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Everyday is a day that I can say
I keep my head above the waves

The news I just received
So shamelessly deceived
The truth just seems to hurt
A little more and more

I guess it all depends
The stupid life and stupid friends
Are you asking me to leave

The beauty I have seen I cannot keep
It seems the more I dream
The less I want to sleep

And then I go
All alone I'll have you know
It's only yours but even so
You can save my life again

Claw away circuits break
Multiply your worst mistake
As we complicate the end

Am I just giving up
Do I just sing for sound
Too smart too sick
Too weak to settle down

Lies just cut and paste
The sharp and bitter taste
God and I don't talk much anymore

The hopeless hearts
Rules that we can steal
We have more hurt inside
Than we could ever feel

Well I wonder
All alone I'll have you know
It's only yours but even so
You can save my life again

Claw away circuits break
Multiply your worst mistake
As we complicate the end

Dream of glass and window sills
Sea of alcohol and pills
And I wonder if you could save my life

You say you don't want to live
Is there nothing I can give
To help you sleep tonight
Glee fucked this song up. The original is the only way to go.

"Yeah, yeah,
I'm up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever.
I'm the new Sinatra and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere.

I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whippin' pastry

Crusin' down 8th street, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me, I'm up at Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me.

Say what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tai
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high-fives
Nigga, I be spiked out. I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from...

New York. Concrete jungle that dreams are made of.
There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York.
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you. Lets hear it for New York,
New York,
New York.

Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game.
Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can.
You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though
But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique, though

Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we're sellin' rock.
Afrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip hop.
Yellow cab, Gypsy cab, Dollar cab, holla back.
For foreigners that ain't fifty, they act like they forgot how to act.

Eight million stories out there and they're naked.
City's a pity, half of ya'll won't make it.
Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"
If Jesus playin' Lebron, I'm playin' Dwyane Wade

Three dice, Cee-lo, three card Monte
Labor Day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade
Love live the Kingdom, I'm from the Empire State that's...

New York. Concrete jungle that dreams are made of.
There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York.
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you. Lets hear it for New York,
New York,
New York.

Lights is blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quick
The sidelines is blind with casualties
Who sippin' life casually then gradually become worse

Don't bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the In crowd,
Now you're in style. End of the winter gets cold,
En Vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim
Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them.

Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out
Everybody ride her, just like a bus route
Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin
And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church ends

Came here for school, graduated to the high life.
Ball players, rap stars addicted to the limelight
MDMA got you feelin' like a champion
The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien

New York. Concrete jungle that dreams are made of.
There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York.
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you. Lets hear it for New York,
New York,
New York.

One hand in the air for the big city.
Street lights, big dreams all lookin' pretty.
No place in the world can compare.
Throw your lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

In New York. Concrete jungle that dreams are made of.
There's nothing you can't do now you're in New York.
These streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you. Lets hear it for New York,
New York,
New York."
Bjork, The Hyperballad by chucho 10-10-10 01:05
We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like:
Car parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around

It's become a habit
A way
To start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

It's early morning
No one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks

When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

"I never meant to be the one to let you down.
If anything I thought I saw myself going first.
I didn't know how to stick around.
How to see anybody but me be gettin' hurt.

I keep remembering the summer night.
And the conversation breaking up the mood.
I didn't wanna tell you, you were right.
Like the season changing, oh, I felt it too.

Does anybody know?
How to hold my heart?
How to hold my heart,
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon.
I wanna tell you so before the sun goes dark.
How to hold my heart.
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you.

I'm not the kind to try to tell you lies.
But the truth is you've been hiding from it too.
I see the end sneaking in behind your eyes.
Saying things no words could ever do.

Does anybody know?
How to hold my heart?
How to hold my heart,
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon.
I wanna tell you so before the sun goes dark.
How to hold my heart.
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you.

Is anybody listening?
Cause I'm crying,
Is anybody listening?

Does anybody know?
How to hold my heart?
How to hold my heart,
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon.
I wanna tell you so before the sun goes dark.
How to hold my heart.
Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you."



I broke free on a Saturday morning
I put the pedal to the floor
headed north on mills avenue
and listened to the engine roar

my broken house behind me
and good things ahead
a girl named Cathy
wants a little of my time
six cylinders underneath the hood
crashing and kicking
aha!
listen to the engine whine

i am going to make it through this year
if it kills me
i am going to make it though this year
if it kills me

i played video games in a drunken haze
i was seventeen years young
hurt my knuckles punching the machines
the taste of scotch rich on my tongue

and then Cathy showed up
and we hung out
trading swigs from a bottle
all bitter and clean
locking eyes
holding hands
twin high maintenance machines

i am going to make it through this year
if it kills me
i am going to make it though this year
if it kills me

i drove home in the California dusk
i could feel the alcohol inside of me hum
pictured the look on my stepfather's face
ready for the bad things to come
i down shifted
as i pulled into the driveway
the motor screaming out
stuck in second gear
the scene ends badly
as you might imagine
in a cavalcade of anger and fear

there will be feasting and dancing
in Jerusalem next year

i am going to make it through this year
if it kills me
i am going to make it though this year
if it kills me
Jawbreaker - Million by max 08-02-10 11:12


Would that you could touch this angel in a clutch of snakes.
Oh pretty, pretty, I'm aflame.
So excited, so unslept.
Somewhat littered, so unswept.
You have to sleep before you wake.
I am spilled and poured.
I am peeled and cored.
I am hanging from the floor.
Flicker like a freak through a sleepless week
In a black cell of forever.
There's a point to this.
A point I think I often miss.
Oh clever, clever, where's your heart?
You can turn a phrase until it reads a million ways.
It makes no sense but it's as good as it is sad.
I am sad, elated.
I am segregated.
There's this stitching and it's itching.
All my friends are dead.
Asleep in distant beds.
At least these enemies stay close.
Take me to the pretty ones.
I want to be a pretty one.
Sign me to a nice girl so she can ruin me eternally.
They offered me a million bucks.
All I want's a steady fuck.
Oh steady, steady, where are you?
Channel surf a sea of static,
See the prize but you can't have it.
There's something thankless in a wish fulfilled.
I am thrilled and bored.
I am unskilled, adored.
All of both and none of one.
I would kill for more.
I haven't killed before.
I could set this heart on stun.
Take me to the pretty ones.
I want to be original.
Sign me to a nice girl so I can sing her something meaningful.
In my perfect world I'd be signed to a nice girl.
It would cost one million kisses.


She'd a bruise so black they watched it fade through the full spectrum of colours.
They kept it like a pet, a private joke; they told no others.
And how the tissue repaired, and how it turned to yellow
And she found it disgusting, 'cause it didn't match her clothing.
He said "that's not yellow, it's golden".

Walk out onto yr front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

The promised they'd be best of friends from now until forever,
But both were far too needy not to fall for the other.
And how the frequent public displays of sisterly affection,
Left her feeling safe, left him with an erection.

Walk out onto yr front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

Her body barely visible, as bleach white as the bedsheets.
As stiff as starched, only perceptible as her middle was still branded
With a heat rash, in the perfect shape of the Show Me State.
Yr come on lines sound disastrous; noise more foreboding than volcano or earthquake.

Walk out onto yr front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

Letter from me to Charlotte;
"They appropriated everything we ever loved, and dressed it up in quotations and fluff.
And I had a dream: [though said with hands in pocket, I mean it hand on heart]
You held a gun to his head, pressed your thumbs to her throat".
In these letters. Letters from me to Charlotte.

Walk out onto yr front lawn and face into the rain,
Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.
i am a pirate by swift 07-22-10 20:38


its 3 am - sippin on a vault and chewing on pizza
getting these warez down nerd life preacher
im the warez loder pleased to meet ya
whos the buccaneer with the gangsta features
yea thats me thats the nerd life creature ill delete ya
comin up my internet disrespecting please ill eat ya (please ill eat ya)
lawsuits im duckin check a distro reduced to nothin
torrent stuffin fake seeds up on these zds with that hyphy buzz

defend and attack - root a new box smash that stack
bot that bitch double u c stat
got encoders and loaders on that
new batman telesync ir chat
top sight sighted loaded and moded kernel noded
cracks i wrote em keygen got a pen take down this sn cuz the copy paste is frozen
just a day in the life of a pirate what you know about that hot new virus
got a date just to kick some privates seedin that new miley cyrus

im a rapper i steal music got a server i abuse it
some say im a top gun drop some bombs on a track cause i tom cruise it
sp thats me im a sick mc got a crew in the news
spamtec on attack on the mic thats a wrap so get up and cop that booze

i am a pirate i am a i am a
i am a pirate
you walk the plank
i am a pirate i am a i am a
i am a pirate
smoke and i drank

i fixated on avoiding getting raided getting faded making pages
ages past i grab en masse get the warez and the hacks grab pipes and blast
master mason in the making makin bacon watch me go and hack and fake em
they dont have the means to make it happen hack a box and keep on rapping
versatile in rapping im the captain man the mast and rap it fast
shoot the cannon thats the plan and ima hit the island ima grab the stash
pirate i fire it musket to socket firewall set up on the bot to block it
little rudimentary but its all in beta see so it aint even fair to knock it

skills are honed im boning out if i ever catch a whiff
of the fbi up on my hard drive just press control r shift
dod wipe my disc warez movies and anigifs its clean unanimous
rdps that im spamming with and my spamming lists burns up like cannibis
sorry bout my ratio yea i hate to go but the feds never late to go
always on time when it comes time to bust hackers and crackers on tracks you know
grab the scabbard all that matters is we get away
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum and the pirates here to stay

i am a pirate i am a i am a
i am a pirate
you walk the plank
i am a pirate i am a i am a
i am a pirate
smoke and i drank

smoke drink hack a computer
drink smoke first person shooter
smoke drink hack a computer
drink smoke first person shooter
The Pixies-Cactus by chucho 07-16-10 22:42
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?

I miss your kissin' and I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet and send it to me

I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
So spill your breakfast and drip your wine
Just wear that dress when you dine

P. I. X. I. E. S.

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore

Then she says
Why...?
If you patient why not dress like one?
Then she says
Why can't I sleep?
Between...and white sheets for three days
and sink down deeper than dreams
Oh, I'd love that
I'd be a mineral deposit
A ball of mica inside a rock
I'd be a mineral deposit
A ball of mica inside a rock
Then there'd be no whistles, no radios
No screens
Then there'd be no whistles, no radios
No screens
Then she says
Why...?
If you patient why not dress like one?
Then she says
Why can't I sleep?
Between...and white sheets for three days
and sink down deeper than dreams
What could I say to that?
What could I say to that?
What could I say to that?
What could I say to that?
What could I say to that?
What could I say to that?
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