyone else I`m a sex change And a damsel with no heroine ooh... Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line I don`t need no time to say There`s no changing yesterday If we keep talking & I keep walking in straight lines instrumental break/ Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line... instrumental till end |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
Breathing from a hole in my lung I had no one But faces in front of me Racing through the void in my head To find traces of a good luck academy ooh~... Sparks ignite and trade them for thought About no one And nothing in particular Washed the sickened socket and drove Resent nothing There`s good will inside of me ooh... Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line instrumental break/ Something I will never forget I felt desperate And stuck to the marrow Invisible to everyone else I`m a sex change And a damsel with no heroine ooh... Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line I don`t need no time to say There`s no changing yesterday If we keep talking & I keep walking in straight lines instrumental break/ Wake me up lower the fever Walking in a straight line Set me on fire in the evening Everything will be fine Waking up strong in the morning Walking in a straight line Lately I`m a desperate believer But walking in a straight line... instrumental till end |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
I dream about, how it’s gonna end,
Approaching me quickly, Leaving a life of fear, I only want my mind to be clear, People, making fun of me, For no reason but jealousy, I fantasise about my death, I’ll kill myself from holding my breath, My suicidal dream, Voices telling me what to do, My suicidal dream, I’m sure you will get yours too, Help me, comfort me, Stop me from feeling what I’m feeling now, The rope is here, Now I’ll find a use, I’ll kill myself, I’ll put my head in a noose, My suicidal dream, Voices telling me what to do, My suicidal dream, I’m sure you will get yours too, Dreamin’ about my death, dream, Suicidal, suicidal, suicidal dream, I’m suicidal, Suicidal dream, |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Welcome to the closing Not for love what for? It's easy to be taken But to say Come again Leave again Waste of time Come again I'm all alone while you're having fun You have faith while I feel none Sleep till late to waste half the day But I'm happy to live this way And you know that you can't see my pain But you know that I can see your pain Me and shame are the same Me and shame take the blame Me and pain are the same Me and shame take the blame Welcome to the closing |
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from Silverchair - Freak Show (1997)
Could've been like before Could've had to lock the door
Make your mind Let the door, let the door swing Only one Only one to let the door Wanted to pretend he's dead Didn't have to pretend Make your mind Let the door, let the door swing Only one Only one to let the door All this and more Makes no sense to me All this and more Makes me drown Let me know if it's alright Let me know if you just might Make your mind Let the door, let the door swing Only one Only one to let the door All this and more Makes no sense to me All this and more Makes me drown |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Youre the analyst
The fungus in my milk When you want no one And you've got someone Through the wind you crawl And laugh at burning dunes When no one else will ever see Now that you know why you feel like you do Their turning their head Whilst they wait for no one And finally i know Why you feel like letting go Im watching you watch over me and i've got the greatest view from here im watching you watch over me and i've got the greatest view from here copyright 2001 Daniel Johns mistakes dont mean a thing if you dont regret them so pack your tactic toes for the winter chain a waterfall to burned and withered skin no one else will ever see Im watching you watch over me and i've got the greatest view from here im watching you watch over me and i've got the greatest view from here Now that you know why you feel like you do They're turning their head whilst they wait For no one And finally I know why I feel like you're letting go I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here The greatest view from here The greatest view |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
You're the analyst
The fungus in my milk When you want no one And you've got someone Through the wind You crawl And laugh at burning dunes When no one else will Ever see Now that you know why you feel like you do They're turning their head whilst they wait For no one And finally I know why you feel like letting go I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here here Mistakes don't mean a thing If you don't regret them So pack your tactic toes for the winter Chain a waterfall to burned and withered skin No one else will ever see I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here Now that you know why you feel like you do They're turning their head whilst they wait For no one And finally I know why I feel like you're letting go I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here I'm watching you watch Over me and I've got The greatest view from here The greatest view from here The Greatest View |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Turn the mirrors face the wall
Don't you feel a little weak? And I'd catch you when you fall But you're falling all the time Do you need it anymore? Or do you need a little more? Living your life like you're bull in the trade He doesn't know how it feels Under my thumb like a bone under nail She's in the know, how's it feel? Live your life under machine guns Canary down the mine Maybe I'm on the lever Spoiling my broth like a radio kid Programmed computerised mind Waving my luck under your nose Like I found a four leaf clover |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
There was a man that knew too much
With a panic attic mind but a chance to numb His golden touch to ignore the will of time Had me struck down open to the fact I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back Time is not a moment we're letting slip away There's nothing left to say it's changing every day The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey It's not enough to say that this is my love He had the anti midas touch Temporary state of mind But a chance to die enhances growth Now I'm trembling all the time Stumble round making faces on the scene Scene what what Stumble round make your faces on your own Time is not a moment we're letting slip away There's nothing left to say it's changing every day The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey It's not enough to say that this is my love I'm not your mocking bird That sings your cellar song She got a paper run You're compensated Can we all gather round on the scene Can we all move around on our own Are ya a mover shaker all alone Time is not a moment we're letting slip away There's nothing left to say it's changing every day The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey It's not enough to say Time is not a moment we're letting slip away There's nothing left to say but this is my love I'm not your mocking bird That sings your cellar song She got a paper run to write your letters wrong |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
It's twelve o'clock,
and it's a wonderful day. I know you hate me, but I'll ask anyway. Won't you come with me, to a place in a little town. The only way to get there's to go straight down. There's no bathroom, and there is no sink. The water out of the tap is very, hard to drink, Very hard to drink. You, wait til tomorrow You, wait til tomorrow You say that money, isn't everything, But I'd like to see you live without it. You think you can keep on going living like a king. Oohh babe, but I strongly doubt it. Very hard to drink. You gonna wait til, fat boy, Fat boy, wait until tomorrow |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
She tripped on a hole
that I dug in the soil to be hard I'm a human garden I couldn't stand in the straight postured sun But you stood in the mud But you came outside when I came along, When I came along, when I came along So you never stopped needing, You never stopped needing I'll close up with someone so close Too much of not enough A close look at someone so close Too much of not enough All we need is just a taste I strap myself in for a safe second ride Before we're starting the train To be anything I saw fit And it all seems to fail But you came undone when I came along When I came along, when I came along So you never stopped needing, You never stopped needing I'll close up with someone so close Too much of not enough A close look at someone so close Too much of not enough All we need is just a taste And I walk by and share our truth Broken stakes and stolen youth I've seen too much I'm not enough You've came much closer than this hell before You never stopped needing, You never stopped needing, You never stopped needing, And it's good for nothing |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
She tripped on a hole that I'd dug in the soil
To be part of a human garden and I couldn't Stand in the straight postured sun But you stood in the mud which came unsoiled When I came along You see it's good for nothing, good for nothing A close look at something So close It's too much of not enough When all we need is just a taste I strapped myself in for a safe saccharide Before it started I tried to be anything I saw fit And it all seemed to fit but you came undone When I came along Blind white lies and shallow truth Broken strings and stolen youth I've seen too much of not enough but You came much closer than they had before You never stop needing And it's good for nothing |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
I fondle keys to my heart when everyone's heart
Seems so calm And you found the lock To my dorm and opened the door to my trust Fund my vestry The light in my darkest hour is fear Denies me of anything good sooo Don't lsoe your heart you'll need it You'll have to take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine Take everything that you're not and don't be so Scared to tamper (temper) with (temper) "tampered with" evidence (tamper) Coz you'll come along for the sun if you come at all To lose your heart you'll have to teake, take and take Painting a lie seeing the colours but you seem Closer to everything Closer now than we ever have been We're closer now that we ever should (we) be Closer now than we've ever been before Closer to everything Busking for change and changing everything Feeble fables aren't changing many things It's my time to shine like a tuna in the brine For my pregnant paws aren't changing anything To all of the animals who keep sipping the sweat From my back, You're making me ill And I can't get enough So take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
I fondle keys to my heart when everyone's heart
Seems so calm And you found the lock To my dorm and opened the door to my trust Fund. my vestry The light in my darkest hour is fear Denies me of anything good sooo. Don't lose your heart you'll need it You'll have to take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. Take everything that you're not and don't be so Scared to tamper (temper) with (temper) "tampered with" evidence (tamper) Coz you'll come along for the sun if you come at all To lose your heart you'll have to take, take and take. Painting a lie seeing the colours but you seem Closer to everything Closer now than we ever have been We're closer now than we ever should (we) be Closer now than we've ever been before Closer to everything Busking for change and changing everything Feeble fables aren't changing many things It's my time to shine like a tuna in the brine For my pregnant paws aren't changing anything To all of the animals who keep sipping the sweat >From my back, You're making me ill And I can't get enough So take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. |
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from Silverchair - Across The Night (2006)
I fondle keys to my heart when everyone's heart
Seems so calm And you found the lock To my dorm and opened the door to my trust Fund. my vestry The light in my darkest hour is fear Denies me of anything good sooo. Don't lose your heart you'll need it You'll have to take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. Take everything that you're not and don't be so Scared to tamper (temper) with (temper) "tampered with" evidence (tamper) Coz you'll come along for the sun if you come at all To lose your heart you'll have to take, take and take. Painting a lie seeing the colours but you seem Closer to everything Closer now than we ever have been We're closer now than we ever should (we) be Closer now than we've ever been before Closer to everything Busking for change and changing everything Feeble fables aren't changing many things It's my time to shine like a tuna in the brine For my pregnant paws aren't changing anything To all of the animals who keep sipping the sweat >From my back, You're making me ill And I can't get enough So take another pill and tell another lie And lie amongst your lies like tuna in the brine. |
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from Silverchair - Frogstomp (1995)
Ohh, there's no time,
To choose for yourself. It's like the candle's lit at both ends now, Deteriorating health. Parent's breakin' up, Wish they would decide, Whether to stay together Can't make up their minds, They wonder why you need someone, You get no freedom at all. They want you to drop down and conform, They make your self-esteem fall. Undecided, can't make up their mind Your parents collided and left you behind If there's a lock to their minds, Can you tell me please. I'll be straight, Straight to get the keys. Undecided, can't make up their mind Your parents collided and left you behind Her mother doesn't even know her name... Undecided. If there is trouble, well she just gets the blame, But denies it. Undecided, can't make up their mind Your parents collided and left you behind Undecided, Undecided, Undecided, Undecided |
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from Godzilla (고질라) by David Arnold [omnibus, ost] (1998)
I'm just another body down
Internal bleeding 'round and 'round And all I can think of are ways to die alone And all I can think of are ways to die alone A portrait of my skeletal gain Left selfish and hungry, so feed me the pain Escape reality with new pain Then let the cycle start again And all I can think of are ways to die alone And all I can think of are ways to die alone Dream of content, a pain filtered farm All I can say Dreams are bad When all they do is leave the truth behind Dreams are bad When negativity's a state of mind Dreams are bad When all they do is leave the truth behind Dreams are bad |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
I took advantage
Of a straight believing town That tore the bandage And said, look who's bleeding now Are you listening, or are you faithless like the others? [Chorus] Long days are almost here Faded signs for you I'll been waiting all day I've been waiting all year For you, it's true He's been beaten Might have brought it on himself So he stopped reading Every book on mental health But all's not lost in this tangle like no other [Chorus] Take this dose and go Whiskey warm September The faded sign will show That he still remembers [Chorus] Waiting all day Waiting all year I'll be waiting all day I'll be waiting all year |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
Miles away
There's hopeless smiles brighter than mine And I need for you to come and go Without the truth falling out Old incisions refusing to stay Like through the trees on a cloudy day Telephone Socially scared and impaired If the trees will bloom the wind can blow Without the fruit falling out Feels like the wind blows Holding you with us She takes no other Falls light and ashes Blooming like winter Dry eyes and cracked lips Under the stone wall Withdrawn and wishless And you brighten my life like a polystyrene hat But it melts in the sun like a life without love And I've waited for you so i'll keep crying out Without you |
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from Silverchair - The Diorama Box (2005)
Miles away
There's hopeless smiles brighter than mine And I need for you to come and go Without the truth falling out Old incisions refusing to stay Like through the trees on a cloudy day Telephone Socially scared and impaired If the trees will bloom the wind can blow Without the fruit falling out Feels like the wind blows Holding you with us She takes no other Falls light and ashes Blooming like winter Dry eyes and cracked lips Under the stone wall Withdrawn and wishless And you brighten my life like a polystyrene hat But it melts in the sun like a life without love And I've waited for you so i'll keep crying out Without you |
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from Silverchair - Diorama (2003)
All the bridges in the world
Won't save you If there is no other side To cross to When you're world's not feeling ugly And the world's not too much Take the world upon your shoulders And burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Half full glasses Lost in empty houses Violent, big and violent Like a thing that's big, big And violent |
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from Silverchair - Young Modern (2007)
Stalled at young modern station
Arthritic conversation Life has a dead line lately Allergic and in the news The clocks are ticking timeless Dead Dali days behind us The band is back together Allergic and in the news [Chorus] Does it make you cry When I make you feel so far away? The interview's over Stuck to the goal To rescue my skin I need a different liquor So sick of getting sicker And I'm moving back to the country Allergic and in the news [Chorus] You're so far away The interview's over He dreams of tracks and choices I think I'm hearing voices [Chorus] |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2008-05-19 14:09:00
Subject : Silverchair - Young modern station / Reflections of a sound
