ITT: lyrics that make you feel harder than anything

ITT: lyrics that make you feel harder than anything

>and if I don't survive
>I'll still be by your side
>Just clad in ghostly white
>I'll be your spectral bride

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these lyrics are shit

>tripfag

post yours then

Hot, but just Googled, and a man sings this! Catfish!

>And I remember you said with me you felt
>The best that you've ever ever felt
>And I think that no drugs can replace
>The warmth and tenderness that we embraced

>I've pulled down my lace and the chintz.
>Oh, do you know you have the face of a genius?
>I'll send your love to Zeus.
>Oh, by the time you read this,
>I'll be well in touch.
>I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
>I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
>I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
>This kicking here inside
>Makes me leave you behind.
>No more under the quilt
>To keep you warm.
>Your sister I was born.
>You must lose me like an arrow,
>Shot into the killer storm.
>You and me on the bobbing knee.
>Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read!
>I will come home again, but not until
>The sun and the moon meet on yon hill.
>I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
>I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
>I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
>This kicking here inside
>Makes me leave you behind.
>No more under the quilt
>To keep you warm.
>Your sister I was born.
>You must lose me like an arrow,
>Shot into the killer storm.

;_;

>So if there's a race to heaven
>I will surely come in last
>and if there's a race to heaven
>I will always come in last

ITT: anons promote their friends' no-name bands.

>Boom boom boom, and lemme hear'y say way-oh!
>WAY-OH!

>he was a tinsel town tranny

>I don't want to live like this anymore
>I don't want to live at all
>I don't want to make this face anymore
>But if I don't, that's all
>I don't love
>I don't feel anything
>I don't feel anything where this love should be
>I don't want to feel this anymore
>But if i don't, that's fake
>I don't want to do this anymore
>But there's nothing else to take
>I don't love
>I don't feel anything
>I don't feel anything where this love should be

I want God to come
And take me home
Cause I'm all alone in this crowd

Who are you to me?
Who am I supposed to be?
Not exactly sure, anymore

Where's this going to?
Can I follow through
Or just follow you, for a while?

Does anyone ever get this right?
I feel no love

faggy

>All around us
>Hangs an air of darkest doom
>And it flows out my lungs
>And slowly fills the room

>I open up my heart
>And stick my fingers in
>But you will never want
>What I have to give

>And it hasn't been easy on you
>I know that more than most
>I am born to be alone
>I am just some lonely ghost

And a voice from the sea
Voice in my neighbourhood
And a voice calling me.
Tell me my friend my friend
Tell me with love
Where can it end it end
Voice from above.

The sound on the ocean wave
And the sound in the tree
Sound in a country lane
Say you can be free.
Tell me you crowd you crowd
Tell me again
Tell me out loud out loud
This sound is rain.

Tune from the hillside
And tune full of light
A flute in the morning
And a chime in the night.
I know the game again
I know the score
I know my name my name
But this tune is more.

Voice from the mountain
And voice from the sea
Voice from in my neighbourhood
And a voice calling me.
Tell me my friend my friend
Tell me with love
Where can it end it end
Voice from above.

>i will seeeeeee you
>in the neeext liiiiiiiiiiiiiiife

>With time we’ll all be gone
>But how you lived can live on

I unexpectedly lost my grandmother on Thursday.

Never in my whole life have I ever met a woman more amazing or joyful than her. Her attitude and happiness even in the most horrendous situations inspired me. Though she's gone forever, she'll live on in the way I try to find the good in the bad.

>I'm not your friend
>I'm just a man who knows how to feel

Fuck dude....

>AABB rhyme
>rhyming felt with felt
>rhyming

listen to giles corey añon

Learn poetic devices and come back to me, Kay honey?

lmao "Kay Honey"

''remember when you held me and told me the streets were brutal''
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i remember listening to this song in the cold winter nights, at 5pm and it was pitch black, walking to the grocery store to get some energy drinks

I don't know what to believe no more
when the truth it turns to fiction and the fiction is false. Politicians play their games of war, while we're busy chasing shadows on the wall

>utter despair.jpg

>I'd drive my car off of the bridge
>If I knew that you weren't inside
>Put the pedal to the floor, who could ask for more
>A fantastic way to kill some time

>You could lay on your back and be beaten
>You could put up your fists and fight
>You could try anyway out

>love
>i am love
>i am all
>i am small
>i can feel
>this is real
>this is all i know
>this all
>i am old
>and i am well off
>and i don't know myself
>this is all
>i can sing
>but i can't read you
>yeah i don't want to
>not at all
>leave me be
>yeah let me see you
>for what you really are
>not a ghost
>of some beauty
>that i can't deal with
>not for a little while
>or at all

>Lyrics that make you feel harder than anything

I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is on
You get me closer to God

>Short love with a long divorce
>And a couple of kids of course
>They don't mean anything
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME MOM AND DAD

I only just realized that that wasn't what OP meant.

When I posted this , I was trying to imply a twisted cry-boner. It still works for OP's real meaning.

So many good Modest Mouse lines

>Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
>My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself

>I know where you're from but where do you belong?
>In this life like weeds you're the dirt I breathe
>In this life like weeds you're a rock to me

>You don't know where and you don't know when
>But you still got your words and you got your friends

>in my past bittersweet
>there's no love between the sheets
>taste the blood broken dreams
>lonely times indeed

everyone knows this line but
>the years go fast and the days go so slow
is incredibly poignant

I can always turn to TDAG if I want some lyrics that fuck me up

>I know you're coming in the night like a thief
>But I've had some time oh lord, to hone my lying technique
>I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
>But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up

In the same vein:
>If you could be anything you want, I'd bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?

Cringe

>Like a chainsaw, wut?!

OK, this has had some joke answers, but this is actually the greatest lyric of the rock era as far as feels go. It's good enough to be a poem.

>Then came the question and it was about time.
>The answer came back and it was long.
>The house it was built by some man in a rhyme,
>But whatever came of his talented son?
>Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune?
>Always you told me of being alone,
>Except for the stories about God and you,
>And do you still live there in Buffalo?

>They put up the walls with no more to say,
>Nobody stopped to ask why it was done.
>The stream was too far and the rain was too high,
>So into the city the river did run.
>Because of the architect the buildings fell down,
>Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown.
>I wish I were somewhere, but not in this town.
>Maybe the ocean next time around.

>I seem to remember the face and the name,
>But if it's not you I won't care.
> I know of changes, but nothing would change you
>To Theo the sailor who sings in his lair.
>And then I'll turn and he won't be there,
>Dusky black windows to light the dark stair,
>Candles all gnarled in the musty air
> All without flames for many's the year.

>No matter where I turn
>(shut down, shut down)
>Everyone's a runaway
>where you running now?

>If my ugly had a shape it would be a spiral
>Moving forward as it spins around
>It’s all that I can do to break the cycle
>Just veer hard as I can then keep from crashing to the ground

>An army of golems is stalking now the heart's lands
>Eating all reality, producing only dust and sand
>Nothing hurts them, nothing gets
>Under their stone skin
>And when their earthern mouths will open up
>Just what words will come out, but
>"We wish we were dead"?

>slowly all the roles we act out become our identity
>and in the end we are what we pretend to be
>separating self from dream, harsh reality
>although it hurts embrace the truth and from fear be set free

Solidarity's going to give a lot less than it'll take
Is there a girl at this college who hasn't been raped?
Is there a boy in this town that's not exploding with hate?
Is there a human alive that can look themselves in the face

Without winking?
Or say what they mean without drinking?
Or believe in something without thinking, "What if somebody doesn't approve?"
Is there a soul on this Earth that isn't too frightened to move?

>And I know that I say this every night
>But I don't think I've ever felt so tired of life

>The best thing in life is knowing you put it all together...

>At least I'm on my own again
>Instead of anywhere with you

>Sitting in a bunker, here behind my wall
>waiting for the worms to come

>Wouldn't it be nice if we were older? Than we wouldn't have to wait so long

I want to skip to the good times.

>In my nothing, you meant everything to me

>I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused. >Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
>Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
>If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
>Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
>That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
>And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
>And everything's done under the sun, And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

>Who was born in a house full of pain.
>Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
>Who was told what to do by the man.
>Who was broken by trained personnel.
>Who was fitted with collar and chain.
>Who was given a pat on the back.
>Who was breaking away from the pack.
>Who was only a stranger at home.
>Who was ground down in the end.
>Who was found dead on the phone.
>Who was dragged down by the stone.

>they got a name for the winners in the world
>i want a name when i lose

i'm sorry for your loss user.

>I'm sure we're taller in another dimension
>You say we're small and not worth the mention

>You’re tired of movin', your body's achin'
>We could vacay,
>there's places to go

>Clearly this isn't all that there is
>Can't take what's been given

>But we're so okay here, we're doing fine
>Primal and naked

>You dream of walls that hold us imprisoned
>It's just a skull, least that's what they call it (this fucking line)


>And we're free to roam...

*4 minutes of vocoder*

>this day so sweet
>it will never come again
>so the world appears
>through this mist of tears