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I wish that someone would hold me
Wrap their arms around a shrinking somebody Comfort comes and ease me till the morning Whispered words of sanctuary.
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Quote:
"How could this happen to me?" Dead Trees and Traffic Islands "No you never kissed me, never felt anything for me" Sepia "Everyone asks what's wrong, but what's right?" "Prison, it's only four walls but sometimes the mind is the smallest prison of all" Too Cold Here "The past is so beautiful, the future like a corpse in snow" "With you I never felt more alone" Condemned to Rock n Roll. "I will not beg because this is how I am" Marlon JD (Had this sprayed on my O2 gig shirt) I'm sure I'll think of more and kick myself!
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#108
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Just an ambulance at the bottom of a cliff.
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#109
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Off the top of my head, these uns:
"If you really care wash the feet of a beggar" "I would prefer no choice One bread, one milk, one food, that's all" "White liberal hates slavery Needs Thai labour to clean his home" "My dilemma but not my choice Winston Churchill can you hear my voice Melodrama there in my kitchen sink Double vision the way it is"
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Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment
Can anyone make a difference anymore, can anyone write a protest song? There's nothing nice in my head, the adult world took it all away. Leper cult disciples of a stillborn Christ Remember ethnic cleansing in the Highlands? No-one says a thing in the middle of England. I'm talking rubbish to cover up the cracks, an empty vessel who can't make contact. You keep giving me your free air miles, what would I give, just for one of your smiles?
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If I can't scream like a banshee and tell jokes and quote Monty Python and organize backrub circles and put Twizzlers in my soda and giggle freely, I don't want to be part of your Revolution. |
#111
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my idea of love comes from a childhood glimpse of porn
silence is not sacrifice cruxifiction is the easy life at least a baten god knows how to lie here chewing your tail is joy present to be afraid and cold of mummy whats a sex pistol 21 years of living and nothing means anything to me too many lyrics to mention. could not say one line only! |
#112
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Did anyone mention "There's nothing I wanna see, there's nowhere I wanna go"? What a perfect way to end an album.
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I fuck arses. Who fucks arses? Maybe he fucks arses! |
#113
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lovers wrapped inside each other lies
no thoughts to forget when we were children I am all the things that you regret
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With nothing but memories... |
#114
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brain
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#115
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dead
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#116
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motherfuckers?
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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron 'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield) "Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson |
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