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JOSH ABBOTT BAND lyrics - Scapegoat

I Guess It's Time (Acoustic)

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[Verse 1] I’m sitting under pine and oak trees waiting on a summer breeze to cool me down. I think I’ve been up since dawn, your memories carry on without a sound. [Chorus] So I’ll be sitting here thinking what to do. God knows how I miss you. It’s a shame this is what we’re gonna do. But I guess its time I started getting over you. [Verse 2] You’re like the peacocks down at the park, so beautiful but you mean no harm and you can’t be caught. I thought I had you in my arms one time and everything was fine until we fought. [Bridge] It’s like the moment when the rain falls down, how you broke my heart, what a lonely sound. The clouds open to a new, clear sky. Let me clear my mind, I guess its time.

(Hurricane) The Formal Weather Pattern

SOMETHING CORPORATE "Audioboxer"
Shake down, you make me break, for goodness sake I think I'm on the edge of something new with you. Shout out, don't drown the sound, I'll drown you out, you'll never scream so loud as I want to scream with you. Standing there with your smile blinding your eyes from seeing my face as I'm dying to figure out a girl. But she drifts so far away, I'm on her coast, so maybe I should stay and map around her world. So Don't Say 'These currents are still killing me' and you can't explain how the wind went and pulled you into the hurricane. Stand up don't make a sound, your ears might bleed. There are sweet fluorescent enemies that live inside of me. The world moves faster than I knew, not fast enough to not creep up on you and the space we put between. So pull me under your weather patterns, your cold fronts and the rain don't matter, because a sun burns what I needed. You don't do it on purpose but you make me shake now I count the hours 'til you wake. With your babies breath, breathe symphonies, come on sweet catastrophe. Maybe this time I can follow through, I can feel complete, stop paying dues. Stop the rain from falling keep my oceans calm this time I know nothings wrong.

This Time

DARYL HALL "Soul Alone"
(Hall, Allen, Moreland, Smith) Maybe I'm on Rocky Mountain time But I don't know what's up with you We could fake it out, say hey never mind But someday livin' loose will get to you And you say baby please, I'm cryin tears Will I hear it deep inside of me Maybe you'll decide you're outta here Anything can happen, anything can be This time You can't walk away Gotta have you say Make it clear This time Gonna face your fears Share your tears For love my dear Sad attacks Roll'em off my back I don't know babe how to be so blue I can lose my mind I can do hard time But it scares me if I'm outta sync with you I'm going to extremes To show a gentle man You know I'm not as hard as you believe Try for you, and cry for you Never call me heartless, when I try the hardest This time You can't walk away Gotta have you say Make it clear This time Gonna face your fears Share your tears For love my dear This time I won't turn away From the love that's here The love I needed This time I won't let you down I won't play around I swear my dear Ain't no doubt People live in fear Turn away, no see no hear Sayin' I don't know What happened officer I wanna be the perfect witness Baby do we care to see it? Show some heart Maybe come a time When love will come apart We're living here I will make it clear Silence is a lie To tell the truth I'm tryin'

And Through The Smoke And Nails

Lycia
look around here and feel this place for the very last time, the very last... time feel this flesh with your lonely flesh for the every last time, today is the very last time... goodbye i know it's time to leave, i know that i must go just let me look around and see this place just one more time i know that i must leave, i know i have to go just let me look around and feel this place for the very last time cleanse this soul, ease this mind incinerate just everything aim these flames straight at me through this smoke you'll see everything see my face melt the final time it's the very last time, the very last time see my lips part a final time it's the very last time, today is the very last time... goodbye the answer is clear my arms and legs are bound i'm pulled through glass and nails deception seeps from me the answer is clear and as the thousands stare i'm nailed upon the wall this blood is freeing me the answer is clear the sky's so beautiful so blue, so beautiful so far from all of this the curtains close and i stare endlessly so awed, so endlessly emotions burn in me the picture fades i'm now so far away these years have drifted by and through the smoke and nails the answer is clear illusions fade away and i'm here so alone these flames are killing me the answer is clear... is clear

Ashes In The Fall

RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE "The Battle Of Los Angeles"
A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle A mass of nameless at the oasis That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The river's water While shackled to the line At the empty well This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Listen to the fascist sing Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is god's land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefather's hand A mass of promises Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia It's the priests that fuck you As they whisper holy things A mass of tears have transformed to stones now Sharpened on suffering And woven into slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Like ashes in the fall

Carnage

EMINEM
It was the year in 1999 when i realized everythin wasn't fine I didn't want to live anymore, i wanted to splatter my room with blood and gore. Flunkin out of all my classes, bullies beatin me up and breakin my glasses. Parents abusin me, my teachers sending me to therapy. You see..i put on this happy mask, So the people don't ask... Why are you so sad? i'm just tryin to help you..don't get mad. Well fuck you..i don't need your shit I don't need your help you fuckin Nitwit. Well look what time it is, Its time to do my biz Well I guess this is my final good bye, i guess this is the part where i die i'll lie down on this bed and blow off my fucking head And you can pick up the pieces, and send them to your nephews and nieces and you pick up this bed sheet with the red stain, and flush it right down the drain chop up my body, and this too you can flush down the potty Cuz i'm leavin this earth, its been a burden ever since my birth

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