dieser eintrag wurde angelegt von ...oliver... - 30. Oktober 2003 um 12:25:14 MEZ

song of the day: a perfect circle - the noose

so glad to see you well overcome and completely silent now with heavens help you cast your demons out and not to pull your halo down around your neck and tug you off your cloud but I'm more than just curious how you're planning to go about making your amends to the dead ... to the dead recall the deeds as if they're all someone elses atrocious stories now you stand reborn before us all so glad to see you well and not to pull your halo down around your neck and tug you to the ground but I'm more than just curious how you're planning to go about making your amends to the dead ... to the dead with your halo slipping down your halo's slipping your halo's slipping down your halo's slipping down your halo's slipping down (repeated) your halo's slipping down to choke you now lyrics vom aktuellen album - thirteenth step

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dieser eintrag wurde angelegt von ...oliver... - 29. Oktober 2003 um 16:44:40 MEZ

song of the day: thursday - this song is brought to you by a falling bomb

do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky? do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard, setting off the car alarms as it passes by? do you hear the static of one thousand detuned radios? shut the window, love. keep the world outside. I don't want to think about anyone but the footsteps are getting louder, drowning out the sound of the rain, as it knocks on the windowsill. I'm not answering the phone -- let it ring. lately I've been feeling like a falling bomb. the ground is getting closer and the sky is falling down. this song has been brough to you by a falling bomb. sehr schönes pianostück vom neuen album 'war all the time'

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dieser eintrag wurde angelegt von ...oliver... - 28. Oktober 2003 um 17:54:56 MEZ

beijing (too many people)

if you look at it the right way // you're not twisted // you're holding // you try so hard to push it away // it was always in the right place // your shaded heart, cool and colored // your image bleeds oceans // two arms grown close and pulled away // we will all bleed in the right shades of too many people // too many people, so many people in this world // oil, canvas color // paint me a picture, tonight // you stand there i'm so afraid // you said you knew me // and i know what goes on when you're away // it's the one place to lose me // in too many people // too many people, so many people in this world // oil, canvas color // paint me a picture tonight // (around running around) song and lyrics by elliott on album 'song in the air'

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dieser eintrag wurde angelegt von herbstkind - 28. November 2002 um 14:21:09 MEZ

Lyrics: Thursday - Jet Black New Year

Jet Black New Year Don't even take a breath. The air is cut with cyanide. In honor of the New Year. The press gives us cause to celebrate. These air raid sirens Flood barbed wire skylines. By artificial night. As we sleep to burn the red From our bloodless lives. Tonight we're all time bombs on fault lines. Have we lost everything now? We're walking like each other's ghosts Around these silent streets (the sedatives tell you everything is alright) Like calendars dying at New Year's Eve parties. As we kiss hard on the lips And swear this year will be better than the last. Jet Black - the ink that spells your name. Jet Black - the blood that's in your veins. We say, "How long can we take this chance not to celebrate?" There's music playing But we dance to the beat Of our own black hearts And draw diagrams Of suicide on each other's wrists, Then trace them with razorblades. Fire to Flames. "Strike Match." Burn those words from our lips As 'The Dagger' screams. "Love is dead," and it's a "newspaper tragedy." Have we lost what we love? Have we said everything? Does it change anything? Stare at the clock. Avoid at all costs, This emptiness. Ten seconds left until midnight. nine chances to drown ourselves in black hair dye. eight faces turned away from the shock: seven windows and six of them were locked. five stories falling forever and ever. three cheers to the mirror. now there are two of us. Can we have one last dance? How long can we take this chance not to celebrate life?

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dieser eintrag wurde angelegt von herbstkind - 11. August 2002 um 14:58:56 MESZ

coldplay - in my place

in my place, in my place, were lines that i couldn't change, i was lost, oh yeah. i was lost, i was lost, crossed lines i shouldn't have crossed, i was lost, oh yeah. yeah, how long must you wait for him? yeah, how long must you pay for him? yeah, how long must you wait for him? i was scared, i was scared, tired and underprepared, but i wait for you. if you go, if you go, leaving me here on my own, well i wait for you. yeah, how long must you wait for him? yeah, how long must you pay for him? yeah, how long must you wait for him? please, please, please, come on and sing to me, to me, me. come on and sing it out, out, out. come on and sing it now, now, now. come on and sing it. in my place, in my place, were lines that i couldn't change, i was lost, oh yeah. oh yeah. ... A Rush Of Blood To The Head - noch 3 Wochen ...

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