Get out of my head! |
Get out of my head! |
Jan 26, 2008 - 11:42 PM |
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Enthusiast Joined Apr 12, '07 From Houston, TX Currently Offline Reputation: 4 (100%) |
Ok, this thread is about posting the song you're listening to or the song that's stuck in your head.
This one won't get out of my head: Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin anywhere Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit He took the midnight train goin anywhere A singer in a smokey room A smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night Working hard to get my fill, Everybody wants a thrill Payin anything to roll the dice, Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some were born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on (chorus) Dont stop believin Hold on to the feelin Streetlight people -------------------- "He won't come out of the bathroom. He keeps telling us we're dark somethings and not his friends."
"Hmm. Ask him if he's the dragon reborn." "What?" "Just do it." ".......He said yes." "Tell him you are not darklings. He should open up." ".......Sweet. Thanks." "No problem." |
Feb 27, 2008 - 3:41 PM |
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Enthusiast Joined Nov 12, '02 From Webster Ma. Currently Offline Reputation: 1 (100%) |
I have: High as a Horse. by: Fearbeforethemarchofflames in my head.
If we give the horses blinders They won't see the approaching ledge Too much time and effort spent on just another bridge We trust the local doctor We trust the medicine Our child gets a scratch We give our child a brand new head We eat what's on our plate We drink what's in our cup We like the shiny tv screen It spits we lap it up And so they push this product And they know we'll buy it They sing a song We hum along We sing But we don't understand the words to the song And they fill our heads With sugar coated **** Cause there's no need to talk When we have medicine There's a pill for every foocked up thought And a cure for every foocked up child When the mind starts running Be sure it won't cross the finish line And if it wanders Bring it back and cage it for some time And if it stretches It will only one day rip To prevent excessive thought Just keep it up on the shelf And when the shelves are full And supplies are short And quickly running out You've got a thousand mindless zombies And terrified horses on your hands It was a damn good plan It was a damn good plan You know what, at this point it doesn't matter because it keeps running inside my head and it won't leave unless I blow it out--with a bullet! -------------------- |
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