.angie.

that's a neat part of that song.

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holdyoualways

i seriously need to get some more the used songs...

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.angie.

YES! you do.

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holdyoualways

ill get right on that!

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Electric Ocean

Circle Takes The Square own for as far as their lyrical abilities are concered. Ergo, they're screamo but I guess they are welcome here.

Circle Takes The Square - A Non-Objective Portrait of Karma

Ignorance is bliss no wise woman's failed to mention
and surely some koan suggests 'neglect leads to perfection'
but the more I turn my face from the crowd
the more I feel my backs' increasingly compelled
for the sake of escape, to turn a knife on itself,
a knife of relief, from all the petty insight
and finally I'll sleep, I'll sleep through the night.
Bored as **** with this street corner-cover.
study of a face in a figure. surveying this language as a game
surveilence of this language as the plague.
the dimension of persistence condemns.
This portrait of karma, crafted in accident
text book seduction, minus the text in the language of ghosts
and so we ran, like the wolves were biting,
the inhibitions of their prey kept them from screaming
scratch my back and I will stab you in yours
so I chose to live this life alone, without the teeth marks
but I predict, I'll have to sink my fangs in someone else's heart to heal my own.
just a victim's split, one part for the wolves, one part for you.
but I'll grow weary soon, weary of this fractal code,
weary of this hallway lined with ghosts.
just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to let them in
their words will cause the sweetest fracture from a stone's throw
just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to welcome them
parasitic, viral critics, or lovers, like spirits mingling in the mist
that we crafted, a starving jury, let them eat **** from our trembling hands.
The heat for heat's sake, on this Barnard block of Congress
deductively speaking, the polar of progress
well maybe I put too much faith in the accident
entranced, we danced toward the ripest display of escape
let the starving ghosts feats, from this flesh, from these bones,
let them all feast. In this chess game of language, forced to sit so I play all alone, watch the bathos drift forth like the petals from a wild crafted rose.

<3lost_cause

pretty awesome i'll always remember those lyrics.till the end of the world.
my favourite right now
"Poison Oak"- bright eyes

Poison oak some boyhood bravery
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
You said you were afraid to die

In Polaroid's you were dressed in women's clothes
Where you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer?
I don't think that I ever loved you more

Then when you turned away
When you slammed the door
When you stole the car
And drove towards Mexico
And you wrote bad checks
Just to fill your arm
I was young enough, I still believed in war

Let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam

But me I'm a single cell
On a serpents tongue
There's a muddy field where a garden was
And I'm glad you got away
But I'm still stuck out here
My clothes are soaking wet
From your brothers tears

And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for

The end of the paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier

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**Put on your seat belt.........I wanna try something.

PerFeCTioNThrUSileNCe

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs
In the shadow of the skyline
very far away, a lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me
I was 5 years old, my best friends older brother died
He fell from these cliffs
The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
And our lives, float in the headlines
So we parked these cars in our parent’s garage
Listened to the lullaby,
Of Carbon Monoxide

War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags

The sun doesn’t rise
We'll replaced it with an h-bomb explosion
A painted jail cell, of blood in the sky
Like Three Mile Island nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep
They burn on and on like an oil field
Or a memory of what it felt like
To burn on and on and not just fade away
All those nights in the basement, the kids are still screaming
On and on and on and on

War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags

And we’re blowing in the wind
We don’t know where to land
So we kiss like little kids
We used to be very tall buildings
We’ve been falling for so long
Now your eyes are the sign on the edge of town
They offer a welcome when you are leaving

War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags

The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade
And the fires in our streets start to rage,
so wave, to the people that long to wave back,
from the fabric of a flag that sang "love all of the time"

War all the time
War all the time
All of the time
War all the time
War all the time
All of the time
All of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time

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PerFeCTioNThrUSileNCe

just in case the last lines didnt make it clear....thats war all the time by thursday.

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daytonasurf

cant wait for the upsoming thursday cd. you know theyre putting TWO out? an acoustic one on top of the regular.

Thursday is such a good band.

PerFeCTioNThrUSileNCe

whats the new one going to be called? or do you know?

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