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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:54 am | |
| Lyrics to Automatic : Get a file, find a need Wash your hair, brush your teeth Develop habits - Automatic
Compromise, build a bridge Sacrifice, sacrilege Sell yourself - Automatic
Nobody out there knows None of them have intent Pretension and purpose Fastening plastic heads Everyone drives all day None of them have a goal Everyone lost their way All of them play the game
Set a goal, make it happen Imagine love, fake a passion Change your name, stay in fashion Make a deal, make it happen Compromise, build a bridge Sacrifice, sacrilege Same cause, same prose Same desires, same woes Lose it all - Automatic
Nobody out there feels None of them sees the end Pretension and purpose Fastening plastic heads Everyone drives all day Searching their empty hearts Everyone's lost their way All of us fall apart Automatic
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:55 am | |
| Lyrics to Resolve : Don't leave me in this room The walls are closing in This is the space I used to say The line is drawn for you each day But every day you show With sound of caving walls Some day this song will have no pulse And I'll cave alone But there we are Waiting for your answer Your arms speeded elation Beating out your salvation But when the tape stopped you were gone A half measure from home This week I recreate Edit you back into The blare that could define you Coveted by few who knew The phone rings without pause This grief wills everyone All I have is our shitty song How could it ever be enough? Here we are in our final accord A mortician and his tools Sonically bury you You could have chose another chord to resolve on
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:55 am | |
| Lyrics to Virus : We colonize a better place Unable to transform our fate We follow whatever path grows Directions no one knows Given the choice for normalcy, you seem content in who you've come to be
They said he re-installed his plague Said to have re-vamped that limp vein As if it all ends formulaic Painless escape We share the same virus of love and hope And it's a fleeting beauty
You did everything you could You were there for him through bad and good Disappear before you follow suit The parasites, they are still there to swallow you
Beating through an obtrude chest Every emotive plea a stretch No praise enough to build a life No words to instill pride And through your life disorder rides
I did everything I could Mostly there for him through bad and good I disappeared as always waiting for the born-again call The one that signals to us all This bender's over again
Listen for one last faint heartbeat Holding his hand in hopes he breathes All of those sad years have come to this Your head lay on his sunken chest The thought of you at his deathbed The latest virus in my head Unjust, unjust
Selfless you tended to our ghost Katherine an unconditional untiring host You were there for him when he needed you the most I hope someone restores your heart I hope something restores your world
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:55 am | |
| Lyrics to Runs In The Family : Used to recognize the gun in your hand Promise, squandered Used to understand the stake in your heart Mileage, road worth
But it's hard to recognize the massive burden Born of bad deeds And it runs in the family from beginning to end It is just revenge
Everybody build a monument to pain Flowers, fast cars Everybody raise the thief in your heart It's just a beating
And it sounds just like a million other tributes Customs and demons And it runs in the family with a million regrets It's just (It's just revenge) revenge
Everybody build a monument to fear Unsafe people Everybody raise a paranoid child It's just an over-stimulated mind
It sounds just like a billion people starving with no resource for love And it runs in the family with a million missteps It's just revenge
Everything echoes Everyone emulates Everyone is a victim of their blood Everyday initiate Everything echoes Everyone echoes
All of us are running with the wolves All of us are running out of life
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:55 am | |
| Lyrics to The Contortionist : In a chalk dotted line Draw a kid, left behind Severed limbs in harmony Strumming from a few good deeds
Carry it to survive To a bed half alive Held before a dozen times Deep inside a funeral for a friend:
Runs in portions like film clips Run, run Rundown the list The memoirist Like kindling Burn, burn, burn, and burn down
I will stay inside The saved It's a good mourning They will ignite you (soon) The doomed I will write for you
Of a boy, damaged goods Of a bench, understood For a spell, the soul resides In a yellow chalk outline
Carry on the camel's back Have another heart attack To the cure I would drive Played that scene a hundred times to date
Today's ambition, to relate In a sustaining saccharine state Impart the burden and get well It's what everyone's trying to sell
Anything you want it to be Weigh the screenplay and revise Warp, warp, warp with the contortionist So hopelessly ill-fated everyday
He will stay inside The doomed It's a good mourning to loom They will inspire him The saved Innocently filling graves
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:55 am | |
| Lyrics to Sad Astronaut : As you sat on the bed Moments from your end Inconceivable dread Inches from your head I can't bear to imagine you
In that horror scene One too sad to be In my mind's eye I am there Embracing you so scared Now you kill me too You killed me too
Decidedly willing to lie for you Absolutely willing to cry for you Ill at ease in saying goodbye to you A part of me will never know
I am there again, intervals of red An accomplice to Things I couldn't do In a fable disabled
I say words like foolish son God what have you done I'm a thin blue cliché, hopelessly I'm a mouthful of doubtful
Decidedly willing to lie for you Say again Willing to cry for you Finally saying goodbye to you A part of you I'll never know
Looking through the spyglass in a punctured sky While your garden died You couldn't see the sky for your fallen stars? Endless in your arms
You were still alive even as the sad astronaut
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to The Worst : How does it start? When does it end? Blood and love graces everyone You only want to touch it once
He didn't give it up She wasn't long enough They didn't save your falling smile He never had a chance
But there it is You're finally blessed And you can't handle it
The worst
What did it say? All you really need is love But you're gonna make those fuckers pay You're gonna hurt someone
That's all there really is The ones that don't survive They lied to you a thousand times And you're starving heart has died
But there it is You're finally blessed
Failure, failure, failure A cement frown breaking Allows a straight line blown away It fell at thirteen
You're wide awake Hours blind every winding curve You start the fall from grace
The worst
You never had a chance
But here it is You're finally blessed
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Creepy : What if I had nothing left? What if I had no one left? Why would I: Who would I survive?
Dead man, he leaves his home Hopeless, he holds his goals higher, higher, low
I just wanted to see you wake up one day With a real smile on your face
What if you felt certainty? Granted trust when you were young Why would you: How would you let go?
I just wanted to see you wake up one day With an expectation I just wanted to see you wake up one day With a real smile on your face
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Infectious : Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Each one a failed synapses detached from fact One positive, one negative Desperate, holding on to healthy images
Remember witness, wattness, matters, we're not gonna make it Provoking everyone but no one gives a:
Half laugh, half sigh Half-sad, half-smile Losing ability to recall his half-life Burn from the stove Keys locked inside Dazed as impending anger turns up in reprise
Remember green light, keeper, easy and eyes on the road ahead Provoking everyone with all the words he said
Infectious I won't speak of all that would have been Gained, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Outburst, these images are melding in my head Remember Franken, Milkweg, Lintfabrik The weirdest we have seen Fires and blown-out tires Perfect tragedy
Infectious I won't think of all that should have been Waste, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Days Of New : The days are full of storybook romance, the myriad of thoughtful acts A million ways I'm into you, I'm never getting over you I'm sorry for exposing you, I know you hate it when I do But I had to write one for my better half
The days are new, the nights unwind You break my world, you change my mind Run out of love, come down from life Run out of pain, my life has changed
It's obvious it's all been said in cheesy poems and chick flicks The mushy shit that people say, it makes us chuckle everyday So how can I express to you the recent dramas we've been through I wouldn't have been fine without your help
The days are new, the nights unwind You touch my world, you change my life Run out of love, run out of life Come down from hate, the world has changed
But we may never have met if it weren't for him Hey Derrick, maybe somehow you're listening
Today's mantra is gratitude You changed my life I'm sure you knew I'll never forget the words that you said The life that you lead
I'll never forget I'll never forget I'll never forget I'll never forget
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to The Chemist (Acoustic) : One more time we become Masquerade under sun Passionless vacation You’re not telling anyone
The sun falls in the hole It’s chemistry, chemical Follow the pattern if you can Stick around it will change again
One more line, stay focused Hollow quiet, I feel sick Misunderstanding, ten feet tolerance I’m not telling anyone You’re not telling anyone
The sound is atrocious The mouse horrific I recognize those last words I’ll hold on to mine
Lying out in the sun Keep it like a secret Elements in the pool were all dried up and Here comes the chemist again This is everything I am.
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:56 am | |
| Lyrics to Fallen : yesterdays are numbered in many ways we could see the fall coming but lull prolonged, some will never belong so children age into prisons they establish aim with their poor inheritance they build covert roads some become addictions suspicion in position yeah it's bound to happen i guess i thought you were going to be around going to be rewound but you were honest i know you did the best one can
fallen
people speak of demons they simplify the life that haunted you my friend they rationalize trouble-free hypothesis he's broken too damaged but bravely profound i guess i thought you were going to astound going to stand your ground but you were forthright i know it killed you to fail them
fallen
hey dogboy the whish missiles we deploy we needed them, believed in them it's better to pretend i guess i thought it was your rising you're long drawn out win 'cause you were on it i know you did the best one can i thought you'd be around i thought you'd be rewound but everyone succumbs to sound we are all fallen
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to Mission Unaccomplished : rainy day I´m counting sheep in may woke up dreaming of the sun and the you could have done mid-life lent i´ve come here to repent in a time-lapse document meaningful as when we met through the laugh-track I´m still wailing for you mission accomplished
hey man i´m alive i hope they don´t mind i changed my mind
tumble down white hills in blue background even in this dream sequence you won´t explain nor confess
mission unaccomplished still out here
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to Live It Down : the planer´s lost and all I need to line my bed with handkerchiefs to bay my fatigue to build a case of true love lost and lives erased to live guilt free in a foretold destiny
he found a hill where he stakes his claim and he´ll build a house where he´ll martyr his children
the trees wheeze out the ocean rise he´s gaining ground in his high-rise with all proceeds from rewritten history in fairytales he still believes
he breathes and thrives and he´s immunized but he´s paralyzed and he´s sure to die off soon running for the middle higher ground but lower while all his coasts are running off cold waters boil mother earth´s rage his house and family have washed away where was his savior his promised road he followed every rule they ever sold he saw his world as a vapor life support
we colonize and we multiply as we suck it dry yeah we´re sure to die off
live it down live it down livid live it down
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to Fallen : yesterdays are numbered in many ways we could see the fall coming but lull prolonged, some will never belong so children age into prisons they establish aim with their poor inheritance they build covert roads some become addictions suspicion in position yeah it's bound to happen i guess i thought you were going to be around going to be rewound but you were honest i know you did the best one can
fallen
people speak of demons they simplify the life that haunted you my friend they rationalize trouble-free hypothesis he's broken too damaged but bravely profound i guess i thought you were going to astound going to stand your ground but you were forthright i know it killed you to fail them
fallen
hey dogboy the whish missiles we deploy we needed them, believed in them it's better to pretend i guess i thought it was your rising you're long drawn out win 'cause you were on it i know you did the best one can i thought you'd be around i thought you'd be rewound but everyone succumbs to sound we are all fallen
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to Memoirs And Landmines : All that I know Things are going slow And we cannot forgo Life on Death Row And I'll miss you
Hail to the Chief Abusing his control He can never weep He lost his soul To his ego
All that we face Slowly being erased These memoirs have no date It seems like such a waste
Memoirs and landmines I remember where I'm from Still fresh in my mind I remember where I'm from
???
Goodbye
Cartoons and creatures I remember where I'm from Unworthy teachers I remember where I'm from
Straight through the stop signs I remember where I'm from Why an I driving home?
All that I know Slowly being erased These memoirs have no date It seems like such a waste
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to Errands : that´s it let´s move to new york city and we won´t even say good bye we´ll find a place where we can start a fight and feel good to be alive
and so we´ll drive across the country on this endlséss holiday you take the short cut and i´ll watch life pass i can´t remember who dove last
errands why don´t you think they´d understand errands why don´t you think for the next tweak it´s gonna be the last mistake you make and it´s going to devastate all of them
we´re on our way oh no we´re on our way to run more errands travelers without a plan and i´ve been awake for way to long i can´t remember who i am
errands why don´t you think they´d understand errands why don´t you think for the next tweak it´s going to be the your legacy and it´s going to devastate all of them
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:57 am | |
| Lyrics to No Little Pill : i thought the west was won but seems like i had just begun to lose all ideals i once knew mountains and transmutation anxious anticipation these sodden skiey and burning views short goals and grim objectives soon rising seas will take your homes benchmarks and sure salvation creation and temptation black lungs sing vituous hate songs antibiotics and disinfectants germaphobes for stronger infection cowboys on steroids love tabloids expecting endless surplus soon they´ll have nothing left to waste racing from dogma to distrust unsure why they all hate us
think about it the world defines you think about it you should be depressed and no little pill will make any difference
people for atto seconds bow to the idiocracy media spun reality nightmares comes every shut-eye still they won´t see what they become still they won´t see what they have done power mad mass corruption blood money changes everyone wake each day in panic and distrust knowing that they all hate us
think about it the world describes you think about it you should be anxious and no little pill will make any difference
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Posts : 77809 Join date : 2009-10-13 Age : 32 Location : On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
| Subject: Re: Lagwagon Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:58 am | |
| Lyrics to B Side : if you could feel your legs falling out then you might find your strength to stand your ground then you´d be close to them then you´d be close to god but you know you´re not
if you could make a fist you could punch if you could fly your faith you could jump born in security fear of most everything and anyone you can be
it could have been dull kristina we could have been sane it isn´t just death drugs and lost love these honors leave stains just let the freaks of failure sing over- night songs the b side is real and it plays on
hey kristina are you sleeping in i´m leaving you another long message interstate ten i lost my voice again this game was fixed it seems that i´ve been eighty-sixed
but your life is one zero zero one in analog faith and even if you connect them too little too late ´cause your life is like a b side its odder then a the b side is real and it plays on
on and on
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