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[lttle pistol]

I feel like there's still niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this but niggas don't know the stress
I lost the only one in the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace




I dont really know why but i really like this verse.

[MackIntheBox]

2, 3, 4... Aw, what the hell was that? 2, 3,4...

Riddles are abound tonight,
Since the wizard's taken flight.
By the shroud of mystery,
Go to be serenity.

Open hearts are numb to pain
While open minds fill up of strain
If they cut this pie in two,
I'd still give both halves to you.

Huh Aww Yeah!

Take the man that fills the throne,
Contemplate his time alone.
Add a dash of little boys,
And watch the buzzards tear away.

Huh Aww Yeah!

Riddles are abound tonight,
Riddles are abound tonight,
Riddles are abound tonight,
Riddles are abound tonight.

Huh Aww Yeah!

[Kimberly]

Eye on the TV
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor
It happens to be

Like:
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story.
It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds up her child,
Watches him die

Hands to the sky crying,
"Why, oh why?!"

Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too - don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit,
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the stories told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'

I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we

Just admit it

Blood like rain, come down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Synched to the death rattle...

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out
Your head believes it give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been ...

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

[The ArcAngel]

We've been together for so very long
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist

Oh, why did you disconnect the breaks in my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
You're still the light of my life
Oh darling, I'm beggin', won't you put down that knife?

You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down that elevator shaft

Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don't love me any more

You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers

Oh, you think that I'm ugly and you say that I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead

Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
Honey, something tells me you don't love me any more, oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore

[Kimberly]

Before the story begins, is it such a sin,
for me to take what's mine, until the end of time
We were more than friends, before the story ends,
And I will take what's mine, create what
God would never design

Our love had been so strong for far too long,
I was weak with fear that
something would go wrong,
before the possibilities came true,
I took all possibility from you
Almost laughed myself to tears,
conjuring her deepest fears

Must have stabbed her fifty fucking times,
I can't believe it,
Ripped her heart out right before her eyes,
Eyes over easy, eat it eat it eat it

She was never this good in bed
even when she was sleepin'
now she's just so perfect I've
never been quite so fucking deep in
it goes on and on and on,
I can keep you lookin' young and preserved forever,
with a fountain to spray on your youth whenever

’Cause I really always knew that my little crime
would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
and I know, I know it's not your time
but bye, bye
and a word to the wise when the fire dies
you think it's over but it's just begun
but baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
’cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
let's make a new start
’cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah
but baby don't cry

Now possibilities I'd never considered,
are occurring the likes of which I'd never heard,
Now an angry soul comes back from beyond the grave,
to repossess a body with which I'd misbehaved

Smiling right from ear to ear
Almost laughed herself to tears

Must have stabbed him fifty fucking times
I can't believe it
Ripped his heart out right before his eyes
Eyes over easy
Eat it eat it eat it

Now that it's done I realize the error of my ways
I must venture back to apologize from somewhere far beyond the grave

I gotta make up for what I've done
’Cause I was all up in a piece of heaven
while you burned in hell, no peace forever

’Cause I really always knew that my little crime
would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
and I know, I know it's not your time
but bye, bye
and a word to the wise when the fire dies
you think it's over but it's just begun
but baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
’Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
Let’s make a new start
’Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah
But baby don't cry

I will suffer for so long
(What will you do, not long enough)
To make it up to you
(I pray to God that you do)
I'll do whatever you want me to do
(Well then I’ll grant you a chance)
And if it's not enough
(If it’s not enough, If it’s not enough)
If it's not enough
(Not enough)
Try again
(Try again)
And again
(And again)
Over and over again

We’re coming back, coming back
We’ll live forever, live forever
Let’s have wedding, have a wedding
Let’s start the killing, start the killing

Do you take this man in death for the rest of your unnatural life?
(Yes, I do.)
Do you take this woman in death for the rest of your unnatural life?
(I do.)
I now pronounce you...

’Cause I really always knew that my little crime
would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
and I know, I know it's not your time
but bye, bye
And a word to the wise when the fire dies
you think it's over but it's just begun
but baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
’Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
Let’s make a new start
’Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah
But baby don't cry

[The ArcAngel]

This one goes out to all the cuties in the quad
Walkin kitty corner, with the itty bitty bod
Telescopin out the window, waxin wise while you walk
I stalk the fox box to the party on lock
Security check soon my ID's inspected
In the elevator waitin to get wreck-ed
Open the door then get floored by the heat
You get passed a J while they play "Paul's Boutique"
Get a plastic cup and ice unless you like it neat
All the girls stand up, all the guys take seats
Smoke fills the air, you fill in Denise
on your major, on your minor, on the Middle East, the fo'sheeza
High plains drifter this sorority sister
Let the belt loop lead you to her liquor elixir
Smellin better than a bubblegum scratch'n'sniff sticker
You lick, shoot, suck, then duck out even quicker
A mad dash to her crib, my roomie is a geek
He's playing Galaxies, makin friends on Dantooine
So I'm climbin up a tree, bears clingin to my teeth
Miss the windowledge, hit the hedge, land upon my keys, oh!

[Chorus x2]
I am a dorm rat, that is a fact Jack
Lookin at incense, playin with warm wax
Hittin on the honies at the vendin machine
The one hitter, trade dinner, all you need's an ID (I said)


Oh! Plaid pajama bottoms or plaid pleated skirts
Everything you girls wear makes me stare at the dirt
If I had balls I'd flirt with y'all in study hall
Do the geek talk 'til your eyes roll back into your skull
But I'm a freek, spelled F-R-double-3-K
When you're walkin my way, with my pockets I play
I can't say, "What's-your-name, care to chat for a bit?
It's me Brian, that guy, from that class, Russian Lit?
Care to sit, have a chip, care for some fun dip
Dostoevsky doesn't impress me, what you think of that shit?"
But I don't, I just twitch and I itch in my pants
Play my Gameboy Advance, 'til she's finally walked past
A mad dash to my crib where I get on my blog
InSearchofSpock.com, check it out if you want
That's the steam blowin scene where I reign supreme
Webster's my Friendster, I run the message boards for Ween
It's a mental mall for teens, it's a paradise on earth
but in a way it's like a curse, faster than a Google search
I just sit here and drink beer while my roommate flirts
at some party, with some hottie who's all into Fred Durst
It makes my heart burst, and yet I do nothin
Just get on the web and start bitchin and frontin
A dot com curmudgeon who's love life is sufferin
It's the rope or the oven, or the hope I find love in the end

[Chorus x2]
I am lab rat, that is a sad fact
Shinin my test tubes, cryin in restrooms
Dorm life blows if you've got no place to go
I call my mother everyday, I say I wanna (go/come) home

[lttle pistol]

White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
you turn on Winston in the den
and I'm still asleep but I can hear the piano
when you make breakfast after 10
and I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
the crushed linen roses on everything
and your still inside my head

you gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
let her know your swapping sides
you're not the one with all the problems no no
you're the one with all the pride

so just pick your head up boy and walk away
walk the coolest walk that you know
cause in a month or two she'll call you
you gotta hang up the phone

I hope she knows I got this memory
that won't ever seem to break or bend
a thick lock and sheetrock is on my windows in the kitchen
I dont think I'll ever take them down again

and I've learned a lot from all these break ups and make ups
and fuck ups and fake ups
things that I wish you could comprehend, yeah comprehend
but for now I'll lace up my wingtip shoes, boys
and I'll go and have breakfast with my good friends

you gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
let her know your swapping sides
you're not the one with all the problems
you're not the one with all the problems
you're the one with all the pride

you gotta make her know how it feels to miss you
let her know your swapping spit
you're not the one with all the problems
you're not the one with all the problems
she's the one that's full of shit

so just pick your head up boy and walk away
walk the coolest walk that you know
I know you know that in a month or two she'll call you
you gotta hang up the phone

[Girl*Anachronism]

I'm an engine driver
on a long run,
on a long run.
Would I were beside her:
she's a long one,
such a long one.

And if you don't love me, let me go.
And if you don't love me, let me go.

I'm a county lineman
on the high line,
on the high line.
So will be my grandson:
there are powerlines
in our bloodlines.

And if you don't love me, let me go.
And if you don't love me, let me go.

And I am a writer,
writer of fictions,
I am the heart that you call home.
And I've written pages upon pages
trying to rid you from my bones,
my bones, my bones.

I'm a money-lender:
I have fortunes
upon fortunes.
Take my hand for tender.
I am tortured,
ever tortured.

And if you don't love me, let me go.
And if you don't love me, let me go.

And I am a writer,
writer of fictions,
I am the heart that you call home.
And I've written pages upon pages
trying to rid you from my bones.
I am writer,
I am all that you have hoped of.
And I've written pages upon pages
trying to rid you from my bones,
my bones, my bones.

And if you don't love me, let me go.
And if you don't love me, let me go.

[Kimberly]

This shining city built of gold, a far cry from innocence
There's more than meets the eye round here
Look to the waters of the deep
A city of evil

There sat a seven-headed beast, ten horns raised from his head
A symbolic woman sits on his throne
But hatred strips her and leaves her naked
The Beast and the Harlot

She's a dwelling place for demons
She's a cage for every unclean spirit
Every filthy bird and makes us drink
The poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings
Fallen now is Babylon the Great

The city dressed in jewels and gold, fine linen, Myrrh and pearls
Her plagues will come all at once as mourners watch her burn
Destroyed in an hour

Merchants and captains of the world, sailors, navigators too
Will weep and mourn this loss with her sins piled to the sky
The Beast and the Harlot

She's a dwelling place for demons
She's a cage for every unclean spirit
every filthy bird and makes us drink
The poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings
Fallen now is Babylon the Great

The day has come for all us sinners
If your not a servant you'll be struck to the ground
Flee the burning, greedy city
Looking back on her to see there's nothing around
I don't believe in fairytales and no one wants to go to Hell
You made the wrong decision and it's easy to see
Now if you wanna serve above or be a king below with us
Your welcome to the city where your future is set forever

She's a dwelling place for demons
She's a cage for every unclean spirit
Every filthy bird and makes us drink
The poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings
Fallen now is Babylon the Great

She's a dwelling place for demons
She's a cage for every unclean spirit
Every filthy bird and makes us drink
The poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings
Fallen now is Babylon the Great

[lttle pistol]

It would simply say everything if you would
take a pen and write my name on a friend
who never cared to let me in.

Then take a fast ravine that for
three years swimming straight upstream and the wind,
the wind will drag me down in the end.

You live inside my wall and I,
I reach back, hit your harder than God falls
Christ, Amen, Amen, Amen.
You're such a line to break and I'm,
I'm so scared to make another mistake in the end
But I just want to be happy again.

Until it all falls down,
and where does that leave me?
With things, things, I've got so many things to say
with a broken heart and a straight face
I'm saying, "brother, help me"

It's just a natural phase that I,
I go through and then it's taken away and then bam, bam, I'm fixed.
(fixed, fixed, fixed..)
And I'm in another place to be where I,
I can't sleep without the thought of me being so, so damn sick.
(I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick)

But take this song, take this song away
until it all falls down,
and where does that leave me?
With things, things, I've got so many things to say
with a broken heart and a straight face

And he says "reach for the girl,
reach for the girl and hold her close.
Believe you can shine when you're silver,
and I promise you gold. I promise you gold.
And whenever you're dark inside,
don't let go. No, don't let go.
Remember there's rain and there's candy and Christmasy winter snow.
And remember I love you the same and I'll strangle you're pain"

And he tells me to sing, and I sing,
and I sing for my brother who keeps me sane
and tells me everything will be ok.