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Feeling Left Out lyrics

Replaceable Parts

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make need of a proper use of a razor not trusting no traffic lights or stop signs and i'm hoping this witty wire can fufill my desire...my desire and i can't seem to hit these strings and i can't seem to scream these words loud enough or hard enough somebody say my name so i know i'm alive and i'm pretty sure i can arrive just as long as you don't expect me on time i'm burning out my blinker always thought i was the thinker and i can't seem to hit these strings and i can't seem to scream these words loud enough or hard enough somebody say my name so i know i'm alive count by the stars tonight. as we burn out bright, from day to night. make believe it's the first time, do you read me loud and clear? clear, clear... my eyes can stare longer than yours can. these muscles tremble while in your hands, so handle with care. this can break easier than you think... replaceable parts are not east to come by. hold your breath for now see if we can breath out; turning blue. breath, revive your lungs recyled air was once a part of me. burn out bright, burn out bright. burn out bright, burn out bright... my eyes can stare longer than yours can. these muscles tremble while in your hands, so handle with care. this can break easier than you think... replaceable parts are not east to come by. count by the stars tonight. as we burn out bright, from day to night. make believe it's the first time, do you read me loud and clear? burn out bright, burn out bright. burn out bright, burn out bright... my eyes can stare longer than yours can. these muscles tremble while in your hands, so handle with care. this can break easier than you think... replaceable parts are not east to come by.

Fill Your Cup

JON B "Comfortable Swagg"
[dj quik:] yah, red light district music jon b welcome to the netherlands i hear that cello look at this girl hiding behind the glass sometimes u can be so narcissistic, pessimistic, everything i taught u bout yourself u missed it girl you're crazy its secret. rhinestone shower curtains sleeping in sequence what r u a nut case nothing but a but an waist, c-cups not enough insecure. not demure. not the pure woman that your daddy always hoped for u 2 be. get with jon b and be the cup of tear porcelin eyes that make u fall in a trance u gave me a glance. reintroduced in the disco handle with care you're fragile stare off your look out u see me you're so aware make u want get took down yeah i know your kind you're the type to be delicate like china so high on a shelf in your mind its time to take u down and fill your cup up its written on your glazy eyes. don't where no disguise since u tipped your cup i had to oblige take this from my gentlemen's hand's take sip's real slow sophisticated taste know u can go with my flow [dj quik:] i'm the moody blues pocket full of hundred, closet full of shoes i get off the board. get on the 1's and 2s go up against me reggie u ll lose i keep the hood bobb'n like its on a cruise then i'm on the move i'll be out before they put each other on the news i drink and i smoke 8uti don't lose my cool i'm trouble free 0 g that's what i choose i'm in the glass, house countin' cheddar cheese turn my hundred spokes in for some double os i used to move keys now i'm movin these f-a-c-e s and g's get on my staff, your on my path hop up on the wrath, make your two friends laugh hit the jet ski i get 'em wettski i do the hat trick like i'm wayne gretski (ladies)take me ta ta take me this shelf is starting to shaking hot enough for the taken u look thirsty i might get took by u porcelain doll baby antique and vintage lady fill me up to the rim. come lace me straight shot no chaser taste so smooth girl it seems like a dream. this is real take it off, loosen up, this your chance handle with care you're standin' still but i know how u feel don't be shy, take my hand, we gon' dance cause your feet start movin' and u look like you're fee un' yourself more precious, you're so fine, u gon shine my vibe hits ya like a whistle blowing the top of the kettle this is the time where i know your type so well

Panic

ANATHEMA "A Fine Day To Exit"
You know you ain't going nowhere you're stuck inside while the mind is flying you said you'd help me in the morning twisting on pins into my eyes and we driving on the ceiling below you facin' up the walls with your crocked hands while you're miles away... I don't think at all end up like this there's spiders on the wall and they stink of piss dead heads lying in the corner staring at me making me feel bad I put my hands up to my eyes but the holes in my palms let me find a way to corner you... I can't feel my chest because it ain't much sucking through my skin into my brain oxygen pushing on the window cracks in the glass let it slip away I start to cry and I keep on laughing I close my eyes at what's left inside and then I'll ran away... For all the time this land for all the time in my hand circle around in depth found calmness fall once again... Razor blades floating in the warm bath air bubbles in your veins turning my hands black whispers coming from the next room window cleaner keep on spying I put my hands up to my eyes but the holes in my palms let me find a way to corner me... Twelve ton hammer for my breakfast slipping of the edge in catatonic blood multiple decibel inscriptions trying all they can in miles an hour all face grey and looming downwards sniffing all the time for a ounce of silence screaming all the way... Numbers counting down inside me solar system thoughts circle round my head false teeth hanging from the ceiling feet looking of the goms of the 2nd son I eat my hands 'cos my legs are crying you broke my neck 'cause I snapped my spine I wish you would die away... For all the time this land for all the time in my hand circle around in depth found calmness fall once again...

Stampede

ACCEPT "Blind Rage"
Crossed bars out the door Stubborn run out through the town Crawl cross beyond control This body's gonna take you down Move over till you walk Black boulder will spit you out Spend with me till the morn' I'll tell you what it's all about Wretched time! Cross bar, over head Keep 'em through the air No time, no escape, caught through the stare Still wear the parachute, drag you in the depth I'll plant you in the soil And serve you just pedets So loud! It's the end of the line You breed your kind But you wasted your breath (Stampede!) Trapped into the ground (Stampede!) Flattened by the sound (Stampede!) Burn you on the stove (Stampede!) And pulverize your grounds! You're gone and disappeared through the bloody swerve Jab you, round you down to a moshpit straight from hell Neck you out the throne, rearrange your face And when you bottom out, it's a long way down from grace So loud! It's the end of the line You breath your? But don't waste your breath! You'll never win! (Stampede!) Trapped into the ground (Stampede!) Flattened by the sound (Stampede!) Burn you on the stove (Stampede!) And pulverize your grounds! Crossed bars out the door Stubborn run out through the town Crawl cross beyond control This body's gonna take you down Move over till you walk Black boulder will spit you out Spend with me till the morn' I'll tell you what it's all about Wretched time! Cross bar, over head Keep 'em through the air No time, no escape, caught through the stare Still wear the parachute, drag you in the depth I'll plant you in the soil And serve you just pedets So loud! It's the end of the line You breed your kind [?] But you wasted your breath (Stampede!) Trapped into the ground (Stampede!) Flattened by the sound (Stampede!) Burn you on the stove (Stampede!) And pulverize your grounds! You're gone and disappeared through the bloody swerve Jab you, round you down to a moshpit straight from hell Neck you out the throne, rearrange your face And when you bottom out, it's a long way down from grace So loud! It's the end of the? You breath your? But don't waste your breath! You'll never win! (Stampede!) Trapped into the ground (Stampede!) Flattened by the sound (Stampede!) Burn you on the stove (Stampede!) And pulverize your grounds!

The Best Part

BLUES TRAVELER "Travelers Thieves"
Music Lyrics: John Popper Well what do you know here we are again Been a long time I can't remember when Well I wrote another one and I guess who it's for Don't mind if I 'm embarrassed I can't take it anymore You know I travel the world but I don't go no place And I got you to blame and the smile on your face You know I look in your eyes I see a part of me there So excuse my directness, but I just don't care What I think I'm talking about is a last ditch chance Don't care about the likelihood or circumstance It seems I am still here and I am waiting for you And I've no reason no time and an excellent view Of your eyes in my head and it's killing me But the possibilities are thrilling me So I guess I'll sit right here with nothing better to do And to top it all of you know the best part is... I'm gonna let you on in on a big surprise My heart is where the eagle flies Yeah I'm the master of my destiny That's why I need you right here with me You see I've come to learn that without you around I might as well be standing on the ground And with you with me and with me with you There's not a goddamn thing thar we could not do I'm not talking about us never being alone I'm just suggesting we make the world our home You've got to fly free and so do I And this way we'd never need to say good-bye But instead things like see you soon And explore and play And the one you love is not far away But safe in your heart to see you through And to top it all of you know the best part is that I I'm gonna take you take you by the hand You know even General Custer had to make a stand I'll drop in from the skies or I'll move in slow But there's so damn much that I want you to know So take a look around you tell me what do you see? Then take those eyes and take a look at me You know you see things that others don't So if you think I'll go away, I won't You see my engine's blown and it is time to punt And there's an element of danger pulling off this stunt But the survey says that I don't seem to mind And you're the adventure I'm trying to find There's a whole lot of things that other people have said But I don't care if I'm correct or if it's all in my head So damn the torpedoes and cock a doodle-doo! And to top it all of you know the best part is... That I love you I'm singing I love you Please, I'm down on my knees In the north and the south and the east and the west Make it the very, very, very best best part best part

Used To Be Alright

I MOTHER EARTH "Scenery And Fish"
It's pretty good, the wine The way that we look at Ten to eight in the morning Just talking, still awake in Dawn and dew drinking, thinking Always... Remembering the laughs, the time We got high for seven days down In New Orleans and it seemed like No one else knew we were just The moon and sun in fog before the Heat burned it away and took The sleep from tired heads on Beds of reaching hands, of road trip Breath and long tall freedom And then you long For the days of trippin' down The long road just reading the Signs that show you the way to A higher place you meditate to Feel the quiet of the earth That was back When we used to be alright Another shame, the way The city smells worse on A hot day in August...2 PM Right before us good movers Move and us shakers break Our hearts getting home to Country love and the garbage Dump by the dried up creek Near the forest that once had life And then I turn on the news Somebody shoot me soon I'm tired of over heating, falling Quick to bending knees and Broken veins, of always needing Faith to get to shore and break All the vows I've made No time or presence Of mind to wonder why No time for questions of Why I wonder why Something's wrong...again The noise shakes the ground There's a rage in The crowd and I'm a face In the crowd, what's your name You're sinkin' in the sand Standing next to me, a river Running through your pants, afraid To trust me when my hands Are helping you

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