good-charlotte:the click

Just because I walk like Obie Won Kenobie
you people talk but you dont even know me
and all these guys they think they want to fight me
and all these girls i know that they dont like me
I made them laugh they do it just to spite mea . . . . crowd
and none of them are like me
I don't care what u say
I don't need u anyway
I'll just go about my day
but any way
You go out on Friday nights
I'll stay in but thats all right
cuz I have found a planet to call my own
in crowd out crowd I dont care
Your crowd my crowd we can share
cuz I have found a planet to call my own
Lets go!!
They call and talk to me on my computer screen the best years of our lives aren't as easy as they seem and
one day we'll look back and then we'll have to laugh
they use to call us names and they want our autographs
so I don't care what u say
I don't need u anyway
I'll just go about my day
but anyway
I don't care what u say
I don't need you anyway
I'll just go about my day
but anyway u go out on Friday nights
I'll stay in but thats all right
cuz I have found a planet to call my ownin crowd out crowd
I don't care your crowd my crowd we can share
cuz I have found a planet to call my own
she said she'd call
but I know she won't
she won't
she won't
but anyway
You go out on friday night s
I stay in but thats all right
cuz I have found a planet to call my own
in crowd out crowd I don't care your crowd my crowd
we can share
cuz I have found a planet to call my own
Lets go!
But anyway
I don't need you anyway
I don't need you anyway
I don't need you anyway
good-charlotte:the click
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# Posted on Sunday, 20 November 2005 at 4:28 PM
Edited on Wednesday, 23 November 2005 at 1:05 PM

good-charlotte:We Believe

good-charlotte:We Believe
There's a woman crying out to night
Her world has changed
She asks God why
Her only son has died
And now her daughter cries
She can't sleep at night

Downtown another day for all the suits and ties
Another war to fight
There's no regard for life
How do they sleep at night
How can we make things right
Just wanna make this right

We believe(x6)
In this love

We are all the same
Human in all our ways and all our pain
(So let it be)
There's a love that could fall down like rain
(Let us see)
Let forgiveness wash away the pain
(What we need)
And no one really knows what they are searching for
(We believe)
This world is crying for so much more

We believe(x6)
In this love

We believe(x5)
In this love

So this world is too much for you to take
Just lay it down and follow me
I'll be everything you need
In every way

We believe(x6)
In this love

In this love
We believe
In this love
We believe
In this love
We believe
In this love
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# Posted on Sunday, 20 November 2005 at 4:21 PM

Eths:rien a dire

Eths:rien a dire
Tu aurais du ressentir en toi, une nouvelle perception, un nouveau regard, avide de savoir, grandissant & cherchant en toi c'que jamais il ne trouvera. Tu refusas d'y croire, retenant physiquement, c'qui n'avait pas sa place en toi, c'que tu n'voulais pas voir, qui n'aurait jamais dû être là. Être là. Nous ne verrons plus jamais à deux, débarrassés d'une incision à la lame. L'extraction aura quand même lieu, des hurlements stridents emplissant ton âme, laissant tes yeux secs, pas une larme. Lui, sorti de cet antre imprégnée d'alcool, de fumée, déjà maculé de ton sang impur, sa première sensation se pesant comme une vision, une impression, la folie derrière les murs. Tu ne lui donneras jamais le sein, tout ce qui pouvait te raccrocher à lui n'était rien, laissant cette graine jetée à terre inconsciemment, se développer comme la gangrène ne pensant pas que par l'enfance, la vie d'un être est déterminée. Tu devais pourtant incarner le lien viscéral entre ce ventre céleste & son contenu maudit. Sais-tu c'que peut être une vie à subir, nourrit aux racines d'un amour létal, croire que tu vas venir? Cris, violence & non-respect de l'être ne peuvent amener qu'au mal de vivre, à une ranc½ur amère, toujours aussi présente. Le pardon ne pouvant s'envisager, seule une vengeance violente, une décharge de tout ce qu'il y a de mauvais, malsain, au plus profond du subconscient, pourrait permettre de ne plus penser aux noirs souvenirs qui gangrènent ma chair me rendant chaque jours un peu plus malade. Mes pieds s'enlisent, mon esprit les suit. Je me perds. Plonge tes mains dans mes larmes blanches, nage au sein d'une volute d'abominations, de laideur, de carnage. Goûte dans ma bouche, l'arôme amer de l'ennui. Toutes ces tortures qui hantent mes nuits. Entends de mon ouïe, ces notes mélancoliques, mes grincements de dents, cette musique symbolique. Regarde dans mes yeux, une vision troublée du vrai visage de l'homme angoissant, torturé, touche, de mes mains, tes joues humides. Une douce peau parfumée qui finira putride. Ressent ce liquide qui frappe tes tempes, rougit mes yeux, mais pourtant, alimente le c½ur du nourrisson comme celui du vieux t'épousant dans la chair, les bosses, les creux. Tu peux le percevoir, le sentir ruisseler, c'n'est plus la peine de croire. Non, je ne peux pas oublier! Non, je ne veux plus oublier! Un déséquilibre profond flotte en moi, écarquillé, vitreux. Je dois être déchiré, je ne sais plus vraiment c'que j'fais. Ta gueule est tuméfiée. Que dire, pas grand chose, tout ça devait arriver. L'important, au fond, c'est de crever l'abcès, hurler, extérioriser, en morceaux t'enterrer. Le sang épais & chaud galvanise mes mains. Mon c½ur, par terre, emprunte le chemin qui mène à l'horreur d'une excitation morbide, les yeux brillants, le regard matricide. Ce soir, tu m'as mentit encore une fois... Tu avais dit que tu rentrerais tôt. Mais la terre dans ta gorge me laisse croire que, maintenant, tu ne rentreras plus. Je construits des abysses, c'est si beau, quand c'est au fond de la peau. Que je l'aime ton doux regard qui plisse... C'est si beau quand je défonce ton cerveau.
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# Posted on Sunday, 20 November 2005 at 4:13 PM

Anais: mon coeur,mon amour

« Mon coeur, mon amour (...)
Ca dégouline d'amour,
C'est beau mais c'est insupportable
C'est un pudding bien lourd
Des mots doux à chaque phrase
"Elle est bonne ta quiche Amour"
"Mon coeur, passes moi la salade"
Et ça se fait des mamours
Se donne la becquée à table
Ce mélange de sentiments
Aromatisé aux fines herbes
Me fait sourire gentiment
Et finalement me donne la gerbe...
je hais les couples
qui me rappellent que je suis seule
Je déteste les couples
Je les hais tout court
Mon coeur, mon amour (...)
C'est un épais coulis
Nappé de crème pâtissière
"Coucou qu'est ce que tu fais mon coeur"
"La même chose qu'y a une demi heure" »
Anais: mon coeur,mon amour
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# Posted on Sunday, 20 November 2005 at 3:23 PM
Edited on Wednesday, 23 November 2005 at 1:06 PM

.::Adema:"The Way You Like It"::.

.::Adema:"The Way You Like It"::.
I'll get inside you
I'll get inside you

Don't live with shame, 'cause feelings change but fame remains
The reason why your gonna wanna take me home tonight
It's all the same up in this game, the people change
And money claims everyone from everything
I can't believe that you would think that shit of me
I was amazed at the torment that you put me through
If you can see right through the greed and all your needs
You realize that you were just about as bad as me

Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(I'll get inside you)

My life has changed but fuck the fame, I'll stay the same
You can't complain when you can pay the bills and do your thing
Appreciate, don't player hate, congratulate
I miss the pain and the torment that you put me through
(I'll get inside you)
So what's to fear when everything is crystal clear
You realize that you should do the things you wanna do
Don't give in to what people say, don't be ashamed
To separate the feelings on your mind you can't sedate
(I'll get inside you)

Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
I'll get inside you
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(I'll get inside you)

You would always say I'd never be shit
They would always say I'd never be shit
But look at me now, look at me now
Now you're beggin' me to stay
I'll get inside you
Now you're beggin' me to stay

The way you like it

Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
Sometimes I only remember the days when I was young
(I'll get inside you)
Nowadays no one remembers when they were young and stupid
(The way you like it)
Come on baby help me, someone to confide in
(I'll get inside you)
Now you're beggin' me to stay
(I'll get inside you)
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# Posted on Sunday, 20 November 2005 at 3:15 PM