ITT: lyrics that hit you like a fucking brick

ITT: lyrics that hit you like a fucking brick

"In the back off the side far away
Is a place where I hide, where I stay
Tried to say, tried to ask I needed to
All alone by myself, where were you?"

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>And I thought at fifteen that I'd have it down by sixteen
>And twenty-four keeps breathing in my face

>Oldness comes to rile
>The youth who dream suicide

Came here to post this

>Hey you beauty supreme
>Yeah you were right about me
>But can I get myself back from underneath
>This guilt that will crush me, and in the
>Choir, I saw our sad Messiah
>He was bored and tired of my laments
>Said "I'd died for you one time,
>But never again"

I lost my sides

>Goodbye
>So long
>Farewell
>Au revoir

>loveless
>hearing lyrics

>ENTHUSIASM WILL ENERGIZE
>HANDS
>ENTHUSIASM WILL ENERGIZE
>LEGS
>ENTHUSIASM WILL ENERGIZE
>EYES
>ENTHUSIASM WILL ENERGIZE
>EARS
>MIND OVER MATTER LOVE OVER GOLD
>FACE
>TOUCH OF THE SMELL
>MOMENTUM OVER STASIS
>INTERNATIONAL

There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Well my sense of humanity is going down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain

Dawn cracks the dark
And it breaks the silence
Of my waking hours
And my heartbeat's licence

For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me

I can't but see
That the sun has risen
To my window, my world
Of my home sweet prison

For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me

hey babe : ]

>The worst is all the lovely weather,
>I'm stunned, it's not raining.
>The coffee isn't even bitter,
>Because, what's the difference?
>There's all the work that needs to be done,
>It's late, for revision.
>There's all the time and all the planning,
>And songs, to be finished.

>actually hearing mbv lyrics

>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
The fact that it's on a mostly humerous album makes it hit that much harder, gets me every time.

>If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead
Gets me every time

These.

>Crashed the McLaren, bought me a Tesla
>I know you sick of me talkin' 'bout cars (skrrt)
>But what the fuck else do you want from me?
>That is the only thing keepin' me company
>Purchase some things until I'm annoyed
>These items is fillin' the void
>Been fillin' it for so long I don't even know if it's shit I enjoy

OPs lyrics are Tront during the tail end of the edgy era

And so it starts
You switch the engine on
We set controls for the heart of the sun
One of the ways that we show our age
And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
If the sun comes up and I still don't wanna stagger home
Then it's the memory of our betters
That are keeping us on our feet
You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan
And the next five years trying to be with your friends again
Oh, you're talking forty-five turns just as fast as you can
Yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend

>But I've kissed enough bathroom sinks
>To make up for the lovers that never loved me

ITT

AH

That whole album is pretty gut wrenching,

That's the album I always go back to when I'm sad

Are you the reason why mama and them leavin'
No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you don't mean it
I know you're irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
Your trials and tribulations a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone heard it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, where was your antennas again?
Where was your presence, where was your support that you pretend?
You ain’t no brother, you ain’t no disciple, you ain’t no friend
A friend never leave Compton for profit or leave his best friend
Little brother, you promised you’d watch him before they shot him
Where was your antennas, on the road, bottles and bitches
You faced time the one time, that's unforgiven
You even faced time instead of a hospital visit
You should thought he would recover, well
The surgery couldn't stop the bleeding for real
Then he died, God himself will say "you fuckin' failed"
You ain't try

When you cycled by
Here began all my dreams
The saddest thing I've ever seen
And you never knew
How much I really liked you
Because I never even told you
Oh, and I meant to
Are you still there or have you moved away ?
Or have you moved away?

And though I know that it never could be,
I'd be pleased
To post your decrees
To fall at your knees
To name all your streets
And to sit down and weep
When you're carried back through them and set down to sleep
And to lie by your side for sublime centuries
Till we crumble to dust
When we're crushed
By a single sunbeam

>i cum in the fuck

I clicked on this thread to see if some pleb posted the typical misquoted lyrics from the first few lines of MBV - Sometimes. Happily surprised.

Good choice.

proper etiquette gets repetitive especially when you use the next of kin
to act as a sedative to cure the ailments
brought on by the silent treatment given
remember to hit the bullseye
you're gonna need precision with your lack thereof
restrain the noose, you're getting tired
working overtime to pull towards suffocation and tighter
i'm wired off of coffee you made
and i'm suddenly tempted to seek redemption through the use of my shoelace
this car is low on gas and you're flooring
and those notes you write wake me up each and every fucking morning

>

And wide are your delusions
Deep red is the space behind your eyes
Closed forever is the door to your room
But inside there, there's a sound
You despise, but I love
You despise, what I love
You despise, I love
You despise, I love

The way he says it just...

>Just for one moment
>Thought I'd found my way
>Destiny unfolded
>I watched it slip away

They way he sings that last line sends shivers down my spine every time

Language is scary when over-analysed
Every word that I say seems far too contrived
What are your intentions? I'm ashamed by mine
When I'm thinking too much I realise I'm unkind
Pretend that I'm nicer than I'll ever beI'm selfish and deluded, enjoy my hypocrisy
Complain that I'm bored, when being bored is a privilege
Act like I'm suffering, there's no suffering in this
First world problems, they breed in my head
Ethical contradictions between my actions and what I've said
I should just shut my mouth as evidence piles against me
That I am so much worse than I think, exposed as a phoney
I am shit,
I am shit
Nah nah nuh nuh fucking dick
I am shit, I am shit
Nah nah nuh nuh nuh nuh

>Don't know what I wanted, I have a memory
>Back at that party I was all over her
>We didn't make out, or do anything
>I just remember I was lonely
>I guess I am always, it's not a problem
>It's just something, I got used to it
>Every stranger makes me feel safer
>And every person seems more beautiful

I'm sure it's not me, I'm too small
How could I affect anything at all?
One in six billion can't be at fault
I'm sure it's not me, I'm too small
And growing all the time
Hard knowing
What you're gonna be like

who sang this

"Who wants time when there's nothing?," she said to the sky
And I'd like to see her every day
I know I can't be gone every weekend
Let's wake up side by side
Let's sleep in 'til we die
Don't make me close my eyes

I saw Leah on the bus a few months ago
Saw some old friends at her funeral

All the people I like are those are dead
Maybe I shoud take a gun
And put it to the head of everyone
All the people I like are in the ground
It's better to be lost than to be found
I should listen hard to the voices from within
They are telling me that I'll never win
I should save myself I shoud save myself from sin
But I wouldn't know where to begin
You are trying to tell me what you believe in
But I ain't got a clue what you are talking about
It's better to be a man than to be a mouse
All the people I like are those that are dead

You gotta get on outta here with that
Alley-cat-coat wearin'
Hush-puppy-shoe-wearing'
Crumb cake I saw you with
Cause you dismissed
That's right, silly rabbit
Tricks are made for kids, don't you know that?
You without me: like cornflake without the milk
It's my world--you just a squirrel, tryin' to get a nut
Now get on outta here
Ah!
Don't touch that coat!

>IiiiiiiIIIIiii
>took my shiiiirttt offff
>in the yaaaardddd

>no one saw
>that the skin on my shoulders was goooooldennnn
>now it's not
>my shirt's back on
>I forgot my songs
>the glow is goonee
>my gliiiiiiiding boooooodyyyy
>stopped

Hohn und Verachtung büsste schon einer:
der Stolze, stark in Heiligkeit,
der einst mich von sich stiess:
sein Stamm verfiel mir,
unerlöst
soll der Heiligen Hüter mir schmachten,
und bald - so wähn' ich -
hüt' ich mir selbst den Gral. -
Haha!
Gefiel er dir wohl, Amfortas, - der Held, -
den ich dir zur Wonne dir gesellt?
It really activated my almonds.

>every man has his own heaven
>the only difference is how he envisions it, so;
>if you make you heaven pictureless
>by the time you die you'll be drifting in an imageless field
>so fill your heaven with blessed thoughts. that's real

honestly I still consider this to be one of the best albums of all time

>I don't expect I'll ever understand
>how life just trickled through my hands

gonna take a spaceship
fly back to the stars
alien observer
in a world that isn't mine

Computer-Liebe
Computer-Liebe

Ich bin allein, mal wieder ganz allein
Starr auf den Fernsehschirm, starr auf den Fernsehschirm
Hab heut Nacht nichts zu tun, hab heut Nacht nichts zu tun
Ich brauch ein Rendez-vous, ich brauch ein Rendez-vous

to someone who was hospitalized for anorexia in their teens brittle boned hits hard

DISCO POGO
DINGALINGALING
ALLE ATZEN SING

>left my soul and I
>never want to try again

(A mountain and a river)

The mountain couldn't leave
Though a necessity for her
So she stretched her arms so wide
So she'd always have one around the mountain's side
and it hurt
With every drop of her
That disappeared into his dirt

She said "Slowly,
It's taking me away"
He said "I know it hurts but it will al be okay
The parts of you
That you can't see
Are now all just parts of me"

Hindered by sober restlessness,
Submitting to the amber crutch,
The theme in my aching prose,
Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan;
That pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame,
The rebirth of mutual love,
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly.

-"I am dying"
-"Is it blissful?"
-"It's like a dream"
-"I want to dream"

"oh it feels like none of this is real
I'll pretend that my heart and my head are well"
;_;

>Wake up in the morning, pull myself outta bed
>Think about the night before and everything I said
>I've made lots of promises I know that I can't keep
>So I'll do 'em tomorrow

>I'm so tired
>Of my mood
>And sleep comes
>With a knife, fork and a spoon

fuck me.

Your heart is like a fortress
Keep your feelings locked away
Is it easier?
Does it make you feel safe?

You wander through the darkness
Of wilderness behind your eyes
I know you’re afraid
But you gotta move on

Every fortress falls
It is not the end
It ain't if you fall
But how you rise that says who you really are
So get up and come through
If ever your fortress caves
You're always safe

I believe I know you
Yet, I don't truly know myself
I pray you won't feel as alone as I have felt

I don't want to fail you so
I tell you the awful truth
Everyone faces darkness on their own
As I have done, so will you

If your fortress is under siege
You can always run for me
If your fortress is under siege
You can always run

I live down the street from you've noticed me, I've never seen you
Wonder what the fuck I do
Listen up, you nosy bitch, listen close
My most recent purchase, old black rope
Gonna learn how to tie it, hang it in my chamber
Perfect reminder occult I'm made of
Come try it out whenever you wanna
Last night, three thirty in the morning, Death on my front porch
Can feel him itching to take me with him, hail Death, fuck you waiting for?
Like a question no one mention, he turns around, hands me his weapon
He slurs, "use at your discretion, it's been a pleasure, Stefan"

>When I roll over cuz I can't sleep at night.
>Or when I'm smiling cuz theres snow falling outside.
>Or when the breaks lock and we're clearly gonna die
>I'm gonna grab your arm and scream:
>I LOVE YOU!

>I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU

(i miss her)

A song about how everything is fucking in my bedroom area
The wind from the sea, waves pumping,
The sad cries of the seagulls on the quay, I sit, drink hot tea,
I smoke, I look out of the window at the snowdrifts,
Blood curled in the veins,
Below zero is the body temperature, fuck,
The brain is petrified, does not catch signals from outside,
Only there in the depths, at the bottom, something else is aflame
Some kind of flame, but I'm in the trash, I already have it all in half.
On the snow another picture is drawn:
The woman grabbed the monster with sharp claws and pulls,
Although in the street -10 Celsius, kill the princess, save the dragon,
Go live in the catacombs, it's not cold,
In the dungeon, cellars in bulk firewood,
Logs, with all his might heating,
We are prisoners of this universe, net-delirium,
The universe fits in a pack of cigarettes
Ice in the veins, the brain petrified, the lungs in the vacuum,
Inhale come on
Cold…
I live among these people, like Castaneda among those Indians,
Like a beetle in a matchbox, like a circus freak
I'm locked in 4 walls, I learn about life from news programs
And from newspapers black and white, striped like zebras.
Even if the Martians land on the ground, no one will notice
After all, you are all on the information diet,
Thick children of fat parents, in Moscow and in St. Petersburg,
Rapper fans, hate each other
And that's why they call themselves poets.
Cold envelops every minute Someone becomes ill
Body stiff, and nowhere from the cold can not escape,
The eyes in his eyes froze, the grimace on his face froze,
Muscles do not contract.
Ice in the veins, the brain petrified, the lungs in the vacuum,
Inhale come on
Cold…

You are a sun Goddess!
Will you save me? ...babe... babe... babe...
Cause it's all in the heat of the moment
It's all in the pain!
So give in to the heat of the moment
Give in to the pain!

>And no, I'm not afraid, at least not to die
I'm afraid to live and not remember why
Sweet chemical indifference, I can't stop
Can't change the evident
Predisposed to perpetual sickness
I refuse to let you all be witness
Make sure that the needle is clean when
You let me go back to sleep
And situate the piece of the picture
Underneath my fingers it protects me in my

>When I look at you
>Oh, I don't know what's real
>Once in a while
>And you make me laugh

>Will you still miss me, when I'm gone?
>Is there love there, even when I'm wrong?
>Will you still kiss me, if you find out?
>I will now leave you but don't follow me.

evry time

I'm nothing but a selfish man
I'm nothing but a privileged peddler
And did you think I'd stay the night?
And did you think I'd love you forever?

> I want to feel how I feel when I sleep

The build up to this part is absurd. Shit is cinematic.

>I think you're crazy, maybe
>I will see you again
>In the next life

>Yesterday, a telegram said that you had died
>But I knew, but I know that it was a lie
>I tried to laugh, but I went back to my room and cried
>I mean our room, I went back to our room and cried

>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 earthen mouths will open up
>Just what words come out, but
>We wish we were dead

Those were the first few songs that came to my mind

HOW COULD I EVER THINK IT'S FUNNY HOW?
EVERYTHING YOU SWORE WOULD NEVER CHANGE, IS DIFFERENT NOW
LIKE YOU SAID, "YOU AND ME MAKE IT THROUGH"
DIDN'T QUITE FELL APART, WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?

Lyrics are for girls.

If I offer to buy you a drink
Trust me when I say it's non-alcoholic
You're no good to me if you can't even speak
I don't want you passing out I want you sucking my dick
If I offer to buy you a drink
Trust me when I say it's non-alcoholic
I want you to wake up and remember my name
When you're washing my cum off your fucking face

Came here to post this. Haunted me for a solid week after I heard it, something about the sentiment resonated too strongly.

I wake up and the phone is ringing
Surprised, as it's early
And that should be a perfect warning
That something's a problem
To tell the truth I saw it coming
The way you were breathing
But nothing can prepare you for it
The voice on the other end
The worst is all the lovely weather
I'm stunned it's not raining
The coffee isn't even bitter
Because what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done
It's late for revision
There's all the time and all the planning
And songs to be finished

Swollen with liquid
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
Twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable as I unburied her
I cum blood from my erection
I feel it run
Down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
Body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
Tonguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
To fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill

>I've been where you're hanging, I think I can see how you're pinned
When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned

My love for you
Burns deep, inside me
So strong
Embers of times we had
And now
Here I stand
Lost in a memory
I see your face
And smile.

>That beep on the answering machine that fits right into the instrumentation
>Family on the other end singing 'happy birthday dear Aaron' while the tinny guitars are wailing over it

Insanely underrated track

>You're not the only one that I know
>And I'm too proud to talk to you anyway
>You're not the only one that I know
>And I'm far too proud to talk to you any day
>You're not the only one
>>But I'm far too proud you're (son)
>You're young
>But I know, I know, I know, I know
>I'm far too proud to talk to you any day
>But if you do, don't you know
>That I don't mind, no, no, no

I want to hear you going psycho
If you're going psycho I wanna hear
Every conversation just ends with you screaming
Not even words, just ahh-ahh-ahh

>and you can tell, I have never really loved
>you can tell by the way, I sleep all day

Now some of us are weak and some endure
Some people live their life, with a violence that's pure and clean
But I saw a man cry once, down on his knees
In the corner of a darkened cell, and his pain meant nothing to me

But I was younger then young men never die
When I walked out in the sun, I was strong, clear-minded and blind

Now don't say a prayer for anyone, it doesn't do any good
Please don't ask me questions, it'd just be misunderstood
And if you could step inside me you'd feel what hatred brings
And if you saw with my eyes, you'd see what self-deception means

I was younger once, and I created a lie
And though my body was strong, I was self-diluted, confident, and blind

Now show some pity, for the weak of will
Because when we're drinking, we can never be filled
Show some understanding for a lonely fool
Because when I'm drinking, I am out of control
Well I was never young, nothing has transpired
And when I look in the mirror, I feel dead, I feel cold, I am blind

It didn't heal
It just got harder every day
To be still
To be passing
Through the throes
In a daze
Feeling heavy
Feeling cold in my skin
In my hand-me-downs
I'm wearing everything thin
And the pills
That you gave didn't do anything,
I just slept for years on end

Sharp and open
Leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the cold light
A noise, a scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year

This and The Great Below fuck me up every time.

Park that car.
Drop that phone.
Sleep on the floor.
Dream about me.

shiiiiit m8 that one got me

this song is garbage pls stop

don't like broken social scene user?

nah man I love that song, I mean those lines caught me off guard

I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high
I was thinking about what a friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie
Thinking about what a friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie

FUCK

>Si no canto lo que siento
>Me voy a morir por dentro
>He de gritarle a los vientos hasta reventar, aunque solo quede tiempo en mi lugar.

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>I hope I'm dead by the time you read this. I love you.

mandatory youtu.be/oIFLtNYI3Ls

I cry ever tiem

SET THE CONTROLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN
t. Pink Floyd

top notch a+ holy shit

"Prada night crawler, I'm your stalker
The lights dancing on my neck, look like water
It gets harder, it gets darker
Good pack just came in, it smell like a marker
American cup sneakers, these ain't no joggers
Think I caught her like a spider
I might keep her for a week then I drop her
Fuck a copper, got it from my doctor
Drain Gang high school, yeah I'm a scholar
I won't fight you, I can't be bothered
Baby, I can't text you, I'm not a author
The Stars calling for a offer
Big Drain, do or die, I don't want no suicide
Good boy, crucified, I come alive
Big knife on my side, I don't wanna utilize
Big blade, butterfly, open the sky
When the night calling, I might fall in
I went all in, I can't come out
My jaw locking, feel them watching
I'm done talking, the dark come out
The Drain pop out, like we boy scouts
The Drain pop out, like we boy scouts
Your team too weak, you're getting forced out
I'm with FORZA, smoking girl scout"

When I turn the dial
And leave the gas on
I'm the matchstick
That you'll never lose
These are the splinters
Made from a single blade
I'm the matchstick
That you'll never lose
I light the key that locks you in
I'm the matchstick that you'll never lose
And you'll wear the burden of all my burns
I'm the matchstick that you'll never lose

Teeth marks on the skin
The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him
We like to feel the blood and fat dripping off our gums
She likes to talk directly down the barrel of her gun
Learning to perfect the ancient art of quiet rape
You've always been so warm and calculated, I owe you a thanks
Eyes wide shut, I promise not to fall awake
Lick the guillotine and tell you how the gasoline tastes
The grass is always greener on the other pesticide
Solemn precious crept through the mess to shed it's infectious high
What's for me to know and you to find
Guilty, the almighty praised adrenaline
Such an underwhelming thrill
Where there's a will there's a wake
Burn me at the stake
Who the hell am I trying to fool?
I'm a fool, I feel so fake
One last goodbye before I take my .45
Shoot a hole in the sky, rip it open
And climb inside

Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine
And love is just a chemical by any other name
I like the way your pheromones make me sleepy
This far away I still smell you inside me

Tie me down till my sweet nothing's sour
I screwed up trying to squeeze 65 minutes from an hour
Outnumbered by such a large amount
No wonder why we lost the battle, the counter-culture can't count

She said ye keep making, keep making that platinum and gold for me

>can't believe I'm still standing
>can't believe life take this long

>clothes my eyes
>feel me now
>i dont know how you could not love me now