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[afro-elf]

Down with the sickness: Disturbed


Drowning deep in my see of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
It seems what's left of my human side is changing
Is slowly changing in me

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no, there is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me
You mother get up, you fcker get up
Madness is the gift that has been given to me

I can see inside you the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me

And when I dream
No mommy don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise

No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that
Don't do it you're hurting me
Why did you have to be such a btch

Why don't you
Why don't you fck off and die
Why can't you just fck off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die

Never stick your hand in my face again btch
Fck you
I don't need this sht
You stupid, sadistic, abusive fcking whre
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die

[StrawberryIcecream]

hmmm. Thats....disturbing. And scary. How can you listen to that kind of stuff?

[afro-elf]

I have an aversion for the sugar coated faery tale view of the world that most people are a glutton for.

The world is not that way, for every act of love and kindness, there is pain, violence and suffering.

I find bubble gum music to be disturbing scary and despressing because is shows how far people will go to delude themselves from harsh reality.

Thus I prefer non trite or "dark" music because I perfer the world as is than a "nice" fantasy

[mirrille]

I prefer sugar-pop because music is powerful. It reflects your emotins and it can sway your emotions. Life is disturbing enough without trying to depress yourself. I like music that makes me happy. I like to sing and dance because it makes me happy, even alive. I wouldn't like to sing and dance something that makes me sad or angry and wish I was dead. I have the world for that.
Well, I guess I can appreciate some sad song too. It's just like poetry isn't it? I can appreciate music and words put together in an eloquent way. It is an art.

[afro-elf]

For me its a Non-escapism. It makes be want to either understand the world, commmiserate, make me understand how lucky i am Or keep up the struggle to make it a better place.

[afro-elf]

also people are wired different ways

some like chocolates some vanillas
some like girls while some like others fellas

[afro-elf]

Three Doors Down - Duck & Run



To this world I’m unimportant just
Because I have nothing to give
So you call this your free country
Tell me why it cost so much to live
Tell me why

This world can turn me down
But I won’t turn away, oh no
I won’t turn around

All my work and endless measures
Never seem to get me very far
Walk a mile just to move an inch
Now even though I’m trying so
Damn hard
I’m trying so hard
T
his world can turn me down but I
Won’t turn away
And I won’t duck and run, cause
I’m not built that way

When everything is gone there is
Nothing there to fear
This world cannot bring me down
No cause I’m already here, oh no!


I am already here, down
On my knees
I am already here, on no, I am
Already here
I must have told you a thousand
Times I am not running away

I won’t duck and run
I won’t duck and run
I won’t duck and run
No I pass away

[afro-elf]

Three Doors Down - Life of My Own



Living risky, never scared, wander
Closer to the edge
Nothing valued think no fear, always
Wondering why you’re here
All your purposes are gone, nothing’s
Right and nothing’s wrong
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Feel no sorrow, feel no pain

Kiss me while I’m still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now I’ll follow my own way, and I’ll
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember
When this was my life

Looking forward, not behind
Everybody’s got to cross that line
Free me now to give me a place,
Keep me caged and free the beast
Falling faster, time goes by, fear is
Not seen through these eyes
What there was will never be, now
I’m blind and cannot see

Kiss me while I’m still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let
Me live and let me learn
Now I’ll follow my own way, and I’ll
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember
When this was my life

[afro-elf]

Three Doors Down - Down Poison



I’ve dreamed about this,
Sixteen days away
Now you’re here, and my
Head lays
Besides your body, pillowed
Under mine
You were poison, spinning
Round my mind

Welcome to my world she
Said, do you feel
Alive she said
It’s all a bad dream spin-
ning in your lonely head
Welcome to my world
Said, separated world,
Down poison,
Down poison

Body withered, body
Died, time to take
Away this life

Bad enough to die from
One, out to mention
Four or five
Welcome to my world
She said, do you feel alive she said
It’s all a bad dream spinning in your lonely head
Welcome to my world she said,
Separated world, she stayed separated
Down poison, down poison
Down poison, down

You weren’t there for me, I was there for you
You weren’t there for me, I was there for you
You weren’t there for me, I was there for you
You weren’t there for me, never there for me!

You wouldn’t die for me, I’ve already died for you
You wouldn’t die for me, I’ve already died for you
You wouldn’t die for me, I’ve already died for you
You wouldn't die, you wouldn't die, you
Wouldn't die, no!

Welcome to my world she said, do
you feel alive she said
It’s all a bad dream spinning in your lonely head
Welcome to my world she said,
Separated world, she stayed separated

Down poison, down poison
Down poison, down

[afro-elf]

Lyrics For Judith by Perfect cirlce

You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
F**k your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why

Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you..

[AACHOO]

kinda like a cloud i was up way up in the sky and i was feeling some feelings
you wouldn't believe sometimes i don't believe them myself and i decided i was
never coming down. just then a tiny little dot caught my eye it was just about
too small to see. but i watched it way too long and that dot was pulling me
down.
i was up above it.
i was up above it.
now i'm down in it
i was up above it.
i was up above it.
now i'm down in it

well shut up so what what does it matter now. i was swimming in the haze now i
crawl on the ground. and everything i never liked about you is kind of seeping
into me. try to laugh about it now but isn't it funny how everything works
out ("I guess the jokes on me." she said)

Chorus

i used to be so big and strong.
i used to know my right from wrong.
i used to never be afraid.
i used to be somebody

i used to have something inside
now just this hole that's open wide.
i used to want it all
i used to be somebody

i'll cross my heart and hope to die but the needle's already in my eye. and
all the world's weight is on my back and i don't even know why. and what i
used to think was me is just a fading memory
i looked him right in the eye and said "goodbye."

Chorus

written and performed by:trent reznor
produced and mixed by:adrian sherwood, keith leblanc

[BeardofPants]

"God" - John Lennon.

God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain
I'll say it again
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in Mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in Yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles
I just believe in me
Yoko and me
And that's reality

The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
Yesterday
I was the Dreamweaver
But now I'm reborn
I was the Walrus
But now I'm John
And so dear friends
You'll just have to carry on
The dream is over

[Khamûl]

Bodies by Drowning Pool

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Beaten why for
Can't take much more
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me
One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
Now
Let the bodies hit the floor
Push me again
This is the end
Skin against skin blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in now you're here
Driven by hate consumed by fear
Let the bodies hit the floor

[Khamûl]

Deer Dance by System of a Down


Round, Round,

Circumventing circuses,
Lamenting in protest,
To visible police,
Presence sponsored fear,

Battalions of riot police,
With rubber bullet kisses,
Baton courtesy,
Service with a smile

Beyond the Staples Center you can see America,
With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace,
Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality,
Of plastic existence.

Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around,
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around.

Round, Round,

A rush of words,
Pleading to disperse,
Upon your naked walls, alive,
A political call,
The fall guy accord,
We can't afford to be neutral on a moving train,

Beyond the Staples Center you can see America,
With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace,
Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality,
Of plastic existence.

Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around,
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around.

Push them around,
A deer dance, invitation to peace,
War staring you in the face, dressed in black.
With a helmet, fierce,
Trained and appropriate for the malcontents,
For the disproportioned malcontents,
The little boy smiled, it'll all be well,
The little boy smiled it'll all be well,

Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around,
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around.
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around,
Push the weak around,
Push the weak around,
Push the weak around,
They like to push the weak around.

[afro-elf]

Tool

Prison Sex


It took so long to remember just what happened.
I was so young and vestal then,
you know it hurt me,
but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
I've got my hands bound,
my head down , my eyes closed,
and my throat wide open.



Do unto others what has been done to you



I'm treading water,
I need to sleep a while.
My lamb and martyre, you look so precious.
Won't you come a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this,
I can't stand to burn too long.
Released in this sodomy.
For one sweet moment I am whole.



Do unto you now what has been done to me.



You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
Won't you come just a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this.
I need this to make me whole.
There's release in this sodomy.
For I am your witness that
blood and flesh can be trusted.
And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.



Got your hands bound, your head down,
your eyes closed.
You look so precious now.



I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
**** blood and cum on my hands.



I've come round full circle.
My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon.
You look so precious.

[IronParrot]

"Life's Gonna Suck" - (Leary/Phillips)

Life's gonna suck when you grow up
When you grow up, When you grow up
Life's gonna suck when you grow up
It sucks pretty bad right now

You're gonna have to mow the lawn
Do the dishes, Make your bed
You're gonna have to go to school
Until you're 17

You might have to go to war
Shoot a gun, Kill a nun
You might have to go to war
When you get out of school

You're gonna have to deal with Stress
Deal with Stress, Deal with Stress
You're gonna be a giant mess
When you get back from the war

Santa Claus does not exist
And there's no Easter Bunny
You'll find out when you grow up
That Big Bird isn't funny

Life's gonna suck when you grow up
When you grow up, When you grow up
Life's gonna suck when you grow up
It sucks pretty bad right now

You're gonna end up smoking crack
On your back, Face the fact
You're gonna end up hooked on smack
And then you're gonna die!

And then you're gonna Die!!!

[afro-elf]

WOW

that was interesting




TOOL

Bottom


My compassion is broken now. My will is eroded,
and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly.
I'm on my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire.
So smell my soul burning.
I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy.
I have swallowed the poison you feed me ...
but I survive on it ,
and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed..
and I feel ugly, and dead inside.



**** adds up at the bottom.



You've left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild
what's broken.
Too much , too far , too late to lie down now.
I must arm myself to fight you
by making weapons out of my imperfections.
I gone to great lenghts to exspand my threshold of pain
I'll use mu mistakes against you
It's all I have left.
There's no other choice.
I'm shameless, nameless, nothing, and noone now.
But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked.
I'm naked and fearless.
But I'm dead inside.
You see.. **** adds up, now I'm dead inside.
Hatred, weakness, and guilt keep me alive
at the bottom.

[afro-elf]

Tool

Stinkfist

Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
and I wouldn't have
It any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not have me any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.

[Finrod Felagund]

Music of the Night

Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses Abandon their defenses

Slowly gently, night unfurls it's splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before

Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind , let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then, can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me. trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let you darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

[Tar-Elendil]

I find bubble gum music to be disturbing scary and despressing because is shows how far people will go to delude themselves from harsh reality.

agreed.

Tell the people
Tell the people that arrive
Tell the people
tell the people that arrive
We dont need to multiply
We dont need to multiply
We dont need to multiply
We dont need to multiply
Die
Show your people
Show your people how we died
Show your people
Show your people how we died
We dont need to nullify
We dont need to nullify
We dont need to nullify
We dont need to nullify
Die.