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Da Hiphopopotamus
Join Date: Feb 2008
Location: cloud cuckoo land
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Yeah, who the are you to decide what's sad and what isn't. Just cause something isn't sad for you doesn't mean it won't be for someone else.
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Music Addict
Join Date: Apr 2008
Location: California
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shawn lane has a pretty sad story. here is one he wrote for his dead sis I think.
YouTube - Shawn Lane - Epilogue for Lisa (from MIT - 5th Feb 93) (i like anne frank?)
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a music nazi....is still a nazi Last edited by bsmix; 07-16-2008 at 01:56 PM. Reason: keystone ice |
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Moodswings n' Roundabouts
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: At the corner of Dude and Catastrophe
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Names by Cat Power bums me out quite a bit.
His name was Perry He had a learning difficulty His father was a very mean man His father burned his skin His father send him to his death He was ten years old He was ten years old He was ten years old Her name was Naomi Beautiful round face, so ashamed Told me how to please a man After school in the back of a bus She was doing it every day She was eleven years old She was eleven years old She was eleven years old Her name was Sheryl Black hair, like an electric space She would pretty paint my face She was a very good friend Her father would come to her in the night She was twelve years old She was twelve years old She was twelve years old His name was Donovan He was a very good friend The cards were stacked against him He was selling cocaine The last time I saw him He was thirteen years old He was thirteen years old He was thirteen years old His name was Charles He said he was in love with me We were both fourteen Then I had to move away Then he begin to smoke crack Then he had to sell ass I don't know where he is I don't know where they are |
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Da Hiphopopotamus
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I think that's why she's called sadcore.
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Back to mono
Join Date: May 2008
Location: Pittsburgh
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Lately this one's been striking me as particularly sad:
Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend, Be it mine right or wrongfully, I let it slip gladly past the hands of my friends To tie up the time most forcefully. But the bottles are done, We've killed each one And the table's full and overflowed. And the corner sign Says it's closing time, So I'll bid farewell and be down the road. Oh ev'ry girl that ever I've touched, I did not do it harmfully. And ev'ry girl that ever I've hurt, I did not do it knowin'ly. But to remain as friends and make amends You need the time and stay behind. And since my feet are now fast And point away from the past, I'll bid farewell and be down the line. Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced, The cause was there before we came. And ev'ry cause that ever I fought, I fought it full without regret or shame. But the dark does die As the curtain is drawn and somebody's eyes Must meet the dawn. And if I see the day I'd only have to stay, So I'll bid farewell in the night and be gone. Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind, I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung. But it's not to stand naked under unknowin' eyes, It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung. But the time ain't tall, Yet on time you depend and no word is possessed By no special friend. And though the line is cut, It ain't quite the end, I'll just bid farewell till we meet again. Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time To disgrace, distract, and bother me. And the dirt of gossip blows into my face, And the dust of rumors covers me. But if the arrow is straight And the point is slick, It can pierce through dust no matter how thick. So I'll make my stand And remain as I am And bid farewell and not give a damn. Restless Farewell, Bob Dylan
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Bringer of Carrots
Join Date: May 2008
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Although not the saddest song... the lyric "I don't wanna die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all" from Bohemian Rhapsody always sends shivers down my spine (how clever am I?) especially since Mercury's death.
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Reformed Jackass
Join Date: Sep 2007
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I'm assuming by Morning after you mean Say Yes.
These always makes my heart ache: Your mind is racing like a pro, now oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you one time you were a glowing young ruffian oh my god it was a million years ago What does it matter, a dream of love Or a dream of lies We're all gonna be in the same place When we die Your spirit don't leave knowing Your face or your name And the wind through your bones Is all that remains And we're all gonna be We're all gonna be Just dirt in the ground The quill from a buzzard The blood writes the word I want to know am I the sky Or a bird 'Cause hell is boiling over And heaven is full We're chained to the world And we all gotta pull And we're all gonna be Just dirt in the ground Now the killer was smiling With nerves made of stone He climbed the stairs And the gallows groaned And the people's hearts were pounding They were throbbing, they were red As he swung out ofver the crowd I heard the hangman said We're all gonna be Just dirt in the ground Now Cain slew Abel He killed him with a stone The sky cracked open And the thunder groaned Along a river of flesh Can these dry bones live? Ask a king or a beggar And the answer they'll give Is we're all gonna be Yea yeah We're all gonna be just Dirt in the ground |
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Groupie
Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: Brampton ON, Canada
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Joy Division - New Dawn Fades, Ceremony, and the majority of everything else they'd recorded.
Tim Buckley - Song to the Siren Eric Clapton - Promises, Tears in Heaven Leonard Cohen - Stories of the Street, Teachers, One of Us Cannot be Wrong, Seems So Long Ago Nancy, Avalanche, Famous Blue Raincoat, Dress Rehearsal Rag Neil Young - Down by the River, I Believe in You, Needle and the Damage Done, Tired Eyes Dax Riggs - Waking Up Insane Alice In Chains - Down In A Hole, Man in the Box, Heaven Beside You, Junkhead, Dirt, almost everything else Stooges - Dirt Eyehategod - Ruptured Heart Theory, Left To Starve, Man is Too Ignorant to Exist, Bland, Who Gave Her the Roses Velvet Underground - Candy Says, Sunday Morning, Heroine Guided by Voices - Drinker's Peace, Surgical Focus Rolling Stones - Wild Horses Nick Drake - River Man, Black Eyed Dog, most of his other songs, too.... Mudhoney - Don't Fade !V, If I Think, Thousand Forms of Mind Jimi Hendrix - Angel, Little Wing Magazine - Cut-Out Shapes, Parade, A Song From Under the Floorboards "Strange Fruit", "Nights in White Satin", "Gloomy Sunday", the Radiohead songs, and the Pink Floyd songs up there are all bloody miserable, too . . . And Elliot Smith. Oh yeah, and Toadies - Dollskin Mad Season - Wake Up Last edited by Jackassinthewill; 07-18-2008 at 05:43 AM. |
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