QUOTE (HomicidalSuicide @ Jun 8 2004, 04:35 PM)
Otep - Blood Pig
eye'm sorry
eye'm ugly
all that i am
and i can never live up
eye'm failing
eye'm angry
afraid of the ways
they pretend to be us
its fuct up
eye'm different
wurdz remain
my only escape
art saves
all of me
evolving
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm so afraid
and now you're walking away
eye'm so ashamed
and now you're walking away!!
(voodoo spell)
[II.]
my mistake
was trusting you
blood pigs
with creating my fate
with poetry
and suffering
i cannibalized
every ounce of my pain
eye'm still afraid
everyday
these greedy worms
- they devour my plagues
eye'm not your slave
eye'm conquering
you see me rise
& now you're walking away!!!
eye'm not ashamed!
and now you're walking away!
eye'm not afraid!
and now you're walking away!!
[bridge & tunnel]
you can't hurt me anymore
you can't hurt me anymore
fed from the wound from
which we were bled
vomiting filth in
our soft cave heads
chewing on tissue,
tendon and fat
destroying the things
they do not understand!
tyrant.
betrayer.
parasite.
traitor!!
....and still u feed them
....and still u need them
eye'm sorry
eye'm ugly
dangerous
can't describe it enough
eye'm failing
eye'm angry
i use my fear
to empower my hate
eye'm fuct up
eye'm different
wurdz remain
my only escape
art saves
all of me
evolving
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm not ashamed
and now you're walking away
eye'm not afraid
and now you're walking away!
and now you're walking away!
and now you're walking away
and now you're walking away
(voodoo spell)
my mistake!
was trusting you!
blood pigs -
with creating my fate!
with poetry
and suffering
i cannibalized....
every ounce of my pain
eye'm still afraid everyday
u still suckle my plagues
eye'm not your fucking slave
so why you walking away?
blood pig!
why you walking away?
Awesome song!!!
Blue Monday-O.rgyHow does it feel to treat me like you do
When you've laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me
How do I feel tell me now
How do I feel
How does it feel?
How should I feel?
Tell me how does it feel?
To treat me like you do
Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They'll turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes
I'd be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me now
How should I feel
Now I stand here waiting...
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
when your heart grows cold
How does it feel?
How should I feel?
Tell me how does it feel?
To treat me like you do
Memory-from CatsDaylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun
River And The Highway-Pam TillisShe follows the path of least resistance
She doesn't care to see the mountain top.
She twists and turns with no regard to distance.
She never comes to a stop.
As she rolls, she's a river.
Where she goes, time will tell.
Heaven knows, he can't go with her.
And she rolls, all by herself.
And she rolls, all by herself.
He's headed for a single destination.
He doesn't care what's standing in his path.
He's a line between two points of separation.
He ends just where it says to on the map.
As he rolls, he's a highway.
Where he goes, time will tell.
Heaven knows, she can't go with him.
And he rolls, all by himself.
And he rolls, all by himself.
But every now and then,
He offers her a shoulder.
Every now and then
She overflows.
Every now and then
A bridge crosses over.
It's a moment, every lover knows.
As she rolls (and he rolls)
She's a river (he's a highway)
Where she goes (where he goes)
Time will tell.
Heaven knows,
She can't go with him (he can't go with her)
And she rolls
All by herself
And he rolls
All by himself.
Fare the well...
one last 1:
Homeward Looking Angel-Pam TillisShe saw the ragged edge of nowhere from a fast moving train
Watched the scenery fly by with a fever in her brain
Seemed like a good time at the time, rolling down that track
Now the only thing she wants is a one-way ticket back
She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired
Her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired
And that girl looking back in the mirror, Lord, made such a mess of things
And she's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings
Soon as she can find her wings
She's so very hungry for a piece of Mama's pie
Served up on Grandma's china after church on Sunday night
Oh, now Papa's probably turning out the lights and heading up the stairs
And the wayward child he never talks about still turns up in his prayers
She's a homeward looking angel and she must be feeling mighty tired
Her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired
And that girl looking back in the mirror, Lord, made such a mess of things
And she's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings
There's a road ahead and a road behind
All roads lead to home this time
She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired
She went gunning for glory but her bullets all misfired
And that girl looking back in the mirror, Lord, made such a mess of things
And she's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings
Soon as she can find her wings
Homeward looking angel