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from Resident Evil : Extinction (레지던트 이블 3) [ost] (2007)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Some days I get crazed I don't know why it's so irrelevant I'll take deep breaths And keep control, go on I've tried brave And you've tried to saved I've tried to keep it bottled up I think I've past my prime, lost my mind, and I'm torn No telling what tomorrow holds Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive Some say It's all fate but I say we control our lives and if my destiny should outbest me, then thats fine I make believe thrill and apathy co-exist in me fairly equally The truth is, doubts are all I've got to call mine No telling what tomorrow holds No telling what voice takes control Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive Is there anybody out there (anybody out there) Is anybody calling (anybody calling) Woaahh, if what I say is really wrong Is there anybody out there (anbody out there) Is anybody calling (anybody) Woooah, if what you say is really wrong I'm not in control, think I'm out of control Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try? Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
cut cut cut cutting myself down to pieces too hard on myself it would seem that everyone could see my self-worth beneath i'll take a stand devise plans figure it out i'll take my cuts and stitch them up with suture's of pure cement and and i've realized theres no right way to go so what if i'm a sinner i've got black spots on my liver and cancer grown on both my lungs we take everything we know about ourselves and put them in a diary in a fire ring scrutiny below not me now i think i'm ready to go back back back back to the crooner in question i sure hope you all like my songs well maybe i put too much talk in my rhymes and melodies so stunning brainwashing minds from day one i took pride in my pure and honest intentions and i've realized theres no right way to go so what if i'm a sinner i've got black spots on my liver and cancer grown on both my lungs we take everything we know about ourselves and put them in a diary in a fire ring scrutiny below not me now i think i'm ready to go and i've realized that i don't wanna be judged no more theres no right way to go so what if i'm a sinner i've got black spots on my liver and cancer grown on both my lungs we take everything we know about ourselves and put them in a diary in a fire ring scrutiny below not me now i think i'm ready to go |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
Don't confuse neediness for love
Because obsession never lasts and you're insane by a landslide Never cared for you much until death do us part You'll always be distressed Carry on, with the guise of a sheep in a storm You're a wolf and you're losing the ground that you're on But hey hey, I've got things to say I've lost control of life I don't know how many times I've tried To undo the knot you've tied My face is red, and people change I've changed for good this time And I've followed you around I've seen you all over town I've got a laundry list telling me why It follows to prove I was right Carry on, with the guise of a sheep in a storm You're a wolf and you're losing the ground that you're on But hey hey, I've got things to say I've lost control of life I don't know how many times I've tried To undo the knot you've tied My face is red, and people change I've changed for good this time I just can't handle this, I'm just so scared of it A challenge fit for a man when I'm just a kid I'm all torn at the seams, just like you said I'd be If this is love, then I don't want a part of it I just can't handle this, I'm just so scared of it A challenge fit for a man when I'm just a kid I'm all torn at the seams, just like you said I'd be If this is love, then I don't want a part of it But hey hey, I've got things to say I've lost control of life I don't know how many times I've tried To undo the knot you've tied My face is red, and people change I've changed for good this time Carry on (carry on) Carry on, carry on, carry on Hey hey, carry on (carry on) Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
hey mom! they left me here alone will someone save me, someone save me hey god! i'm out here on my own so now will you save me, now i think its funny you've been quiet for so long when you're quiet no-one proves you wrong dear your holiness your army's safe and sound they're down here dying for you but i don't know how they found me, found me here and i don't know how they found me, found me here but maybe you can trick a lot of them and maybe if you fool the best of them the rest will come around. we're all scared, so they dressed you up in all these different names i've gotta find peace with myself before i give you all, before i give you anything at all i think its funny you've been quiet for so long when you're quiet no-one proves you wrong dear your holiness your army's safe and sound they're down here dying for you but i don't know how they found me, found me here and i don't know how they found me, found me here but maybe you can trick a lot of them and maybe if you fool the best of them the rest will come around. Been thinking that there's something more. and that you'd come down and tell me yourself. now i realize it's a waste of time another penny thrown down the well but i don't know how they found me, found me here and i don't know how they found me, found me here and i don't know how they found me, found me here (dear your holiness your army's safe and sound) and i don't know how they found me, found me here (dear your holiness your army's safe and sound) and i don't know how they found me, found me here (dear your holiness your army's safe and sound) but maybe you can trick a lot of them and maybe if you fool the best of them the rest will come around. |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Some days I get crazed I don't know why it's so irrelevant I'll take deep breaths And keep control, go on I've tried brave And you've tried to saved I've tried to keep it bottled up I think I've past my prime, lost my mind, and I'm torn No telling what tomorrow holds Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive Some say It's all fate but I say we control our lives and if my destiny should outbest me, then thats fine I make believe thrill and apathy co-exist in me fairly equally The truth is, doubts are all I've got to call mine No telling what tomorrow holds No telling what voice takes control Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive Is there anybody out there (anybody out there) Is anybody calling (anybody calling) Woaahh, if what I say is really wrong Is there anybody out there (anbody out there) Is anybody calling (anybody) Woooah, if what you say is really wrong I'm not in control, think I'm out of control Who let, who let this feeling die, when all I did was try? Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head You're the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Breathe kids, the mold is getting old It'll be gone any day The hipster empire of tomorrow Will fall to the common kids of today With tied wrists we're under their control With fists clenched, we're taking on the world I write down words with cathartic intentions But they spawn revolutions of minds They’re asking for my, my head on a plate They’re asking for my, my head on a plate I'm really, really not That conceited I swear I'm not I'm just trying to bring Music back to music I define up and coming They already came up and went I'm loose lipped now shaking back and forth Problems fixed, I'm pouring out my soul I find the right words to express myself Instead of fitting round pegs in round holes What a lovely day for a symphony Full of honesty and integrity So take this for what it’s worth Originality's not a curse They’re asking for my, my head on a plate They’re asking for my, my head on a plate I'm really, really not That conceited I swear I'm not I'm just trying to bring Music back to music I define up and coming They already came up and went They’re asking for my, my head on a plate They’re asking for my, my head on a plate I'm really, really not That conceited I swear I'm not I'm just trying to bring Music back to music I define up and coming They already came up and went |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
I've got a stage and a mic Which I use to say things you won't like But I spent years thinking I was alone (Thinking I was alone) Now I know, now I know, that I'm not, that I'm not And I'm sharing that comfort with those Who think that hope is lost Oh and I'm so proud of where i am I'm learning where to stand or to tread lightly So hold back of where I am Steadfast you've gotta breath And be content, just count to ten Like all the experts say and if The drugs don't seem to work They've got a padded room for you To get your just deserts. If I could chose my own name I'd chose something that's bold and fits Like anger, aggression, or cunningly brash By the skin of my teeth but with timing and class Oh woe is me (Oh woe is me) Oh woe were us (Oh woe were us) But not anymore we stand up for ourselves We're like captains at war, we'll get followed to hell Oh and I'm so proud of where I am I'm learning where to stand or to tread lightly So hold back steadfast you gotta breath And be content, just count to ten Like all the experts say and if The drugs don't seem to work They've got a padded room for you To get your just deserts. I and I we're taking control of our lives I and I we're taking control of our lives I and I we're taking control of our lives Everything's alright I and I we're taking control of our lives I and I we're taking control of our lives I and I we're taking control of our lives Everything's alright So (So) hold back Steadfast you've gotta breath And be content, just count to ten Like all the experts say and if The drugs don't seem to work They've got a padded room for you To get your just deserts. |
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from Bayside - The Walking Wounded (2007)
If our world falls down tomorrow You be sure I'll be there with a net To catch the pieces falling And I was always there And I was always there I was always there but you Just never knew where (ay oh, ay oh) I hope you weren't waiting long I hope this night makes up for time lost (ay oh, ay oh) Feels like I met you years ago and We're picking up right where we left off I've considered what It'd be like if the ocean poured in From both of the coasts And we set sail to find out Just where our boat would go But I dont think that I'd want to know Cuz it would just make time So I could see your smile With our brand new life in tow (ay oh, ay oh) I hope you weren't waiting long I hope this night makes up for time lost (ay oh, ay oh) Feels like I met you years ago and We're picking up right where we left off (right where we left off) And if I'm on the road for Another thousand years or so I hope you know a part of me is at home I've traded brick for straw in The house I built around my heart So when you came it wouldn't be so tough, there's No "huff and puff" could dismantle us No "huff and puff" could dismantle us (ay oh, ay oh) I hope you weren't waiting long I hope this night makes up for time lost (ay oh, ay oh) Feels like I met you years ago and We're picking up right where we left off Right where we left off |
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I'm weak like a one-armed boxer
Throwing punch after punch After punch I, I give in I'm so dumb, I'm surprised When they duck A scared pair of walking soldiers We're all wounded anyway In our respective ways Scientists they couldn't fix me I'm so tired of getting out of bed But who would want to die as a cowardly little child? When our time is up, will we be ashamed or proud? You stretch the truth like a crooked salesman Telling lie after lie After lie, but where's the line? You burn bridges, you're breaking down dams Scientists they couldn't fix me I'm so tired of getting out of bed But who would want to die as a cowardly little child? When our time is up, will we be ashamed or proud? Let's take this train for one last stop, I know It's not the end, but it can't be that far Scientists they couldn't fix me I'm so tired of getting out of bed But who would want to die as a cowardly little child? When our time is up, then our time is up Scientists they couldn't fix me I'm so tired of getting out of bed Who would want to die as a cowardly little child? When our time is up, will we be ashamed or proud? |
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