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JAMES BAY lyrics - Chaos And The Calm

Get Out While You Can

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I've been looking all night watching them empty hours Invisible to these crowds, always double vision I've been losing my mind listening to broken speech Stacking up broken seats, it's a lonely picture And I hear your voice as it echoes 'round my head Always that same thing that you said Get out, get out, while you still can Don't let the nights slip through your hands The world is wide from where you stand So get out, get out while you still can ooh ooh As I'm sweeping up glass, I see the exit lights so green These people falling into the streets Something comes together I've been here too long and if I stay, they'll tie me down I know this trench won't hang around, so I'm gone forever And I hear your voice as it echoes 'round my head Always that same thing that you said So get out, get out, while you still can Don't let the nights slip through your hands The world is wide from where you stand So get out, get out while you still can ooh ooh Packing up my suitcase, racing down for gun street Making my tracks along the cracks in the coke Seeing those headlights shining down upon my feet If you find me, you will find me on the run For all the bleeding hearts pushing 'round the stubborn cards I've seen the green of glass, I've seen the faster cars And I don't need your heavy hours I don't need your lonely bars I'm ejected like a bullet from a gun So take your final look at me, may even take my hand Standing on the staircase, come and chase the master plan Long way to get away, play it like a grand slam This is no encore, we have only just begun So get out, get out, while you still can Don't let the nights slip through your hands The world is wide from where you stand So get out, get out while you still can ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh...

Dream Brother

JEFF BUCKLEY "Grace"
(J. Buckley/M. Grondahl/M. Johnson) There is a child sleeping near his twin The pictures go wild in a rush of wind That dark angel he is shuffling in Watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled The love you lost with her skin so fair Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair Her green eyes bloom goodbyes With her head in her hands and your kiss on the lips another Dream Brother with your tears scattered round the world. Don't be like the one who made me so old Don't be like the one who left behind his name 'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine And nobody ever came... I feel afraid and I call your name I love your voice and your dance insane I hear your words and I know your pain Your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over...

The Joy In Forgetting Joy In Acceptance

BRIGHT EYES
There is a cat in the window of the house of my lover. Well she sleeps there alone now or perhaps with another but I try not to think about that. I try not to think at all. I get cocaine from this girl I met and my brother buys me alcohol. And I stay up all night walking through these houses I have grown to hate and my parents ask if I'm all right I say I've just been staying up too late. I need to sleep. I need to do something to get this awful weight up off my chest and keep her pretty ghost from chasing me... You say there are spaces open and wide. You say there are days longer than nights. And you would be happy if only you'd try... but you don't try. I don't try. And you speak of a fever that burns you inside. As you explain to your mother how you have wanted to die. So she kisses your fingers and says My Darling but why? When there is so much more. There is so much more. Do you know there are spaces open and wide. Believe me, there are days longer than nights. And you will be happy the minute you try. if only you try? Won't you try?

Nothing's What It Seems

PROJECT WYZE "Misfits, Strangers, Liars, Friends"
Ladies and gentlemen Presenting the outrageous I'm music without limelight A guitarist without stages I'm a Hells Angel without the Harley Davidson You're a golden state warrior Without Antawn Jamison I'm your last laugh without a punch line I'm a fistfight in your high school halls at lunchtime I'm dangerous like car wrecks without the drunk driver I'm that island that traps you and votes you off like survivor I'm MacGyver without a red switchblade I'm man made I'm graffiti on the walls without the aerosol spray I'm a 30-second delay without the time limit I'm a shark-infested ocean, I dare you to dive in it I'm that gold chain ready to be snatched from your neck I'm that AIDS virus when you don't practice safe sex I'm that hole in your latex that made your whole world crash The most dangerous 3-letter word is YAS [Chorus] Somebody back-up There's no room to stand up Stop and throw your hands up Nobody can do it like this Somebody back-up There's no room to stand up Stop and throw your hands up Let's get it on like this I'm your last bit of oxygen I'm Waco Texas I'm a 13-year-old kid stealing your Lexus I'm a trilogy without the second and third sequels I'm a crash test dummy without the smashed up vehicle I'm everything you dream of I'm life without death I'm a respirator holding on to your last breath I'm Bill Gates' Microsoft without Silicon Valley I'm a natural born killer without Mickey or Mallory You're a chair being thrown around at a Bobby Knight practice I'm a cross between rival gangs and celebrity death matches I attack this like pythons, I'm a living icon You wanna see the apocalypse, then turn my mic on [Chorus (2X)] 1,2,1,2 I'm a shark-infested ocean, I dare you to dive in it [4X] [Chorus (4X)]

Just Like This

LIMP BIZKIT "Significant Other"
Get up! Get up! Like This, just like this Do you wanna catch the vibe that's keepin' me alive Following these fat ass beats till I die Fill em with tension, the sick dimension Rumble the earth with my lowered suspension Watch the ground move Let the sound prove That it aint fake when the girls get naked Don't call it a comeback We bring that beat back And we made sure that John kept them beats phat A lyrical rampage burnin' your headset Open your minds my rhyme ain't dead yet I want you to stand up Put them hands up I'll break it on down cuz your pumpin' my band up Like this!! Just like this!! [chorus] Music is key Its the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me And I'll do what it takes If I make some mistakes Its okay cuz its all the way it should be... The rhymes so insane Flowin' through your vein Triggerin the neck poppin nerve up in your brain I don't even know ya But came to show ya The bizkits limp when the night is over We shake the whole place Make this earth quake And it aint fake when we start the riots So rock the bells Psycho females doin' time blowin' up the phone lines Call it a stampede comin' to your town We aint gonna hold back We're comin to get down I want you to stand up Put them hands up And break it down cuz your pumpin' my band up Like this!! Just like this!! [chorus...chorus]

Bad, Bad Man

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[John Cena] Aww, you done did it now Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man! They not ready - they don't know what's comin man! Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS! Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones You can't help but nod your head to the track Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker Everything that I be spittin is strong After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN [Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles] With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man [Tha Trademarc] We devils - rockin ambient levels We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals And cats got one-liners, I drop several And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle I rip rappers and take responsibility for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date and ride beats, creep through side streets Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak Punchlines - man, don't even beg I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote I flood tracks like cracks in boats And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat [Chorus] [Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx] TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and feed me I'm a beast MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson Fightin in his prime, one rhyme And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw Your face is a coat type raw And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you I'm a bad, bad man Yeah, check it out It's Bumpy Knuckles baby And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON! [Chorus]

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