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[Box Box Box]

I would have to say, that my overall favorite song's lyrics is Bright Eye's The Calender that Hung itself.


Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?
And does he sing to you incessantly from the space between your bed and wall?
Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes?
Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you.

Oh does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched,
and does he cry through broken sentences that I love you far too much?
Does he lay awake listening to your breath?
Worried you smoke too many cigarettes.

Is he coughing now, on a bathroom floor?
For every speck of tile there's a thousand more,
you won’t ever see.
but you must hold inside yourself eternally.

Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.
In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest.
I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees,
and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her.
She had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours.
And In a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was concealed.

And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands.
And it stretched for centuries to a diary entry’s end
where I wrote,
You make me happy
oh when skies are gray.
You make me happy oh when skies are gray, and gray, and gray.

Well the clock’s heart it hangs inside its open chest
with its hands stretched towards the calendar hanging itself
but I will not weep for those dying days.
For all the ones who've left there's a few that stayed.
And they found me here and pulled me from the grass where I was laid.

[redbassist66]

can't get much more emo, eh?

[antihero0009]

im gonna have to go with brand new's "seventy times 7"....which is a verse over forgiving in the bible...

Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart.
For twelve years I've held it all together but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
I played it quiet, left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would,
and now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to.

As if this happening wasn't enough I got to go
and write a song just to remind myself how bad it sucked.
Ignore the sun, the cover's over my head.
I wrote a message on my pillow that says, "Jesse, stay asleep in bed."
So don't apologize. I hope you choke and die.
Search your cell for something with which to hang yourself.
They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven
but they don't tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again.)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)

So, is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.

And is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
So let's end this call, and end this conversation.
and is that what you call a getaway?
well tell me what you got away with.
cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say best friends means friends forever

So, is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)
And everyone's caught on to everything you do (And I can't let you, let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to (And I can't let you, let me down again)

[mutton]

Bright Eyes - Amy in the White Coat

You take your clothes off right after school
The tea is on, the flame is blue
And you hope it won't take all afternoon
The TV's waiting to talk to you
It's your naked body on white velour
But there's no feeling, just weight on you
But you get nauseous now as he speaks to you
Such proper language for acts so cruel
He says, "We all follow the rules
We can't very well go and break them now, can we
For you?
For you?
For you?
Your older sisters, I've had them too
But you're my favorite, you know it's true
You look like your mother, in that thin disguise
Your parting mouth, your shutting eyes
And the way that you hate me, and the length of your hair
It's the reason I made you, it's the bond that we share
You see we're all trying to endure
You could easily go and make your own life somewhere
Couldn't you?
Couldn't you?
Couldn't you?"

With the sunbeams bright
You keep your eyes shut
Your alarm clock lies
Get to school on time
Where you're a bag of warm fluid
Where you're the corpse in the class
You walk so near to the lockers
You lay so low in the grass
Did you get that coat from the principal?
Did you get that bruise on the bus?
You should wash your hair more
You should look more like us
I saw you walking once under powder blue skies
You looked cold still, your color was high
And I tried to talk to you, but you walked right by
I don't know which I said then, hello or goodbye
We all want to be pure
But it isn't a very easy thing now, is it
To do?
To do?
To do?

[lonesomexloveus]

anything by pig destroyer.
esPECCCCially:

My knuckles are bleeding on your front door
and these flowers are wilting in the rain.
They were for you and now they are for no one.
They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace.
They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star.
Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass.
She loves it when he wears his skin like that.
In tatters.

[Katy_lts]

Toss between Armor for Sleep - The Truth About Heaven, Bright Eyes - Nothing Gets Crossed Out or Atticus - Suicide Bridge.

But I'll go with Atticus - Suicide Bridge.

I believe there's too much we have found
To be walking on wire
Painted pictures of you in my heart
Covered with blood and fire
In my dreams you were commiting suicide
I woke up drenched in tears
You say love is a two way track
Well don't fear the trains that you can't hear

Somehow we'll make it back to the place where we jumped track
And all the roads that lead the way are twisted
So many things that I didn't say, so many nights that I couldn't say,
Catch the falling wires that weren't even twisted

As I sit here in my grave of thoughts
I am tempted to leave
But somewhere out there is my empty world
Telling me to cut the wires while you can still breathe-I'm bleeding
In my dreams I remember you and me
Askin' who was gonna jump first
Well take a deep breath, don't believe in anything
Cause there's no way out that's not gonna hurt

Somehow we'll make it back to the place where we jumped track
And all the roads that lead the way are twisted
So many things that I didn't say, so many nights that I couldn't say,
Catch the falling wires that weren't even twisted

[LoveLux]

Well you're dirty and sweet, clad in black
Don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you're slim and you're weak
You've got the teeth of a hydra upon you
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl.

Get it on, bang the gong , get it on
Get it on, bang the gong, get it on

You're built like a car, you've got a hub cap diamond star halo
You're built like a car, oh yeah
You're an untamed youth that's the truth with your cloak full of eagles
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl.


You're windy and wild, you've got the blues in your shoes and your
stockings
You're windy and wild, oh yeah
You're built like a car, you've got a hub cap diamond star halo
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl.

You're dirty and sweet, clad in black, don't look back
And I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
You dance when you walk so let's dance, take a chance, understand me
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl.



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[I am why]

Texas is the Reason - A jack with one eye

You're not telling me nothing that I haven't heard before.
You'll have to try harder than that.
You'll have to dig deeper than that.
Reminds me of myself.
You'll have to try harder than that.
You'll have to dig deeper than that.
Reminds me of yourself.
You can't hold your breath when you talk try not to let sound slip by.
I come from inside.
Raise it up so I can see just what you're doing to me.
Do you even know why?
Your place is still at the heart of my everything
(and I gotta let you know,(?)).


Simple yet amazing.

[IndependentClauses]

I love "Road to Joy" by Bright Eyes, but in truth, I'd have to go with "Failure to Excommunicate" by Relient K.

It's the principle
it's the issue
that your principal would dismiss you.
Because you don't fit into that all-American Box.
That coffin created for creative thought.
It's disgusting his priorities
And how we're entrusting him with authority.

His gavel's gone down before he looked in your
heart. He finished this race(ism) before he reached the start.

Jesus loved the outcasts.
He loves the ones the world just loves to hate.
And as long as there's a heaven, there'll be a failure to excommunicate.

The world just keeps you at an arm's length.
Every week you work up the strength to fight the flames that are hurled.
Let your faith shine right through.
You know it's the world
versus Jesus and you. It's disgusting, their priorities.
And how we're entrusting them with authority.

Their gavel's gone down before they looked in your heart.
They finished this race(ism).