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Frm the song 'Bad Obsession' that I took my username frm -

I used to be wasted, always trying to take it, take it down into my vein
I call the doctor, he's just another who says I'm sick in the brain
He says 'U ain't special, so who ya fooling, don't try & give me a line'
But I can't stop thinking bout doing it one more time
But I've already left u & ur better off left behind
 
Who the fuck is Heather?

Once upon a time there were four girls. And they were the most beautiful girls in the whole world. And their name was Heather.

They wasn't thinking when they let you sashay off the show
If they was judging right they never would have let you go
They didn't know talent
They was trippin'
Kool-Aid sippin'
They was listening to Michelle
And all the fandom had to suffer here with out your look
No "Henny, this", no "Henny, that", was so unwatchable
So they didn't crown you
And they wouldn't crown me
Gurl, they'll crown anything
I've never felt
The feelings I've been feeling ever since they made that choice
How dare they tell you that your red outfit was not couture
Oh, what I wouldn't give to have you back for next season
'Cause Stacy

When you left I lost some good TV
I'm still mad 'bout season three
Come back, Henny, please
'Cause who the fuck is Heather?
Who else gon' shake it, shake it, oh, yeah, yeah, non-stop?
Who else gon' eat the meat to the bone and still look cunt?
Who gon' rep the Backswamp, North Carolina?
'Cause, Henny, Henny, who the fuck is Heather?

I can't sleep at night
Henny's all in my mind
Manilla's on the radio
Sing to me "hot couture-ure-ure-ure-ure-ure-ure-ure"
Wait a minute, this is too cheap
(too cheap)
I gotta change the station
So I go online, scrolling Raja's page
See Delta still serving face
I'm watching clips of you and your glorious rack
No shade to Carmen Carrera, bring them big boobies back
I'm downing fistfulls of my m&ms
Throwing shade, crying, tryna figure out what they sent you home for
Got a red velvet from the store
I lay your picture by my bedside
'Cause Stacy

When you left I lost some good TV
Gave me life on season three
Come back, Henny, please
'Cause who the fuck is Heather?
Who else gon' shake it, shake it, oh, yeah, yeah, non-stop?
Who else gon' eat the meat to the bone and still look cunt?
Who gon' rep the Backswamp, North Carolina?
Oh, Henny, Henny, who the fuck is Heather?
'Cause STACY

When I left you fucked up season three
Need me back on your TV
Come back, Henny, please
'Cause who the fuck is Heather?
I'm gonna shake it, shake it, oh, yeah, yeah, non-stop
I'm gonna eat the meat to the bone and still look cunt
Tyra was okay, but my Monique was better
Oh, Henny, Henny, who the fuck is Heather?
 


The beast defeat of the East elite
Gave poisonous treats to the innocent priest
All alone with his tweets
Recycled from the pageantry of forever creeps
Gallantry, guaranteed, chivalry, pig disease
Clergy sleaze, on their knees, begging please
For his own reprieve

All the things you don't say
The gift of truth pushed me away
All the things you did say
Never mattered anyway
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Yeah man

Crippled old dog lost in the fog
Stumbling through the speeches that
Preaches on the blog
Pretty bride, deicide, great divide, classified
Winning by a landslide
What a ride

Everything you don't say
Never mattered anyway
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man, oh man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man, oh man, oh man
Yeah man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Ha ha ha ha
Who's laughing now, man
Yeah man
Yeah man
Yeah man
Yeah man

Songwriters: Alice Cooper / Anthony Joseph Perry / Johnny Depp

 
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Not A Pearl (Not yet a Raja)

I used to think I was a Violet Chachki
But now I know I'm more of a fucking stank Trixie Mattel
Compare and contrast all us f****ts
Just don't come up in our eyes
(it burns)
I'm not a Pearl
(not a Pearl, not a Pearl)
Not yet a Raja
(not yet a Raja)
We're just pigs in wigs
Searching for some gigs
'Til we transition
I'm not a Pearl

Kevin Aviance got a new hip
And Lady Bunny
Still sucks cock for coin above 125th
(oh)
Jiggly Caliente got new toofs
Alyssa Edwards a whore
But they're not no Pearls
(not Pearls)
They sure ain't Raja's
(not a Pearl Liaison)
Trinity K, no way
Ongina, Delta, Jade
Alaska and Latrice
They're not no Pearls
Dress up like women for money
Drink tickets and a bump
To wrong to Flazada - those nudes
She got piece!

I'm not a Pearl
I'm not a Pearl don't tell me what I should do
(not yet a Raja)
Willam fists on stage and does some butt-chugging, too
See Sonique do flips
Akashia goes and trips
Detox, Glasscock and Milk
They're not no Pearls
(not Pearls)
(Bianca Rio)
Not yet a Raja
Raja Gemini
(that's the last name on facebook)
You just tuck your balls
Prey World of Wonder calls
Then go on a "vacay"
I'm not a Pearl

Just call me Caitlyn
 
Everyone's a Little Bit Racist

PRINCETON
Say, Kate, can I ask you a question?
KATE MONSTER
Sure!
PRINCETON
Well, you know Trekkie Monster upstairs?
KATE MONSTER
Uh huh!
PRINCETON
Well, he's Trekkie Monster, and you're Kate Monster.
KATE MONSTER
Right.
PRINCETON
You're both Monsters.
KATE MONSTER
Yeah.
PRINCETON
Are you two related?
KATE MONSTER
What! Princeton I'm surprised at you! I find that racist!
PRINCETON
Oh, well, I'm sorry! I was just asking.
KATE MONSTER
Well, it's a touchy subject. No, not all Monsters are related.
What are you trying to say, huh? --
That we all look the same to you? Huh, huh, huh?
PRINCETON
No, no, no, not at all. I'm sorry, I guess that was a little racist.
KATE MONSTER
I should say so. You should be much more careful when you're
Talking about the sensitive subject of race.
PRINCETON
Well, look who's talking!
KATE MONSTER
What do you mean?
PRINCETON
What about that special Monster School you told me about?
KATE MONSTER
What about it?
PRINCETON
Could someone like me go there?
KATE MONSTER
No, we don't want people like you --
PRINCETON
You see?!
You're a little bit racist.
KATE MONSTER
Well, you're a little bit, too.
PRINCETON
I guess we're both a little bit racist.
KATE MONSTER
Admitting it is not an easy thing to do...
PRINCETON
But I guess it's true
KATE MONSTER
Between me and you, I think
BOTH
Everyone's a little bit
Racist, sometimes.
Doesn't mean we go around committing
Hate crimes.
Look around and
You will find,
No one's really
Color-blind.
Maybe it's a fact
We all should face.
Everyone makes
Judgments...
Based on race.
PRINCETON
Not big judgments, like who to hire or who to buy a newspaper from --
KATE MONSTER
No!
PRINCETON
No, just little judgments like thinking that Mexican busboys
Should learn to speak goddamn English!
KATE MONSTER
Right!
BOTH
Everyone's a little
Bit racist -- today,
So, everyone's a little
Big racist -- okay!
Ethnic jokes might
Be uncouth,
But you laugh because
They're based on truth.
Don't take them as
Personal attacks.
Everyone enjoys them --
So relax!
PRINCETON
All right, stop me if you've heard this one.
There's a plane going down and there's only one parachute.
And there's a rabbi, a priest...
KATE MONSTER
... and a BLACK guy!
GARY COLEMAN
Whatchoo talkin' about Kate?
KATE MONSTER
Uh --
GARY COLEMAN
You were telling a BLACK joke!
PRINCETON
Well, sure, Gary, but lost of people tell black jokes...
GARY COLEMAN
I don't.
PRINCETON
Well, of course you don't -- you're black!
But I bet you tell Polack jokes, right?
GARY COLEMAN
Well, sure I do. Those stupid Polacks!
PRINCETON
Don't you think that's a little racist?
GARY COLEMAN
Well, damn, I guess you're right.
KATE MONSTER
You're a little bit racist.
GARY COLEMAN
Well, you're a little bit, too.
PRINCETON
We're all a little bit racist.
GARY COLEMAN
I think that I would have to agree with you.
PRINCETON & KATE MONSTER
We're glad you do.
GARY COLEMAN
It's sad, but true!
Everyone's a little bit racist -- all right!
Bigotry has never been exclusively white --
ALL
If we all could
Just admit
That we are racist
A little bit,
Even though we all
Know that it's wrong,
Maybe it would help
Us get along!
PRINCETON
Christ, do I feel good!
GARY COLEMAN
Now there was a fine upstanding black man!
PRINCETON
Who?
GARY COLEMAN
Jesus Christ!
KATE MONSTER
But Gary, Jesus was white!
GARY COLEMAN
No, Jesus was black.
KATE MONSTER
No, Jesus was white!
GARY COLEMAN
No, I'm pretty sure Jesus was black!
PRINCETON
Guys -- Jesus was Jewish!
BRIAN
Hey guys, what are you laughing about?
GARY COLEMAN
Racism!
BRIAN
Cool.
CHRISTMAS EVE
Brian! You come back here! You take out lecycuraburs!
PRINCETON
What's that mean?
BRIAN
Um. Recyclables.
Hey, don't laugh at her! How many languages do you speak?
KATE MONSTER
Oh, come off it, Brian!
Everyone's a little bit racist.
BRIAN
I'm not!
PRINCETON
Oh, no?
BRIAN
Nope! How many oriental wives have you got?
CHRISTMAS EVE
What? Brian!
PRINCETON
Brian, buddy,
Where you been?
The term is Asian-American!
CHRISTMAS EVE
I know you are
No intending to be,
But calling me
Oriental -- offensive to me!
BRIAN
I'm sorry honey, I love you.
CHRISTMAS EVE
And I love you.
BRIAN
But you're racist, too.
CHRISTMAS EVE
Yes, I know.
The Jews have all
The money
And the whites have
All the power
And I'm always in
Taxi-cab with driver
Who no shower!
PRINCETON
Me too!
KATE MONSTER
Me too!
GARY COLEMAN
I can't even get a taxi!
ALL
Everyone's a little bit
Racist, it's true.
But everyone is just about
As racist as you!
If we all could just admit
That we are racist a little bit,
And everyone
Stopped being so P.C.,
Maybe we could
Live in -- harmony!
CHRISTMAS EVE
Ev'lyone's a ritter bit lacist!
 
Finest Girl (Fucked Bin Laden)

Finest girl I ever met in my whole life
Want to take her home, make her my wife
Knew she was a freak when she started talking
She said, "Fuck me like we fucked Bin Laden"
(ooh, whoa)
That girl was freak
She said she wanted me to fuck her harder than the military
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
She wanted to fuck me harder than the US government
Fucked Bin Laden
Uh, she was a freaky kind of girl
Kept up with current events from all around the world
More specifically, one event
The time Osama Bin Laden got shot in the head
She said, "Do me like that"
But I couldn't track the metaphor
That said, I can see you horny like a Stegosaur
That said, again your request is so irregular
She put on a beard, I started looking at the exit door
Then a turban, then a tunic
She said, "Invade my cave with your special unit"
I said, "He wasn't in a cave", but there was no stopping
She demanded that I fuck her like we
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
She wanted to fuck me harder than the US government
Fucked Bin Laden
This girl requested intercourse to bring her to climax
With the clinical efficiency of the assassination of Bin Laden
You're harboring a fugitive (that ass)
And my justice will be punitive (I'ma smash)
Night-vision, they can see us through my GoPro
She tried to negotiate, I said that's a no-no
Now I'm creeping in her bedroom like go-go
She tells me to go low, then looks down and says I gotta
"Terrorize that pussy"
"Gotta terrorize that pussy"
So I did it, improvise some crazy shit
Seal Team 69 sexecuting the hit
She said, "You've finished me off, now throw my body in the ocean"
I yell, "Geronimo, " then took some pictures for posting
The President called, he said "congratulations Connor"
I said, "Mr. President, to what do I owe this honor?"
He said, "Come give me the deets in the White House Garden
I gots to know how you fucked her like we"
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
Fucked Bin Laden
I still can't say that I see the appeal
But she wanted me to fuck her like we fucked Bin Laden
Oh, this girl insisted that the way we did it was merciless and exact
Just like the now world famous attack
That fucked Osama Bin Laden
 
Es Una Pasiva

Esa marica es pasiva
Grindr buscando acción
De doble penetración
Y aunque lo niegue es pasiva
Selfies siempre por detrás
Hashtag #QueBonitoAss

No-o-o-o-o
A la versatilidad
(¿Qué tal va mi español hasta ahora?)
Woooh oh oh oh ohh
Al aire va un culo más
Ni un vello verás

Es una pasiva
(pasiva)
Es una pasiva
Ni necesita saliva
(saliva)
Pa' que le entre hasta arriba

Su culo es su obsesión
Hay que enfocarse atrás
Enfrente solo es decoración
Y si se inca no es para rezar
Boca con profundidad
Jamás se va a ahogar
Oooh ooh
Sus amigas también, pasivas como él
(yes)
Woooh oh oh oh ohh
Se jura medio machín pero huele a jazmín
(Rómpeme culo)

Es una pasiva
(pasiva)
Es una pasiva
Ni necesita saliva
(saliva)
Pa'que le entre hasta arriba
Ba da da da da da bottom
Ba da da da da da bottom
Burritofication
No pico de gallo
Ba da da da da da bottom
(nada con queso)
Ba da bottom
Sloppy bottomus
Sloppy vato
La pinga gordita
Es una pasiva
(one bottom, two bottom, three Macarena)
Es una pasiva
(four bottom, five bottom, six Chaning Tatum)
(Seven bottom, eight bottom, hasta luego)
Ni necesita saliva
(one bottom, two bottom, three Macarena)
Pa' que le entre hasta arriba
(four bottom, five bottom, six Chaning Tatum)
(Seven bottom, eight bottom, hasta luego)
Ten masturbatums
Ay!
A Bidi bidi bottom
A bidi bidi bidi bidi bidi bidi bottom
A Bidi bidi bottom
A bidi bidi bidi bidi bidi bidi bottom
Seven bottom, eight bottom, hasta luego
Esa marica es pasiva
 


I'm laying my head on the ground
I'm spiraling down like a leaf
The universe spinning around
A tangle of joy and of grief

There will come a time
When I will find a way
To say what I wanted to say
To liberate night from the day
And all this will just go away

All that I know I want to show you
All that I feel I want to show you
I'm everywhere and nowhere
I'm everywhere and nowhere

I'm dancing alone to the night
A frenzied and wild exchange
A dangerous spark is alight
And willing inertia to change

Look into my eyes
And find below the pain
A fear that I cannot explain
Where all that was certain is strange
The only thing constant is change

Look into my eyes
And find below the pain
A fear that I cannot explain
Where all that was certain is strange
The only thing constant is change
 
Silicone

Somebody said my face ain't right
Half-assed boy by day, but fresh at night
There's a big ass scar upon my forehead
"It'll fade with time", that's what the doctor said
(sure)
Fuck that, I'll make myself flawless
And not just with some cosmeticals

I'm in a backroom
Falling on needles (ohh)
The cakes ain't God-given
But look how they feature (ohh)
A black market beauty
I'm not a girl, you should have known (ohh)
I'm just pumped with silicone

I'm just gonna pump myself
(yeah)
It's not fix-a-flat, this shit is top shelf
(this is not FDA approved)
My shape is plastic, it's so nice
I'll be your flotation device

I'm in a backroom
Falling on needles (ohh)
The cakes ain't God-given
But look how they feature (ohh)
A black market beauty
I'm not a girl, you should have known (Ohh)
I'm just pumped with silicone

(silicone, silicone, silicone, silicone)

So far today, had *cough* CC's
(kind of safe, mostly illegal)
Get DSLs, these dudes agree
(uh-huh)
(come on, girls, just kiss the needle)

I'm at the doctor, for a procedure (ohh)
I'm a black market beauty
Lips, waist, hips and chest, but not my nose (ohh)
I'm just pumped with silicone

I'm in a back room
Falling on needles (ohh)
The cakes ain't God-given
But look how they feature (ohh)
(they alright)
I'm not a girl, you should have known
(boys don't cry)
I'm just pumped with silicone
 
The sun is high and I'm surrounded by sand
For as far as my eyes can see
I'm strapped into a rocking chair
With a blanket all over my knees
I am a stranger to myself
And nobody knows I'm here
When I looked into my face
It wasn't myself I'd seen
But who I've tried to be
I'm thinking of things I'd hoped to forget
I'm choking to death in a sun that never sets
I clogged up my mind with perpetual greed
And turned all of my friends into enemies
And now the past has returned to haunt me
I'm scared of God and scared of hell
And I'm caving in upon myself
I'm scared of God and scared of hell
And I'm caving in upon myself
How could anyone know me
When I don't even know myself?
How could anyone know me
When I don't even know myself?
How could anyone know me
When I don't even know myself?
How could anyone know me
When I don't even know myself?
 
I'm gonna put this here even though it isn't a song. I read it before seeing it and George Carlin's linguistic skill is amazing.. The way he plays with words. He's the nightmare of any corporate or government types who spin shit. God I hope this "modern man" (and woman) somehow disappear in my lifetime 🤢





I’m a modern man, a man for the millennium. Digital and smoke free. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I’ve been up linked and downloaded, I’ve been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I’m a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art bi-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond!

I’m new wave, but I’m old school and my inner child is outward bound. I’m a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database, my database is in cyberspace, so I’m interactive, I’m hyperactive and from time to time I’m radioactive.

Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave, dodgin' the bullet and pushin' the envelope. I’m on-point, on-task, on-message and off drugs. I’ve got no need for coke and speed. I've got no urge to binge and purge. I’m in-the-moment, on-the-edge, over-the-top and under-the-radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps and run victory laps. I’m a totally ongoing big-foot, slam-dunk, rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic. A working rageaholic. Out of rehab and in denial!

I’ve got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant and a personal agenda. You can’t shut me up. You can’t dumb me down because I’m tireless and I’m wireless, I’m an alpha male on beta-blockers.

I’m a non-believer and an over-achiever, laid-back but fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home, low-rent, high-maintenance. Super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built-to-last! I’m a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case pretty maturely post-traumatic and I’ve got a love-child that sends me hate mail.

But, I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing -- a supportive, bonding, nurturing primary care-giver. My output is down, but my income is up. I took a short position on the long bond and my revenue stream has its own cash-flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports! I’m gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex. I like tough love. I use the “F” word in my emails and the software on my hard-drive is hardcore--no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini-mall; I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast-food in the slow lane. I’m toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear and I come in all sizes. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically-formulated medical miracle. I’ve been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed and, I have an unlimited broadband capacity.

I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal. Lean and mean! Cocked, locked and ready-to-rock. Rough, tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide. I’ve got glide in my stride. Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinin', jivin' and groovin', wailin' and winnin'.

I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty and lunch time is crunch time. I’m hangin' in, there ain’t no doubt and I’m hangin' tough, over and out!

--George Carlin
 
Piece of Meat (Britney Spears, but not)

I'm Miss Steak and Kidney Pie
Since I was only five
Don't matter if I'm in Dairy Queen,
I'd order beef on my ice cream
Sprinkles pork rinds on my chocolate cake
For my sweet sixteen
You want a piece of meat?
(you want a piece of meat)
I'm Miss Mad Cow Disease Mama
I'm Miss Salmonellarama
I guess I can't see the harm
In eating Barbecued llama
And with a kid on my arm
I'm still an exceptional butcher
You want a piece of meat?
(you want a piece of meat)

I'm Mrs I Don't Care if I Get Gaseous
(you want a piece of meat)
I'm Mrs Oh My God That Murdering Fascitis
(you want a piece of meat)
I'm Mrs. Extra, Textured, Delicious Skin
(You want a piece of meat?)
I'm Mrs. Leave the Fat and Gristle in
(You want a piece of meat?)

I'm Mrs. You want a piece of meat?
Fryin' and grillin' my dogs
Unless you're in line with vegans
Then help me tear this thigh off.
They hope I'll take to eating plants and seeds
And things without parents.

Now are you sure you want a piece of meat?
You want a piece of meat.
I'm Mrs. Most Likely to Go On Safari To Find Something To Eat
Taking down hippos for the ass
Giraffes for the neck meat.
No wonder there's so many endangered species I mean please.

Do you want a piece of meat?
I'm Mrs. I don't care if I get gaseous
(You want a piece of meat?)
I'm Mrs. Oh my God that murdering fascist
(You want a piece of meat?)
I'm Mrs. Extra, textured, delicious skin
(You want a piece of meat?)
I'm Mrs. Leave the fat and gristle in
(You want a piece of meat?)

Went to Brazilian buffet
Got kicked out yesterday
Had asked for some harped seal for protein
And fetus things from the Philippines

God hasn't made a creature I wouldn't devour with some franks and beans
You want a piece of meat?
You want a piece of meat...

I'm Mrs. I don't care if I get gaseous
I'm Mrs. Oh my God that murdering fascist
I'm Mrs. Extra, textured, delicious skin
I hear that human tastes just like chicken.

I'm Mrs. I don't care if I get gaseous
I'm Mrs. Oh my God that murdering fascist
I'm Mrs. Extra, textured, delicious skin
I'm Mrs. Human tastes just like chicken
You want a piece of meat?
 
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inside her tower, she’s free from harm
i’ll lock her up inside, safe and warm
she’ll sleep for winter, she’ll sleep for years
the garden’s overgrown over her tears

hide from time

i’ll grow the garden year after year
the roots dug deep, she won’t be found down here
brambles thorns will keep the boys away
she needs her sleep, she won’t play today

hide from time

i’ll keep her heart, i’ll keep it in one piece
i’ll be with her through years and years of sleep
i’ll make this moment last, i’ll beat time
be with her forever, make her mine
 
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What once did exist, now is meaningless
And doesn't it seem funny, how soon you did forget
All the words have now lost their weight
But I remember, I remember

Desperation, devastation
All I truly know
Is isolation
Self damnation
All life that I'd own
WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW!

What I knew was wrong
One who lived is gone
Guess it was just an echo
When you would sing my song
All the notes you'd forgotten now
You left abandoned, I remember

Desperation, devastation
All I truly know
Is isolation
Self damnation
All life that I'd own
WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW!

I can..
Hate myself
More.. More than anyone

WILL YOU JOIN ME!?

I KNOW YOU KNOW THAT THIS
TORTURES ME!
HAVE I CREATED THE SUFFERING!?
SHOW ME!

Or do you happily cut, further in?
To sever what's left inside, that binds me

Now all I feel is
Desperation, devastation
All I truly know
Is isolation
Self damnation
All life that I'd own
WAS SHED AND WORTHLESS NOW!
 



Of late, it's harder just to go outside
To leave this dead space with hatred, so alive
Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay
Killed by the weakness, but forced to return (turn it off)

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry

Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes
Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized
Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay
All of this hatred is fucking real (turn it on, yeah)

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky
I held a fallen star and it wept for me, dying
I feel the fallen stars encircle me now, as they cry

It won't be all right despite what they say
Just watch the stars tonight as they, as they disappear, disintegrate
And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is fucking real
And I hope to shade the world as stars go out and I disintegrate


Songwriters: Adam A Carson / David Paden Marchand / Hunter Lawrence Burgan / Jade Errol Puget
 



[Spoken]
We held hands on the last night on earth
Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees
Screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves
It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated
Along the bottom of the river
So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea
And the shattered seasons lay
And the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease
In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner"

The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide
We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes
Of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress
The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
As the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop
The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime
I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
If you would accompany me in a quick fall
But you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two
I rode alone

You said, "The cinders are falling like snow"
There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty
Bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence
Of blue and grey
Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city
The Sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon
And the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward
And somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched
Into the earth like a message


I cannot leave here, I cannot stay
Forever haunted, more than afraid
Asphyxiate on words I would say
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue

There are no flowers, no not this time
There'll be no angels gracing the lines
Just these stark words, I find
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak
I'd share with you could I only speak
Just how much this, hurts me

I cannot stay here, I cannot leave
Just like all I loved, I'm make believe
Imagined heart, I disappear, seems
No one will appear, here and make me real

There are no flowers, no not this time
There'll be no angels gracing the lines
Just these stark words, I find
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak
I'd share with you could I only speak
Just how much this, hurts me

I'd tell you how it haunts me
I'd tell you how it haunts me
(Cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams)
I'd tell you how it haunts me
(Cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams)
You don't care that it haunts me

Oh
There are no flowers, no not this time
There'll be no angels gracing the lines
Just these stark words, I find
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak
I'd share with you could I only speak
Just how much this, hurts me
Just how much this, hurts me

Just how much you..


Writer(s): Adam Carson, Hunter Burgan, David Marchand, Jade Puget
 
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(The World Better Prepare) For When I'm a Lady There

I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll take good care of it I promise)
It will come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen
(With a big ole dick)

Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the sides (of my panties)
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
Yeah I would have the whole shabang done
Though surgery is not so fun
Put it on your wishlist to give my gash a little kiss
I'll probably pull a little Britney and flash it
And show the world I paid the coins for the front slit
I want to see if it makes sounds when I go piss
It's called a pussy maybe 'cause it makes sounds like a cat hiss
It'll be a couple months since my ditch was dug
Made a hole from a pole, now all I need is jugs (Oooo)
I'll probably get real tasteful like, just kidding they'll be huge (right)
You won't forget about me stupid
Even when I'm old I'm gonna have a big FUPA

Oh every time I close my eyes
(whatcha see, whatcha see)
I dream my dick will fall off and die
And then I'll get a clit so supersized, you'll stare
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)

I'll be buying the panty sets from Frederick's
Louboutin for the kicks
Then I'll ask Victoria what the hell her secret is
Toss a couple fingers up inside for the heck of it
But keep the thumbs out, don't be thinking I'm a fisting chick
Yeah I'll probably let you take a crack at it
Love you long time, apocalypse now attack at it
Ooo I'll take some pictures for my Christmas card
Sit on Santa's lap, get that AARP dick hard
And ain't nobody around me
Would think that I'm a boy, no one trying to clown me
It's just a vaginal scheme,
But give me 5's, give me 10's cause it's my dream

I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll put sunscreen on it too)
It'll come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen
(nice and whorey)
Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the side
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)
Yeah it'll smell like clam chowder there so frickin' bad
 
I’ve been liking this song lately:

Roots by Imagine Dragons

Don't throw stones at me
Don't tell anybody
Trouble finds me
All the noise of this
Has made me lose my belief
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
Had to lose my way
To know which road to take
Trouble found me
All I look forward
Washed away by a wave
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
I know it's gotta go like this, I know
Hell will always come before you grow
Trouble found me, trouble found me
I know it's gotta go like this, I know
Hell will always come before you grow
Trouble found me, trouble found me
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
Another day, another door
Another high, another low
Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom
I'm going back to my roots
 
Oops. Just saw the title of the thread.This song came out earlier than 2006

This one is a long time favorite

Under the Bridge by Red Hot Chili Peppers

Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I drive on her streets 'cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills 'cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy
Well, I never worry, now that is a lie
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to believe that there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe that I'm all alone
At least I have her love, the city, she loves me
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, no, no-no, yeah, yeah
Love me, I say, yeah yeah
One time
Is where I drew some blood
(Under the bridge downtown)
I could not get enough
(Under the bridge downtown)
Forgot about my love
(Under the bridge downtown)
I gave my life away
Yeah, yeah
Oh, no, no-no-no, yeah, yeah
Oh, no, I said, oh, yeah, yeah
Where I stay
 
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