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Second Skin

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I've thought about it a million times It takes all my strength just to keep it calm I hove to tell myself, just let it breathe holding it inside will only help to do me in Each time I close my eyes I see another chain it's one I can't forget, something I can not break out of I need a second skin, something to hold me up can't seem to get out of this hole I've dug myself right back in Just to wake up tells me I must be brave It hits me like a drug shot into my vein It's not as delightful of a pain immobilizing me almost makes me think I'm dead I need a second skin something to hold me tough Can't do it on my own sometimes I need just a little more help I want that chance to give every drop that's left in me I need a second skin something I can not break out of I tell myself, just let it breathe It's a calmness I'm always searching for But the dirt it gets so heavy it falls above my head seeping from under my feet it just keeps on getting deeper I need a second skin something to hold me tough Can't do it on my own sometimes I need just a little more help I've got that chance to give every drop that's left in me I need a second skin something I cannot break free of Though no one ever said it'd be easy Still one's left to deny the choice that comes between your willingness to survive Though you're knowing what you stand up against a world set to deceive You need a special strength I've got that second skin I've got that chance to give I've got the only way that I know how to live with it I need a second skin something to hold me tough I need a second skin something I cannot break out of

Makes No Difference

SUM 41 "Half Hour Of Power"
You're running fast and missing but cannot help convincing. The reasons you gave me are all wearing thin. It's not meant to hurt you but let me assure, It's not what I said but intentions you've read. So when you hold onto the past then you Will break down what little is left. There's nothing more you can't ignore, And say it makes no difference to me. Now that you're older life's weighing on your shoulders. You can't seem to keep things so perfectly straight. With most things so basic you might as well face it. You can't help but worry it's all just begun So when you hold onto the past then you, Will break down what little is left. There's nothing more you can't ignore, And say it makes no difference to me. It makes no difference, It makes no difference to me, It makes no difference, It makes no difference to me

What A Day That Was

David Byrne "The Catherine Wheel"
Well, I'm dressed up so nice An' I'm doin' my best Yes I'm startin' over.. Startin' over in another place Lemme tell you a story Big chief with a golden crown He's got rings on his finger And then he walks up, up to the throne He's makin' shapes with his hands An' don't choo dare sit down Now don't choo dare jump back And don't choo dare stick out! And on the first day, we had everything we could hold Ooh and then we let if all And on the second day, there was nothing else left to do Ooh what a day that was. There are 50,000 beggars Roaming in the streets They have lost all their possessions They have nothing left to eat Down come a bolt of lightning Now an electrical storm Starts a chain reaction Go pull a fire alarm I'm dreaming of a city It was my own invention And I put the wheels in motion A time for big decisions And on the first day, we had everything we could hold Ooh and then we let if all And on the second day, there was nothing else left to do Ooh what a day that was. Oh a day that was Ooh that's the way it goes There's a million ways- to get things done Three's a million ways- to make things work out. Well I'm going right trough And the light came down Well they're roundin' 'em up from all over town They're movin' forward and back They're movin' backwards and front And they're enjoying themselves Moving in ev'ry direction So if you feel like you're in a whirlpool You feel like going home And if you feel like talking to someone Who know the difference between right and wrong And on the first day, we had everything we could hold Ooh and then we let if all And on the second day, there was nothing else left to do Ooh what a day that was. We're go(in') boom boom boom That's the way we live And in a great big room and That's the way we live.

Little Happiness

Aimee Allen
When nothing matters now and you're not sure if it ever did When life is grey or black or whatever color it is When the sound of his voice screaming in your ear Melts with the tender vision the noise disappears You're letting him back in To break you once again You're crawling in your skin You're forgiving him You hold it in Her mascara draws his picture on her face And all these pictures that he's framed take up his space These awkward elevator moments of happiness Just keep her open to the cycles of viciousness Letting him back in To break you once again You're crawling in your skin You're forgiving him You hold it in Letting him back in To break you once again You're crawling in your skin You're forgiving him You hold it in Holding on For a little happiness Holding on For a little happiness

Oxygen

AESOP ROCK "Float"
I'm twice born, once and seven something Once is the resurrection of honorable function Been shoveling a coal as the engine's doctor Long enough to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment Was, is, and forever will be a luxury I'm a soubrette columnist fathering doom document Cursed version of a certain Virgin Mary womb occupant [Verse One] I know swamp rats who never suckled oxygen purification Sure it's blurry may have had them speeennnd breeezzzzze Stuck until my friend leaves puppet for the plummet committee Sputtering bum numb enough to stomach the city Who's that hugging a silhouette of willows with a hill's crest pan out? On the candy coated crab apples, sugar dipped deadpan outs I got a plan, I'll turnaquet my quest Defeat a needle into battling to mute the mess With patience galas with absentee balance I shove in the button Strutting to exhibit mankind's hostility function With a, ppppppppp paling in comparison a methias Goliath Live to riggedy frame in a wicked silence I top and ate my nameless square then I bumped eyelids With a Christ we saw the same thing through a second What's that? The grand mosaic depicting historical glory in a legend Nurse me through the time stick and stone mixes hex my fertile crescent Now all's well, I'm laughing on the inside I swear Just trying to keep my head above red tide despair My imperfections pair off with buddy system symmetrics morbidly So every second the discontent's locked accordingly Let's turn mummy's shut up affection a berserk glory condition And pray for the day a star child tugs the ribbon Meddle in a two-hand grip when that spoon full of sugar medical chaser Credible crasser antidote's terrible taste the Water with a stolen soul pen left picture mad rhythm pinned Never set a grin and fly health Consider me a mobile advertisement for that hybrid plan of fabrics I deemed practical, now is you is or is you ain't compatible I feel a wind in my opinions plus hyper clutch Crush one's ginger bread tenement awful, It's like the date of Grado Methasawmill A lifeline of spectacular expansion leaves the reaper At the hand of what man's hand jokes My friend's got a book about dreams, I look and laugh I dream a book about my friends and still can't decipher the half Ch-chatter boooox, now let a soothe sayer major Cater to a king green battered on the brink of disease I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome You grin and groans fuck it I'm tinted when accrete zone Blow the pedals off a dandelion trying to make my little gypsy blush And felt as if I'd actually accomplish something Fortify the bullies of the jokes soaking in treatment Sit and watch the percentages teeter on the evening On a ghost up in a fuse a lot second before the cock dropped In the Styx and stared him down until he fixed it Fashion, it's cool and all but what about God? [Oh God, well he's the man, but what about reading?] What, like novels, man that don't hold my attention, what about television? [Television hurts my brain, how about walking in the rain?] I hate walking, it's boring, how about some old fashioned gone fishin' [Yeah, fishing's great but I can't stand hooking the bait, lets dance] I've got too left feet plus motion sickness, how about breakfast? [Man, I'm hungry, but that means I'mma have to borrow some money] Let's fly a kite [Let's burn the generals] Let's sell lemonade [Let's drink] Let's poke a hole inside the tugboat, ease on back and watch it sink [Naw, lets scare a pupil once a year just to shake the academy] Casually note the blossom of phantom alignment strategy [Verse Two] I'll make the waterfall out of order in autumn saw the quarter When the gods mimic the vintage knuckle drag sacked in a coffin I affiliate my rag dummy appearance with a most cohesive spirit Clattering the yesterday ain't shed a tear since Hear me, wrote the Old Yeller community cartoon The carousel balloon extravagant aware, inviting it I'm swore to Adam and matter and saddling Warhead thorax and abdomen to primitive horse back galloping My index fingers rest in my talisman branded up in the jackals skin One must pardon yee old common street detour Weaving graceful through the prom directed column Greater virus retreats to a lot in Valom Bean stalk where the fiend walk and my name is mud But that's got a ring to it so my swill welcomes the flood I walk through God's practical joke on man practically broke And if they raise my rent again I'll spend my nights practically soaked Who spits silk dimensions with a noose looped by the raft? After lack of reasoning jedi 3, 2, 1, Oooh I'm hung, I've clung to hope but see you in hell I'll be that clear blue icicle that simply refused to melt Sturdy eye krulin, tin can skeleton, Skull of a thousand dilapidated dream remnants Here to convict based on a tin bucket of evidence I steer where the heaven's merely a legend so the peasants dream well

Securicor

Crass
Cor blimey guvnor I'm the big 'un, cop an eyeful of this muscular arm Being tough 'n' rough is my kind of fun but, of course I never do no harm Ain't my fault I like cracking bones, gives me a funny kind of thrill I can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, when I go in for the kill Tribal wars are raging, it's a battlefield on the street There's games to play and hell to pay when the rival tribal rebels meet Why can't people just leave me be? Can't help doing what I do I'll do anybody who ain't like me so forget your what, why or who I ain't got no purpose and I don't give a fuck I never asked for this life If you're looking for reasons you're out of luck I'll show you the point with my knife Tribal wars are raging, no-one's safe out on their own The gangs are about and they scream and shout So you'd better not be caught alone I did it cos there ain't nothing else to do Nowhere'll let me in It ain't my fault I want to hurt and screw So I've destroyed every place where I've been I had trouble at the local so they won't serve me there I just had to chivvy up this bloke Left him with a smile cut from ear to ear But the bleeder never got the joke Used to have a bird but I put her up the spout Had to tell her where to get off Well you can't blame me if I want to get about If you're a man you've gotta be tough I used to go down the cafe for tea But my boot got attacked by the door So now it ain't open for the likes of me And we're back on the streets like before Tribal wars are raging, our heroes are standing tall But the truth of the matter, if you cut out the patter Is that pride always comes before the fall They can stand on the corner with their violence and their hate Stand there and fester 'til they've left it too late To realise it's themselves they've put their on the spot Cos they've wasted the one and only life that they've got Tribal wars are raging, everyone's acting out bad parts Oi, hey big man, take a look at yourself It's in the mirror that the real war starts

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