ITT: lyrics that hit you hard

>You’re better off dead, when your mind’s been set from nine until five

>Sooner or later a bright day comes
>And it digs into the cellar of the darkest hearts
>That it is more rare than it is true

>No one hates you
>As much as you hate yourself
>In your own heart
>Die

> Drink up, baby, stay up all night
> With the things you could do, you won't but you might
> The potential you'll be that you'll never see
> The promises you'll only make

>Hopeless premonitions
>Tomorrow didn't come some say it's hiding
>But they're the ones who've hidden
>Euphoria followed by visions of peasants eating pigeons

>The real truth about it is
>No one gets it right
>The real truth about it is
>we're all supposed to try

>JUST BE SIMPLE AGAIN

>I can dream up schemes when I'm sitting in my seat
>I don't see any flaws till I get to my feet
>I wish I never woke up this morning
>Life was easy when it was boring

>Ants carry my pride on their back
>Chanting my alias
>Up and down the hill I speak while my mouth appears closed
>And it hurts my ears to hear myself think
>I scratch my head trying to get beneath the surface

>One more night alone in my room
>Listening to music I think makes me cool
>It's not cool being lonely, not cool being cold
>Not cool being someone you wouldn't want to know

>Well i was thinking how it must feel
>To see that little light
>And watch it as it disappeares
>And fades into
>And fades into the night
>(That vocal sample)

>all of should have known better

>When you try your best and you don't succeed
>When you get what you want but not what you need
>When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
>Stuck in reverse

crywank

>i lived on the moo-oo-ooon

>when the duck walked up to the lemonade stand and he said to the man, running the stand

>hey

>got any grapes

every fucking time

>Are we human
>Or are we dancer?

My sign is vital, my hands are cold

Bitch you ain't my lady you ain't nothing we just fucking
You was just the ho I picked when I was looking for tha sucking

>I really hate to see the homie in the graveyard
>Cause all I wanna do is see my people live large
>I always try to see my people better than they are

>searching for friends and the love that you're losing
>searching for something to keep you from moving
>backwards
>backwaaaaards

Tell me again that it's all in my head

Literally the best love song apart from buckley's hallelujah.

>I know you're coming in the night like a thief
>But I’ve had some time, O 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
>So do you think that we could work out a sign
>So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try
>I know you're coming for the people like me
>But we all got wood and nails
>And we turn out hate in factories

>The last time I saw you, I was holding your hand
>And I couldn't wait for you to leave.
>I knew right then, that it was over and done
>And I couldn't believe that I was free.
Birthday Boy gets me every time.

>Contrary to belief this isn't a waste of my time
>This is a waste of a time frame where I'm wasting my life

>got fat, got angry, started hating myself
>the perfect boy for you babe
>now skinny and sick, and paranoid
>without a cent to my name

>Miss your small hands in the palm of mine,
>The fact they're good at making
>Miss you sitting up incessantly,
>And the fact you're always waking in the night

Nozomi singing the national anthem

>So please forgive me now
>For what we never had
>Although its useless to say
>I wish you happiness

>no more dragging this wormy anus
>round on shag piles from Persia to Thrace
>I've severed my reeking gonads
>fed them to your shrunken face

YESTERDAY A TELEGRAPH SAID THAT YOU HAD DIED
BUT I KNEW BUT I KNOW THAT IT WAS A LIE
I TRIED TO LAUGH BUT WENT BACK TO MY ROOM AND CRIED
I MEAN OUR ROOM, I WENT BACK TO OUR ROOM AND CRIED

Gridlink is fucking great.

there's blood on that blade.
fuck me i'm falling apart.

>Someday mother will die and I'll get the money
>Mom leans down and says 'my sentiments exactly'

>LUM

thank you

personally a lyric from him that hits me hard is

>A familiar voice: "He's finally at peace"
>Shrieking through the silence to remind me I'm deceased
>I tried to answer but the dead can't
>Speak, the biggest prison in the world's underground six feet

>and if you come to me
>and if you touch my hand
>I might just slip away
>I might just disappear
>who am I?
>and if you think I'm worth it
>and if you think it's not too late
>we might start falling
>if we don't try too hard
>we might start falling in love

Another lonely night
>Another lonely night
Stare at the TV screen
>Stare at the TV screen
I don't know what to do
>Don't know what to do
I need a rendezvous
>I need a rendezvous

Computer love
>Computer love
Computer love
>Computer love

>you try to tell her what to do
>and all she does is stare at you
>her stare is louder than your voice
>because truth doesn't make a noise

>and I thought
>at 15 that I'd...
>Have it down by 16...
>and 24...
>Keeps breathing in my face