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AMANDA SOMERVILLE lyrics - In The Beginning There Was...

My Private Hell

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How many times will you run me over Before I won’t get up again? I’m not some life-sized blow up toy But the tired girl with whom you began I don’t believe in anything Can’t put my faith in little things You are the only thing that ever made sense I thought I’d always be next to you Now all I’m finding is solitude Let go, but the light out, up goes the fence ‘Cause everyone loses their mind here And no one’s got anything to tell Did you ever think the we couldn’t cut it? The doors are wide open Welcome to my private Hell How many times can I be offended Before I’m done counting to ten? I can’t find a reason for why I’ve stayed It’s just nothing I ever planned Don’t come to me with your fuck upsets I don’t really care about your papercuts When you slash at me in every which way You say I’m lacking poignancy Well, you need diplomacy Let’s throw in the towel and call it a day ‘Cause everyone loses their mind here And no one’s got anything to tell Did you ever think the we couldn’t cut it? The doors are wide open Welcome to my private Hell Whatever happened to me Whatever happened to you No one’s confessing It’s all second-guessing I’m scared as Hell everyhting’s through When somewhere I still love you ‘Cause everyone lost their mind here And no one’s got anything to tell Did you ever think the we couldn’t cut it? The doors are wide open Welcome to my private Hell My private hell My private hell Hell...

Private Hell

THE JAM "Setting Sons"
Closer than close - you see yourself - A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be. As each day goes by - a little more - You can't remember - what it was you wanted anyway. The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space - Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful, is still there but unrecognizable - Private Hell. The man who you once loved - is bald and fat - And seldom in - working late as usual. Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but - Private Hell. Think of Emma - wonder what she's doing - Her husband Terry - and your grandchildren. Think of Edward - who's still at college - You send him letters - which he doesn't acknowledge. 'Cause he don't care, They don't care. 'Cause they're all going through their own - Private Hell. The morning slips away - in a valium haze, And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee. In the afternoon - the weekly food, Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host, To a closet ghost - a picture of your fantasy - A victim of your misery - and Private Hell Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - You see it smash - inside you crack - You can't go on - but you sweep it up - Safe at last inside your Private Hell. Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.

Between The Devil And Me

ALAN JACKSON "Everything I Love"
This world can take you by the hand And tempt the soul of any man But you can choose your path There's two roads you can take One way is right and one is wrong The flesh is weak but love is strong And she's all I see Between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open Wide invitin' me to stop inside I'll be your friend he calls Again, I know it's him The flames are spreadin everywhere But through the smoke I see her there She's all I see Between the devil and me I hold her in my arms tonight So safe and warm I close my eyes And a cool breeze blows 'Cross our bodies in the dark Outside her reach is my concern Somewhere I know a fire burns And she's all I see Between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open Wide invitin' me to stop inside I'll be your friend he calls Again, I know it's him The flames are spreadin everywhere But through the smoke I see her there She's all I see Between the devil and me The gates of hell swing open Wide invitin' me to step inside She's all I see Between the devil and me

One Day

Jeru the Damaja "Wrath Of The Math"
featuring Afu-Ra Afu: Yo 'Ru Jeru: Yo whassup? Afu: Yo, c'mere, c'mere. Yo, let's freak that rhyme we was freakin' the other night Jeru: I'm sayin' I'm with it, just set it off Afu: Yo, after this, there's no turning back Jeru: I'm saying, just set it off! Physical paralysis, open your chest like a chalice MCs couldn't strike movements we wish to brandish I'm tormentin', mind states lyrical warrior I flow through, fuck the mic I fuckin' floor ya Headlocks and armlocks, necks is gettin' broken No jokin', format'll leave your whole borough smokin' Fist of five rings, I fling MCs to the gutter Samurai sharp, more deadly than box-cutters Ultimate, as I emit your death blow Perverted Monks, and Jeru with the combo Peter Piper picked peppers And Run rocked rhymes but now he rock hymns I got G through mama the physical extremities Indomitable The spirit can't be broken But jaws are broken And even backs are broken Think you're on point, well let your points of pressure open Foot and fist got your head hangin' open The breath rebirth I damage in the mental and physical universe You quake the earth when you hit face-first Brake before it gets worse But those that thirst for abuse get loose 'Cause soon I'll be around that neck tight like a noose God, show improvement More than the Juggernaut Electric like Magneto Know you couldn't test Mental, or now the sequel I slip to the floor for the grapple I crack your collarbone, while I bust your Adam's apple Spleens get ripped out the backs of your raps Broken-down fractions as you start to make actions It's too elusive, how I'm quicker than Bruce's Silver surfin', the universe is now its astrological As I proceed in my vehicle You can't stop it Fiber-optic, so you watch it Sophistry, with so much fury You can't get with me Fight scenes are left bloody Poisonous, My thoughts make plates shift Some may call this tectonics But airwaves from miles I boil by my sonics It's ironic, got MCs hooked on phonics So physical styles I construct like bionics Displaced joints like Shaolin should not Furious roundhouses cause bones to splinter Protect your feet, legs, midsection and neck 'Cause I'm here to let you know it's not just on MPEGs We wrecks, and more than just figuratively Let it be known that we bringin' it physically And the effect is bodily harm No chance to pull your firearm For the body move swift and the mind stay calm Ways shift like the moment before the storm Watch my form It's deadly Come to close it could get bloody And ugly You think that you could stop me? Perverted monks, so now we apply pressure This Stamina's style is iller than its predecessor Dial witch professor, mix up the elixir Internal power, MCs we devour

I Want You To Know

JASON MICHAEL CARROLL
My heart is rising faster than the speed I'm supposed to drive Tears falling down my face and I'm praying he is all right Running stop sings Passing cars on double yellow lines No one to tell me where he is and whats burning through my mind I'm sorry for anything I've done to hurt you and I'm sorry for the ways I made you cry I'm sorry I miss any chance to tell you I'm so glad that I have you in my life So I ran screaming I have to park the car a mile away with does who like me don't know what happen here today Try to find him Seeing others who just got the news why did it have to come to this to see what I have to lose I want you to know how much I love you and I'm sorry for those times you couldn't tell I hope you know how much you mean to me the thought of losing you is leaving hell Terrify of what I find when I walk into the room Full of cruz for little lives and dreams big as the moon I felt to my knees when I hear a voice that I know said: "Hey daddy here I'm and I'm okay" With tears fell as I said what I couldn't wait I'm sorry for anything I've done to hurt you and I'm sorry for the ways I made you cry I'm sorry I miss any chance to tell I'm so glad that I have you in my life and I want you to know how much I love you and I'm sorry for those times you couldn't tell I hope you know how much you mean to me the thought of losing you is leaving hell the thought of losing you is leaving hell

Big Blue Plymouth (Eyes Wide Open)

David Byrne "The Catherine Wheel"
There is nothing that is stronger than the feeling that you get When your eyes are wide open There is nothing like the feeling, you can never forget When your eyes are wide open Daytime was a feeling but it's not over yet Are my eyes still open? We come a long long distance and we're never goin' back Got my eyes wide open I got both doors open I got both doors open I got the back door open I got the screen door open. In another time In another place There's a train running through Right through the middle of the house Have I been dreaming, or have I been sick? Are my eyes wide open? Do I do it like that, or do I do it like this? Are my eyes wide open? Wearing' out the carpet doin' tricks with her hands She's got her eyes wide open? Think about this, 'Well I already have.' I got both doors open I got both doors open I got the back door open I got the screen door open. Oh I don't understand Oh it's not just a sound Oh I don't understand It doesn't matter at all See the little girl with the eyes rolled back in her head She got a complication but she knows it'll work out fine Naked as a baby, talking 'bout the feeling she gets In another time, in another place I got both doors open I got both doors open I got the back door open I got the screen door open. Oh I don't understand Oh it's not just a sound Oh I don't understand It doesn't matter at all

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