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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:16 am | |
| Lyrics to Woodpecker : Someone's husband pays your rent with stacks and stacks of presidents they blow it like it's counterfeit, believe me They'll feed you lines and alcohol and one by one they'll pay for all the little things you do that make you sick You keep on running for your purse the waitress said it's getting worse try and try you can't reverse it now And I said "You done nothin but hurt me But you do it right, you do it right, you got me so right" And I said "You done nothin but hurt me But you do it right, you get it right, you got me so right" Counting singles, fives and tens the last call lights are back again but that won't stop the gentlemen, believe me they got ashtray smiles and dirty eyes, you're not afraid to compromise, any virus in a shirt and tie can tell keep on running for your purse, the waitress said it's getting worse Try and try you can't reverse it now I don't ever gamble, but I'd bet you life is going, going, going, gone There's something you should know, there's so much you don't know Down in an alley behind your apartment, we fall apart and we breathe it in. I get off, but I know that I'm just as bad as them Down in the alley behind you're apartment you smoke and tell me it's nothing real just something we need, just something to feel. And I said "You done nothin but hurt me But you do it right, you do it right, you got me so right" And I said "You done nothin but hurt me But you do it right, you get it right, you got me so right"
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:16 am | |
| Lyrics to The Mistake : Matchbooks under cigarettes Lighting your silhouette Just accept I'll say anything This place is a mess you think Buy you another drink Another drink anything you want 'Bout time that you lose your friends Back to my place I don't want to talk I want everything Are you driving me home? Are you driving me home?
Street lights on your coma eyes I'm in no shape to drive Besides you're fine I'll say anything Get us out of the parking lot Swerving behind the cops Eyes on the road I got everything you want Like secrets to haunt I got memories to block I got the gun To blow everything Are you driving me home? Are you driving me home?
I will be the razor baby I will be the pill I am the ambulance that never comes The antidote you spill And in the accident I?ll be the failure in your brakes I am the truth you couldn't take I am the mistake Worst you ever made
Your doubts follow you through the door What do you do it for? You need more and more To feel anything Each night and it?s someone else It's the last time you can tell yourself You can tell yourself Anything you want Coat off and you climb the stairs Intentions are very clear I don't want to talk I want everything Are you driving me home? Are you driving me home?
I will be the razor baby I will be the pill I am the ambulance that never comes The antidote you spill And in the accident I'll be the failure in your brakes I am the truth you couldn?t take I am the mistake Worst you ever made
I will be the razor baby I will be the pill I am the ambulance that never comes The antidote you spill And in the accident I'll be the failure in your brakes I am the truth you couldn't take I am the mistake
I will be the razor baby I will be the pill I am the ambulance that never comes The antidote you spill And in the accident I?ll be the failure in your brakes I am the truth you couldn?t take I am the mistake Worst you ever made
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:16 am | |
| Lyrics to Tanner Boyle Vs. The Seventh Grade : You were the last thing I saw when I dropped out of sight For the first time in ages completely alive These three A.M. stars They got me to crawl back I should've never left
Slowly replacing the years you spent chasing these fears Now faced here with all that you could have been Drown in neon and smoke It's killing us slowly There had to be something There had to be someone We stared at the headlights Is this what we've become?
I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down I bet now that you're older you're lying
He was the last thing you saw when the sedative hit For the last time you just couldn't deal with it Under three A.M. stars Convinced you to come back There had to be something There had to be someone We stared at the headlights Is this what we've become?
I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down I bet now that you're older this lie is nailing you into the ground Into the ground
Your fears they grew into a mountain Where you're freezing alone at the top Still I'll wait everyday at the bottom Just to catch you the second you drop
I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down I bet now that you're older you're lying I guess something much bigger than life is holding you down I bet now that you're older this lie is nailing you into the ground Into the ground Into the ground
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:17 am | |
| Lyrics to Shake, Rattle, And Stall : We're living in her dad's car Been high for days We look between the seats We sit and shake I close my eyes it just won't go away Yeah we've been high for days She kicked me off At the drugstore where I bought The last pack with the money that I brought She said she's leaving to someplace I'm not Someplace I'm not
She headed north on Penn to score She's gonna stay and do some more
These avenues are the dying proof They fucking don't make these nights like they used to You can come home anytime you want But I'm sick and I'm thinking about you I'm sick of thinking about you
It's been several weeks now The family's getting pissed Her brothers found me Lyndale and 26th I said "I'm sorry boys, it ain't me she's with" No it ain't me she's with I told them she'd been dying for a shot Now she's in some courtroom tying some knot They took me out back To show me what they thought To show me what they thought
Beat up in Loon's parking lot I got a ride home from the cop
These avenues are the dying proof They fucking don't make these nights like they used to You can come home anytime you want But I'm sick and I'm thinking about you I'm sick of thinking about you
I'm at the Mousetrap in Georgia I'm in the 404 They put lipstick on our T-shirts They took our cash at the door It was the 10:40 train home It was the 3rd of July Somebody's drink hit some passenger They kicked us off in Riverside
I see it everywhere I see it everywhere now I see it everywhere I see it everywhere now I see her everywhere I see her everywhere now I see her everywhere I see her everywhere now
These avenues are the dying proof They fucking don't make these nights like they used to You can come home baby if you want But I'm sick and I'm thinking about you I'm sick of thinking about you I'm sick of thinking about you
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:17 am | |
| Lyrics to Paper Covers Rock : I pray for the worst to hear you bitch about the First real not when the needle hits Your high five's rolling into a fist "Oh, God! Turn the radio off! He's getting into this!" And your words They were all that I knew Until I died on page in your year-end review Research you don't have a clue I learned it all from you
You can swear like daggers right before my eyes You can never be sure You can switch to blood when the ink is dry You will never be heard Now I write words like a target and your aim is poor So give me your worst I don't feel a thing anymore
My downward path Don't you forget to mention You're selling out tickets to my intervention RSVP you're a hell of a friend Somehow I'll still sleep tonight Raised on your dial in a FM hiss Until I died on the air at the top of your list Pointing fingers would you ever have guessed that I learned it all from you
You can swear like daggers right before my eyes You can never be sure You can switch to blood when the ink is dry You will never be heard Now I write words like a target and your aim is poor So give me your worst I don't feel a thing Give your worst I can't feel a thing anymore
They sing it back 'cause we let 'em know that we mean it Eyes glow in the darkest rooms and I've seen it I've been thee one down in the front believing Believing you were the one You knew the songs I needed
It killed me the first time when I saw the headline We'll play it loud We're drowning out Your jaded heart tonight
I pray for the worst just to hear you bitch about the Last real note that I'll ever hit Your high five's rolling into a fist "Oh, God! Turn the radio off! He's getting into this!" Turn the radio off
You can swear like daggers right before my eyes You can never be sure You can switch to blood when the ink is dry You will never be heard Now I write words like a target and your aim is poor So give me your worst I don't feel a thing Give me your worst I can't feel a thing Give me your worst I don't feel a thing anymore
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:17 am | |
| Lyrics to Maydays And Rosaries : I been lost, lost as I can be locked inside with my t.v. I don't think about it that much anyway, just stare at black and white and gray. I've been safe, safe as I can be I keep calm and out of reach I don't think about you that much anyway, I wouldn't even know what to say. That don't mean that you shouldn't call if you feel like it at all. I'd love to hear your voice, love to hear your voice. Lights are off and he's not around do you think of me at all? I'd love to hear your voice, love to hear your voice. I don't sleep, lay awake instead, alone on your side of the bed until you're walking in my sleep again and I pray the nightmare never ends. that don't mean that you shouldn't call if you feel like it at all. I'd love to hear your voice, love to hear your voice lights are off and he's not around do you think of me at all? When you're sending me away, I'll be sending out maydays, and counting rosaries. And if I fall into the blue, I will always think of you, when the phone doesn't ring
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:17 am | |
| Lyrics to Fed Up : Nikki had the wildest of hearts And a story that'll tear you apart She's got her father's eyes and his credit card Nikki had the wildest of hearts
Living in the town was a drag The more you shrunk the more you sank She said we may as well sleep in body bags Living in the town was a drag
There was trouble ready to begin Pressure rising up again There was a bad idea at an ATM There was trouble ready to begin
We climb to the roof to watch the drag race sunset Beneath the power lines It's car's first, it's dust tonight Before the vampires come alive
And she's screaming
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? Holding out for the wishing well To pull us from the wreck Stand up, stand up We won't be the faded ones Another silhouette Is anyone else gettin' sick?
We were doused and ready to ignite Out on the time bomb summer night We were hooked by then to the other side Waiting to ignite
There was trouble ready to begin We were radiating heat again There were some bad ideas at the ATM There's no chance for recovering
And she's screaming
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? Holding out for the wishing well To pull us from the wreck Stand up, stand up We'll be the faded ones Another silhouette Is anyone else getting sick?
We were raised in the good old ways on the newest lines Fast talk, cable boxed, fossilized And Nicole said nights like this There's not a pulse in this ghost town Now the power has burned up And the trapping got closed down
We climb to the roof to watch the drag race sunset Beneath the power lines It's car's first, it's dust tonight Before the vampires come alive (x2)
And she's screaming
Wake up, is anyone else getting fed up? Holding out for the wishing well To pull us from the wreck Stand up, stand up We'll be the faded ones Another silhouette Is anyone else getting sick?
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:17 am | |
| Lyrics to Dead Street : There's a lightning under the ceiling Every struck kid looking for a feeling Is gonna raise a cup When the moon is up Because there's nothing else here to do She has a parked cab Begging to leave this With a bar tab bigger than Jesus And a reason for every bullet hole in the Plot laid out for her All the strung-out kids on Dead Street Gave her directions and a fix She's got money left for a ticket out She'd rather drink 'till she don't exist
Everybody knows That there's no way out of here Everybody's trying but we just can't leave We got pushed about And the end's not what it seems Packing our bags to kiss it goodbye In our wildest dreams In our wildest dreams In our wildest dreams
They give you TV To buy what they sell you They give you Bibles To do what they tell you Until the skin and bones Of a programmed home Are the only things to control Between the schools and the factories There's a hidden path that you can't see One by one they keep turning up They've got a new life here in store And all the red lights took the night off As the streets lay bored again The old theaters and churches pray for the Wrecking ball to swing
Everybody knows That there's no way out of here Everybody's trying but we just can't leave We got pushed about And the end's not worth the means Packing our bags to kiss it goodbye In our wildest dreams In our wildest dreams In our wildest dreams
So how are we gonna carry this ahead Before their trite defeated eyes I think they'd rather bury us instead Under these dark and defeated skies We hang like question marks at the end Of every dream I'd rather be a fugitive Than die here in between
Everybody knows That there's no way out of here Everybody's trying but we just can't leave We got pushed about And the end's not what it seems Packing our bags to kiss it goodbye In our wildest dreams
Everybody knows That there's no way out of here (Not what it seems) Everybody's trying, trying but we just can't leave (Not worth the means means) We got pushed about And the end's not worth the means Packing our bags to kiss it goodbye In our wildest dreams In our wildest dreams Dreams In our wildest dreams Dreams In our wildest dreams Dreams In our wildest Dreams Dreams
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:18 am | |
| Lyrics to Charissa : Turn it up and meet me tonight under the avalanche; with all the cops and robber out there, we dont stand a chance. Motorbikes run wild when lights turn, this car soars alive. The black sidewalks push and fight, but we've got each other tonight Charissa, I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna let you down Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now. And so the kids get smashed and throw fists- so dangerous. And if they do got something to say, well, it's not making sense. The bomb is wired to break the silence, before the avalanche. With all the cops and neighbors out there, we don't stand a chance. You sleep much better when I'm not around; Charissa, I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna let you down Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close Not friends with the President, maybe I don't know the Pope Sure not making a fortune selling your daddy's dope I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close Not friends with the President, baby I don't know the Pope I'm just trying to make you a fortune and ripping off the Ramones I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close you sleep much better when I'm not around I don't wanna hurt you I don't wanna let you down Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now Charissa I don't wanna hurt you I don't wanna let you down Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now.
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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: AM Taxi Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:18 am | |
| Lyrics to Champagne Toast : New years came and went again; I promised I would change But I put all my words in a glass And made them go away quaratine with live t.v. watching times square kiss countdown til ashtrays commdeered and cold air conferences I don't need a champagne toast keep it for someone with a shred of hope that'll hold you and be there cause you know I won't someone deserves you and you know I don't; I'm sorry I walked up to North Avenue past St. Peter and Paul it can seem long when you're alone, but it never seemed so cold took back all my gifts for this; hallowed be thy name I can't smoke anywhere anymore, but nothing else has changed I don't need a champagne toast keep it for someone with a shred of hope that'll hold you and be there cause you know I won't someone deserves you and you know I don't; I'm sorry I don't need a champagne toast keep it for someone with a shred of hope that'll hold you and be there cause you know I won't someone deserves you and you know I don't; I'm sorry BNSF railway can never take me far enough away not tonight, tonight I don't need a champagne toast (3x) keep it for someone with a shred of hope that'll hold you and be there cause you know I won't He deserves you and you know I don't; I'm sorry New years came and went again promised I would change
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