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electric wizard made a song about drugula which is pretty dope (lol) "Under saturns rays I rest in eternal sleep dopesmoke violates my tomb and awakens me Clawing from the grave my batwings spread Their blood filled with drugs, so high, so dead Your dope laced blood shows me new highs Bloodlust, druglust, count drugula arise... Strung out on blood I hunt the streets at night Terror from the sky, in batform I strike Your naked body dragged to my darkened crypt I tie you up, dope you up then your blood I sip" |
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post cool lyrics that introduces awesome concepts |
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May 23, 2018 22:41
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Dead I am the one, exterminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn, conquering the worm Dig through the ditches And burn through the witches Slam in the back of my Dragula CONFIDENTIALITY NOTICE: |
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May 23, 2018 22:53
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I stick tape in the holes in my shoes I stick my tongue in the holes in my teeth I stick expletives in the holes in my thought Process when I speak |
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May 23, 2018 22:57
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ghost emoji posted:Dead I am the one, exterminating son The poetry of bobby zombie is such a treasure. ----- |
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May 24, 2018 03:19
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"Woo" -Rusko |
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May 24, 2018 04:41
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ghost emoji posted:Dead I am the one, exterminating son Goddamnit |
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May 24, 2018 13:15
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Look Jimi Hendrix, you didn't have to apologize for kissing that guy. It's not a problem and even if it was you made up for it by being really good at guitar!
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May 24, 2018 13:24
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touch the string though the harp may not sing Still I dig the sky for sun sparks to guide Down below there's a land with an ominous hole Dug deep in the sand of belief A million doves Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood Dare the virgin take integral birth From the void I am born into wave and particle In the uncreated light emerged an oracle A million doves Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood Slay the dragon, take integral birth Weep no more Noble silence usher my way home A million doves Orbit round the Earth with tears of blood Line in sand erased we are but one Cosmic cavalcade we are but one Time has come I take integral birth Reborn Edit: Some lyrics don't really work as well outside the music. Gentleman in the streets, anime in the sheets. |
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May 24, 2018 17:14
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas It may be your last Next year we may all be living in the past Have yourself a merry little Christmas Pop that champagne cork Next year we may all be living in New York No good times like the olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who were dear to us Will be near to us no more But at least we all will be together If the Lord allows From now on, we'll have to muddle through somehow So have yourself a merry little Christmas now
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May 24, 2018 17:19
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Manifisto posted:Have yourself a merry little Christmas neat |
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May 24, 2018 17:26
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Manifisto posted:Have yourself a merry little Christmas ----- |
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May 24, 2018 17:32
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TVsVeryOwn posted:I stick tape in the holes in my shoes I like that album |
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May 26, 2018 04:46
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i staple tapeworms on my penis |
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May 26, 2018 05:23
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Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow the Smoke toward the Riff filled Land Drop…out of life with bong in hand Follow the Smoke toward the Riff filled Land [Solo One] Proceeds the Weedian – Nazareth Proceeds the Weedian – Nazareth Creedsmen roll out across the dying dawn Sacred Israel Holy Mountain Zion Sun beams down on to the Sandsea reigns Caravan migrates through deep sandscape Lungsmen unearth the creed of Hasheeshian Procession of the Weed-Priests to cross the sands Desert Legion Smoke-Covenant is complete Herb bails retied on to backs of beasts Arise arise arise - The Son of the God of Israel Jordan River flows on evermore Bathe in glow of sunlight’s beating rays They feel so lost and burned through our days Stoner caravan emerge from sandsea Earthling inserts to chalice the green cutchie Groundation soul finds trust upon smoking hose Assembled creedsmen rises prayer-filled smoke Raise up seer’s Holy Prophecy Lets down on upon years of the sun now feeds Seed of Eden fall on the [?] Onward caravan prepare new bong Weed-Priests [?] Smol-tent the right Judgement soon come to Mankind Green Herbsmen serve rightful king Hemp seed caravan carries [Solo Two] [Break] The molten fire flowed up toward Zion Flight of the Nazarene to seek the Cheribum Rides out believer with the spliff aflame Marijuanaut escapes earth to cultivate [Solo Three] Grow-Room is church temple of the new stoner breed Chants Loud-Robed priest down on to the freedom seed Burnt offering redeems – completes smoked deliverance Caravans’ stoned deliverance The caravan holds to Eastern Creed - Now smokes believer ! The Chronicle of the Sensimillian Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow the smoke toward the riff-filled land Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow-the-smoke-Jerusalem |
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May 26, 2018 05:34
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So come on, child, you've slept enough And I know you're tired but I'm waking you up There is much to be done, and we're right on the cusp Of this poo poo getting real, I mean really, really hosed Every sheep for the shearing waiting around non-plussed Trading branding irons for brand-name cuts We were born in labor, baptized in dust Given life anew as a living trust With every hair numbered and cross-referenced For each soul they claim to save, they have added interest With a price on your head, what you think matters not Every credit card statement, every lie you've bought Rates our exchanged faith for the next fiat On the blotter paper, the blood don't clot It just bleeds you dry and then leaves you to rot In a dead end job till at last you drop Into this old noose, with the rope drawn taut Left with your hands bound so they'll never be caught You may sabotage our education To a calculated chaos born of confusion A controlled market through the inflation Truly euthanasia to waste on the young But, we've caught you now, and we're cutting your funds We outnumber you over a million to one It's a sharp weapon, but the point's left blunt There's no skill to the game, no challenge to the hunt With each target deaf, blind, and reticent Got your ducks in line for the same false front Cos when free will costs even ten percent False tongues speak lies over Catholic hunts From the cathepsin to the cathexis I'll bear the stigmatic focus of the anti-catechist With each catalytic pill slowly slitting my wrists So when I raise my hand, see my bloody fist May have killed brain cells, but I've kept my wits And I'd rather go sooner to have known and said this I've peaked at the end, where the answer sits All the rest is just problems and more questions Hear the classes getting loud and the teacher getting pissed In the end this pattern goes 666 Soon my name's showing up on every government list Free speech shouldn't cost, let alone be a risk So when I die young, it'll prove me right Cos it won't be pills, swear it won't be the knife No matter how hard it gets, I'm in this for life And I'm never giving up till we make things right God gave me this voice, so I can't stay quiet They can't kill this love, I'll come back to fight To return each star and remove each stripe From each prism cell, we'll refract the light To reveal each move, catch the thieves in the night Make them share what's left and return our rights Though it may still shine from a hormone diet This knowledgeable fruit's grown overripe And robbed his breath, birth absorbed he When the planets line up, every eye shall see That this invite-only disparity party Has brought enough despair to the already broken-hearted In the wake of greed, in the name of flow-charting Leaving broken-homes where once were gardens See it's our pale horse that we're riding in on Bringing pestilence as a plague of love With hell at our heels and heaven catching on It's the hanged man, it's the crux fiction It's the pentagram, it's the pentagon It's david's star, it's the pyramid song What was once upright Now is upside down And Isaiah, it's a revelation 2368, 2701 Means a way out And if I can, you know I'm bringing everyone |
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May 26, 2018 07:58
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I'm on smoko so leave me alone |
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May 27, 2018 00:44
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Jedrick posted:I'm on smoko so leave me alone |
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May 27, 2018 02:10
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Jedrick posted:I'm on smoko so leave me alone |
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May 27, 2018 02:10
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nevermind on this one.
Meeksha fucked around with this message at 18:43 on May 29, 2018 ----- |
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May 29, 2018 15:12
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Ben Carsons Ghost posted:So come on, child, you've slept enough you forgot the first part of the song 
paul_soccer12 posted:everyone in the idf must die |
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May 29, 2018 15:14
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mister magpie posted:you forgot the first part of the song sorry, i just posted my favorite part |
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May 29, 2018 17:07
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here you go :-] Two eyes doesn't mean double vision I never questioned this stance but now I've been seeing things I can hear a voice in the distance Trying to turn my attention to their truth Someone's moving behind the curtain I point it out to my friends But they don't see a thing I just keep my synaptic active To prepare for the day that they do Cos this ain't how it ends And they'll say Let's hear it For the post-moderation For tolled salivation Who cares so much about these things Availed denomination The 'so shall' domination Now I think it's funny I feel distant I'd run away if it'd make any difference I'd look up my childhood crushes But they've all have their own children since And even if their hearts tarnish They've gold wedding bands to hide the green Pearly gates to show from her past or his mouth He too bears the burden of a bulbous belly Yeah, yeah, I know, I know this veil ain't real And still it never fails to fall or send me reeling I awaken to the same ceiling And I can't seem to shake this sick feeling I don't need surgery to keep my smile fixed Ever confident, never nervous For I feel nothing I work hard and come from a respected family We take care of each other, we do We won't live until we shed this skin Oh, to be free again A vestige interest in the instrumental moment You'll know it when Now all the pieces keep falling faster Your letters spelling disaster I wish I was in Paris getting plastered Cos all this masquerading's started my façade fading Turned my quiet heart to hating Whatever It is that we've been waiting for (it) When they'll say Let's hear it For drained health and elation Brain cell annihilation Who cares so much about these things Pupil dilation More light to the patient That every word that I'm speaking Will poison the chance that you're listening I know that you think you'd be missing out With an answer That we can't make out or make up But even if we black out and break up It's just a breath 'fore we're looking back, laughing out Cos every end's a beginning, beggin' to get back in You know I'll come around, if you just let me sleep in With each wave more violent than the last I'll keep my thoughts silent till they pass We're not ready yet They'll say you've got to build your tolerances now and then Make your heart a callus with thicker skin I just can't seem to shake this feeling The more they interfere to forestall me The clearer I hear her calling me, calling me I must have struck a nerve cos someone's following me I pull over to the shoulder of the freeway My history profiled on the licensed registry The shepherd keeps a careful eye on his personal inventory Saying we're the same |
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May 29, 2018 17:08
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paul_soccer12 posted:everyone in the idf must die |
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May 29, 2018 17:58
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the paper chase has some of the best lyrics of any band i listen to. I've got you now, I'll show you all I'll kick out the chair, let you dangle slow In the back of the bus all of us Like the coats in cloak rooms And if you rise again, take a form I know The river will boil, then overflow And the houses you're haunting Will tremble with temporal hoodoo I don't know about you But I am hellbent, I know what it is that I must do Close your eyes when we kiss ‘Cause I'm prepared to set myself on fire for this You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee In your tender place when you're safe at home There's a tombstone that waits of your very own While you're rutting like beasts In the sheets of my sterilized room In your comfy bed, air-conditioned car There are vapors and toxins to get you all In the water you drink, in the air that you breath In the soil under your shoe I don't know about you But I am at peace, I know what it is that I must do I hope you are sitting down, dear Come hell or high water this sick world will know I was here You will drop on all fours Get down, show me what you're good for Sass mouth, pink bellied I perceive And for this your naughty deed I'm throwing you over my bony knee So don't cry, don't scream good lord You always knew what you're in for When my belt unbuckles so believe You grubby little thing I'm throwing you over my bony knee We know where you sleep ----- |
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May 29, 2018 18:40
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unfortunately, i don't really like any other songs by this band called "WHY?." but this one song, fatalist palmistry, is so so so so so good. I sleep on my back cause it's good for the spine And coffin rehearsal I know a psychic who reads her own palms And her findings are personal She keeps her fists shut tight And she sleeps on her side Well, maybe she knows something I don't know But I am still alive, in love and wide-eyed in my time Not a mummy shrinking in its cloths Your cat clawed out my eyes while I's distracted by your smile And now my sockets sit like empty catcher's mitts waiting And you ask me is there anybody else that I'm dating Anna & Nathan I'm patient But your painted pony is fading Lost like a snakeskin in high grass And out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me Your count them blessings because your net worth oughta be less cream in your best dreams But God put a song on my palm that you can't read I'm lucky to be under The same sky that held The exhale from your first breath Like a ring on a pillow of clouds By you my tongue may stutter But my gift heart screams clear and swells To burst between the wrapped lengths Of its bowed ribbon cell But I am still alive, in love and wide-eyed in my time Not a mummy shrinking in its cloths There's a moth flock in my gut growin' I tug at my groin like tides trying To pull moon towards them I can't ignore them And when we say your name our tongues catch flame And you wonder why we ain't got nothin' to say Anna & Nathan I'm patient But your painted pony is fading Lost like a snakeskin in high grass And out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me Your count them blessings because your net worth oughta be less cream in your best dreams But God put a song on my palm that you can't read I'll be embalmed with it long before you'll see ----- |
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May 29, 2018 18:42
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paper chase is a p great band |
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May 29, 2018 21:55
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Ben Carsons Ghost posted:paper chase is a p great band Yeah, i had trouble deciding what song to use. There's so much gold. ----- |
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I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills. Set out runnin' but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night, The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight. The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail, And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail. Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee The first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me. Set out runnin' but I take my time, A friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. |
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May 31, 2018 00:26
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Mummy Napkin posted:friend of the devil one of my favorite ministry songs |
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Rapping Is Easy When You've Got Nothing To Say - Modest Mouse My name is Isaac Brock and I'm here to say I'm gonna rap in a Modest Mouse way Talk about dogs and suburbs And go to the mall Modest Mouse is here to rock you all [chorus] Modest Mouse We're Modest Mouse We're the indie band called Modest Mouse We're rapping now It's our new thing We rap and sometimes we sing I rap about space I rap about drugs I rap about boats I rap about cars I rap about planes I rap about trains I rap about cowboys I rap about being sad My name is Isaac Brock and I'm here to say I rap about being sad all night and day Also I beatbox [chorus] |
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Pitchfork gave it a 6.5 and said it was "not as good as the last time we could feel anything." |
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