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"Only Human"

"Only Human"


There's not a doctor that can fix me,
My disease is chronic and I've lost all self-control.
Have you ever had your heart ripped out your throat?
Anxious and all alone, now stop and remember we're only human

I've tried it all to kill the pain, but nothing keeps me sane.

I'll pretend that I'm stable,
I'm left, lost and labeled
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.
I'm so out of focus,
I'm hopelessly hopeless,
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.

Theres not a pill that can make me happy
My complains nescient and I've lost touch with my soul
Have you ever had your words choking your throat?
Another thought up in smoke, now stop and remember we're only human.

I've tried it all to kill the pain, but nothing keeps me sane.

I'll pretend that I'm stable,
I'm left, lost and labeled
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.
I'm so out of focus,
I'm hopelessly hopeless,
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.

I've tried it all to kill the pain, but nothing keeps me sane.

I'll pretend that I'm stable,
I'm left, lost and labeled
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.
I'm so out of focus,
I'm hopelessly hopeless,
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.

I've tried it all to kill the pain, but nothing keeps me sane.

I'll pretend that I'm stable,
I'm left, lost and labeled
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine.
I'm so out of focus,
I'm hopelessly hopeless,
I'll pretend that I'm doing fine. [2x]
 
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"Out Of the Crowd"

"Out Of the Crowd"



I won't compete because I don't need to be
In front of someone that wants to compete with me
Who needs another aggravation
Or a fucked up situation
So you call me burnt out
Call me washed up
Or weaker cause I won't get up
Be first in another line
Just one more time,
Cause I won't compete again
I can't hear a sound that's out of the crowd.
 
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"Overrated (Everything Is)"

"Overrated (Everything Is)"



Maybe I'm jaded and bored
Always looking for more
Wait around for the next big fix
I know I'm a wreck, I'm a mess
But I couldn't care less
Don't know what it would take to change me

Everybody's so afraid to be different
Please excuse me now if I don't get it

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
Designer drugs and dead end jobs
And classic rock is so outdated
I'm so sick of therapy
And all the things it's done to me
How can I be satisfied?
When everything is overrated

Maybe the problem is me
But I won't make believe
And I can't take this mediocrity
What if this is a test?
And I deserve what I get?
Will I wake up with all the answers?

Everybody's too afraid to be different
Please excuse me now if I don't listen

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
Designer drugs and dead end jobs
And classic rock is so outdated
I'm so sick of therapy
And all the things it's done to me
How can I be satisfied?
When everything is overrated

(Woah, woah).
When everything is overrated.

Can't stand the normal
Can't stand the ordinary
Find me anything that's extraordinary
Show me something
Show me anything
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?

I think sex is overrated
So is always getting wasted
All my friends and family
They make my life so complicated
I'm so sick of apathy and TV show reality
How can I be satisfied?
When everything is overrated.

Woah, woah.
When everything is overrated.
 
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"P.S. Shock The World"

"P.S. Shock The World"


It's never been so crystal clear that i've been dying six months a year arguing with strangers about why i'm still here. no on lets me forget questions about my relevance and i'm starting to believe their arguments in my self-defense it's just my self-destructiveness and always wasting all my breath and it's still a mystery to me why i'm doubting all my dreams all the things that i say will someday fade away when the message in the songs has kept me sane all along. the years hit like like fist to face and some days i've tried to replace this person with the same god-given name. some days i shake till noon i've tried to explain to overcrowded rooms across these states my narrow point of view. but what can i do it's just my self-destructiveness and always wasting all my breath and it's a mystery to me why i'm doubting all my dreams all the things that i say will someday fade away when the message in these songs has kept me sane all along.
 
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"Pete Jackson Is Getting Married"

"Pete Jackson Is Getting Married"



I can see it all right now
his mom and dad so proud of his son and his new found wife
and I wonder if after all these years
will his dad still give him a pep talk for his wedding night?
I can smell his cousin's polo mixing with his grandpa's old spice and the
Swedish meatballs look so tempting that his two fat aunts might even fight
and his uncles have all gone drinkin'
highballs and hamms light in the parking lot
while the rest of his relatives are busy just tearing up the Manville Elks Lodge
I can smell his cousin's polo mixing with his grandpa's old spice and the mashed
potatoes look so tasty that his two fat aunts might even fight
on that day what else could I say?
I'd say here's to you staying drunk
here's to all your good luck
you're gonna need it
 
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"Pez King"

"Pez King"



Watching the man up in the window
it always seems to me
that in 10 more years another someone may be watching me.
And do I really know what goes on inside?
As he dances down the street to the music in his mind,
time after time.
Watching the man up in the window
it always seems to me
that I'll be the one talking to myself as someone sits and watches me.
And do I really know what goes on inside
as I wonder what goes on in their little plastic minds,
time after time.
 
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"Plastic Cup Politics"

"Plastic Cup Politics"



Hello six pack of confidence
Been so many nights
since we first met
Glad to see you've brought
all your friends
For another night of
plastic cup politics

Hello Mr. Six Pack of confidence
I'm glad to see you've already met
Ms. Twelve ounces of loneliness
And Mr. Plastic cup politics
I see you're under the influence
Of warm beer and the comfort of
all your friends
And I see that Mr. Loud Mouth
has had his forty ounce
And will pass out
I have no doubt
So drop your plastic cup and
clear your clouded heads

I keep asking myself if they realize
That their fears are really just the
same as mine

Do they know all their insecurities
Are the same ones that are inside of me
As people come and go
Do they know they're really not alone?
And the life of the party just left
I guess I couldn't cure his emptiness
Like all the rest
So drop your plastic cups and clear
your clouded heads

Here we are, another wasted night and
I am right along side
of forty sets of bloodshot eyes
And plastic smiles miles wide match
plastic cups we'll leave behind

It's just another night of
plastic cup politics
So drop your empty cups and clear
your clouded heads
 
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"Portrait Of A Cigarette Smoker At 19"

"Portrait Of A Cigarette Smoker At 19"



I used to be a stereotype
Half alive with half open eyes
With a one track mind
And a flawed design
Feeling like I was lost
At sea at only the age of 19
Floating around in alcohol and apathy
Taking in too much caffeine and nicotine
If we make it outta here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind (there might not be a next time)

With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time)
To the breaking up to breaking down (might not be a next time)
Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time)

I used to be a stereotype
Someone you'd never recognize
With fingers so yellow
That they matched the yellow skies
And there was a few things I memorized
From all those blurry times
Like bottles clinking under blinking signs
And a few last words from long lost friends of mine
If we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind (there might not be a next time)

With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time)
To the breaking up to breaking down (might not be a next time)
Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time)

And if we make it outta here alive (if we make outta here alive)
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind
Just who we left behind

After all the fuck ups and fallouts (there might not be a next time)
With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time)
Through all the breaking up to breaking down (there might not be a next time)
Yeah we were the ones to say (there might not be a next time)

There might not be a next time (might not be a next time)

Words to live by
we're all doing just fine
 
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"Portrait Of A Cigarette Smoker At Age 19"

"Portrait Of A Cigarette Smoker At Age 19"



I used to be a stereotype
Half alive with half open eyes
With a one track mind
And a flawed design
Feeling like I was lost
At sea at only the age of 19
Floating around in alcohol and apathy
Taking in too much caffeine and nicotine
If we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

We're all doing just fine
We were always the ones laughing last
We were never the ones looking back
We were always the ones to say that
We're all doing just fine

I used to be a stereotype
Someone you'd never recognize
With fingers so yellow
That it matched the yellow skies
And there was a few things I memorized
From all those blurry times
Like bottles clinking under blinking signs
And a few last words from lost friend of mine

If we make it out of here alive
Just say you won't look back to see
Just who we left behind

We're all doing just fine
We were always the ones laughing last
We were never the ones looking back
We were always the ones to say that
We're all going just fine

Words to live by
We're doing fine
 
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"Process"

"Process"



I've always watched the change,
watched without a sound,
and I have to wonder why,
I don't speak a word out loud.
Perhaps the world will stop for me,
and I can't stop for myself,
but I often wonder why the rest,
why they can't see themselves,
the change I have found,
that keeps me bound,
without a sound.
There's a process in the world,
and no one can stop the change.
There's a process all around us,
and things never stay the same.
They never stay the same.
There's a process in the world,
and no one can stop the change.
There's a process all around us,
And things never stay the same.
 
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