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Another "Whats in your CD player" thread

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posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 04:12 PM
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I'm becoming less defined as days go by
Fading away
And well you might say
I'm losing focus
Kinda drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself


Sometimes I think I can see right through myself [x2]
Sometimes I can see right through myself

Less concerned about fitting into the world
Your world that is
Cause it doesn't really matter anymore
(no it doesn't really matter anymore)
No it doesn't really matter anymore
None of this really matters anymore

Yes I am alone but then again I always was
As far back as I can tell

I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself

[x2]
I just made you up to hurt myself, yeah
And I just made you up to hurt myself

And it worked.

Yes it did!



There is no you
There is only me
There is no you
There is only me
There is no #ing you
There is only me
There is no #ing you
There is only me

Only
Only
Only
Only


Well the tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling like I just knew it's something bad
I just couldn't leave it alone, I kept picking at the scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through


Now I am somewhere I am not supposed to be, and I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why, now, now, now I know why
Things aren't as pretty
On the inside

There is no you
There is only me
There is no you
There is only me
There is no #ing you
There is only me
There is no #ing you
There is only me



Only
Only
Only
Only
Only
Only
Only
Only



[edit on 21-9-2006 by Lysergic]




posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 07:58 PM
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castles made of sand - hendrix



posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 08:18 PM
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Mix of Floyd & Zeppelin.






posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 08:34 PM
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butterfly - weezer



posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 08:40 PM
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I'm currently listening to "Red Delicious," the included music cd soundtrack from the hit 1997 PC game, "No One Lives Forever."

[edit on 21-9-2006 by carnival_of_souls2047]



posted on Sep, 21 2006 @ 08:53 PM
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QOTSA - burn the witch



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 08:07 AM
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Disturbed - 10,000 Fists





Survivor
Survivor

One more goddamn day when I know what I want
And my want will be considered tonight, considered tonight
Just another day when all that I want
Will mark me as a sinner tonight, I'm a sinner tonight, yeah

[Chorus]
People can no longer cover their eyes
If this disturbs you then walk away
You will remember the night you were struck by the sight of
Ten Thousand fists in the air

Power un-restrained dead on the mark
Is what we will deliver tonight, deliver tonight
Pleasure fused with pain this triumph of the soul
will make you shiver tonight, will make you shiver tonight, yeah

[Chorus]

We are the ones that will open your mind
Leave the weak and the haunted behind [4x]

[Chorus]

Ten Thousand fists in the air
Ten Thousand fists in the air




-tts



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 08:25 AM
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Disturbed - Stricken





You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

You don't know what your power has done to me
I want to know if I'll heal inside
I can't go on with a holocaust about to happen
Seeing you laughing another time
You'll never know how your face has haunted me
My very soul has to bleed this time
Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses
Leaving me breathless, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

Into the abyss will I run

You walk on like a woman in suffering
Won't even bother now to tell me why
You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment
Leaving me broken another time
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know

That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run

Into the abyss will I run
I can't let you go
Yes I am stricken and can't let you go




-tts



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 02:41 PM
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SNG: Asterisk
ARTST: Orange Range


I may not understand a word they're saying,
but I still like it anyways.


[edit on 9/22/2006 by iori_komei]



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 03:11 PM
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1-People in Oakland...Oakland
Woo, see I'm ridin higher and higher, woo-oo
Kinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five

(VERSE 1)
Player, give me some brew an I might just chill,
but I'm the type that like to light another joint
Like Cypress Hill
I'm steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it,
I got some bucks on it, but it ain't enuff on it
go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
never the less, I'm hella Fresh,
rollin joints like a cigarrette
so pass it cross the table like Ping Pong,
I'm gone, beatin my chest like King Kong,
it's on, wrap my lips around a 40,
and when it comes to get another stogie,
fools all kick in like Shinobi
no, me ain't my homie to begin with,
it's too many heads to be poppin at my friend hit it
unless you pull out the phat, crispy
five dollar bill on the real before its history
cos fools be havin the vaccum lungs,
an if you let em hit it for free,
you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"
I come to school with a taylor on my earlobe
avoidin all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
I be blowin up the land like where tha bomb at?
give me two bucks,
you take a puff, and pass my bomb back
suck up the dank like a slurpy the serious bomb
will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy
I got more growin pains than Maggie
cos homies nag me,
to take the dank out of the baggie


1-I got five on it,
grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it,
messin wit that Indo weed
I got five on it,
it's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it,
potna lets go half on a sack

(VERSE 2)
I take sacks to the face,
whenever I can,
don't need no cruch
I'm so keyed up,
till the joint be burnin my hand
next time I roll it in a hampa
to burn slo,
so the ashes won't be burnin up my hand, bra
hoochies can hit,
but they know they got to pitch in,
then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
cos I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
hell no, you betta bring your own spliff, chief
wassup, don't make me sip that,
better pass the JOINT!
stop hittin cos you know ya got Asthma
crack a 40 open, homie, an guzzel it,
cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonley
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know how I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,
an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,
but the Tanqueray straight had me
(repeat 1)

(VERSE 3)
hey, make this right man,
stop at the light man,
my yester night thang got me hung off the night train
you fade, i face
so let's head to da east
hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheets
I wish I could fade the ache
but I'm no budget,
still rollin a 2 door cutglass, same 'ole bucket
foggy windows, soggy Indo,
I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk
(1)been smoked,
yuk'll, the sprayer lay it down,
up in the OAK the Town
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
then eaz up,
speed up through the ESO drink the V.S.O.P.
P up with the lemon squeeze up
and everybody's rolled up, I'm da rolla
that's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia
hold up, suck up my weed as all you do
kick in feed, cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo



:w:



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 03:28 PM
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SNG: Day & Night
ARTST: Bille Piper



All of the day, all of the night
You do the things that make me feel so right
My shining star, my guiding light (my shining light)
And that's the day and night, babe

I just ain't the same when you're away
You are my inspiration
I'm hanging on to every word you say
'Cos you are my motivation
You make me feel so right
Every day and night

'Cos the only time I think of you
Is every day and all night through
Whenever I breathe you're on my mind
Every day and night, babe
All of the day, all of the night
You do the things that make me feel so right
My shining star, my guiding light(my shining light)
And that's the day and night, babe

I need you tonight, but you're not around
I need to hear your voice, baby
Something feels strange, there's not a single sound
I wish you were at my door, babe
You make me feel so right
Every day and night

'Cos the only time I think of you
Is every day and all night through
Whenever I breathe you're on my mind
Every day and every night, babe
All of the day, all of the night
You do the things that make me feel so right
My shining star, my guiding light(my shining light)
And that's the day and night, babe

Gotta let me know, oh, yeah
When you're comin' home (when you're coming home)
You know you make me feel so right
Every day and night

All of the day, all of the night
You do the things that make me feel so right
My shining star, my guilding light(my shining light)
Day and night, babe

'Cos the only time I think of you
Is every day and all night through
Whenever I breathe you're on my mind
Every day and night, babe
All of the day, all of the night
You do the things that make me feel so right
My shining star, my guiding light(my shining light)
And that's th day and night, babe




I.K



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 03:40 PM
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d.a.v.e. the drummer - Squat Party Mix 1 July 04



posted on Sep, 22 2006 @ 07:35 PM
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SNG: I Know What You Want
ARTST: Busta Rhymes



*Can sing along quite well.*



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 03:08 PM
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SNG: Country Grammar
ARTST: Nelly



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 03:55 PM
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Bruce Springsteen ~ Thunder Road


The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me

You can hide 'neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks

Oh oh come take my hand
Riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road
oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold
Thunder Road

Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken

There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind, so Mary climb in
It's a town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win.



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 05:03 PM
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From the Sounds Inside - John Frusciante



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 05:06 PM
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SNG: Chasing Cars
ARTST: Snow Patrol

[edit on 9/23/2006 by iori_komei]



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 05:11 PM
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SNG: Baby Got Back
ARTST: Sir Mix-A-Lot


And no, I personally don't like big butts.



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 06:43 PM
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Muse - Showbiz




[edit on 23-9-2006 by shorty]

[edit on 23-9-2006 by shorty]



posted on Sep, 23 2006 @ 07:43 PM
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jimi hendrix - all along the watchtower






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