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| rageparty 123...Not so bare anymore since I got a number underneath my name again I also have an imaginary girlfriend. | posted on 11-08-2001 @ 8:05 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01  | I'm so happy because today I've found my friends ... They're in my head I'm so ugly, but that's okay, cause so are you... We've broken our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday for all I care... And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze... Cause I've found god - hey, hey, hey I'm so lonely but that's okay I shaved my head... And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard... But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there... But I don't care I'm so horny but that's okay... My will is good - hey, hey, hey I like it - I'm not gonna crack I miss you - I'm not gonna crack I love you - I'm not gonna crack I kill you - I'm not gonna crack One foot in the grave I'm a fist of rage Far from saved I'm a fist of rage In a broken state! I'm a razor blade slittin! Through a wrist of hate I'm a fist of rage I'm a fist of rage I'm a fist of rage! | ||||
| Maynard | posted on 11-08-2001 @ 10:37 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | COCAINE If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out; cocaine. If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine. If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine. When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine. If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine. Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back; cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine.  | ||||
| Lgaia | posted on 11-08-2001 @ 11:42 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | the perfect drug I got my head but my head is unravelling cant keep control can't keep track of where it's travelling I got my heart but my heart's no good you're the only one that's understood I come along but I dont know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky the more I give to you the more I die and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug you make me hard when I'm all soft inside I see the truth when I'm all stupid-eyed the arrow goes straight through my heart without you everything just falls apart my blood just wants to say hello to you my fears want to get inside of you my soul is so afraid to realize how very little good is left of me and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug take me with you without you everything just falls apart it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces  | ||||
| Lard Lad | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 11:08 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Oct. 01 | Heroin ------ (Reed) I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off and dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 11:18 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Queens of the Stone Age Tension Head Everyday I wake up feeling this way I take it downtown with all the action going down Stike your match, strike your match, cook it up (My life) I'm feeling so sick (Your life) I feel so fucking sick (My life) (Your life) On the bathroom floor Try to get out and get right Hustling little girls Machine little boys Yeah Gotta get out, gotta get out and get right Gotta get out, I gotta get out no more No more, no more (My life) I'm feeling so sick (Your life) I'm feeling so sick On the bathroom floor (My life) I'm feeling so sick (Your life) No more Yeah! (High life, low life, high life, low life, high life, low life) (My life) I'm feeling so sick (Your life) I feel so sick no more  Fortunately, I'm adhering to a pretty strict, uh, drug, uh, regimen to keep my mind, you know, uh, limber. NEVER FORGET!!! | ||||
| Maynard | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 12:43 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Neil Young I caught you knockin' at my cellar door I love you, baby, can I have some more Ooh, ooh, the damage done. I hit the city and I lost my band I watched the needle take another man Gone, gone, the damage done. I sing the song because I love the man I know that some of you don't understand Milk-blood to keep from running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done A little part of it in everyone But every junkie's like a settin' sun. | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 1:48 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | ALRIGHT NOW! Won't you listen? When I first met you, didn't realize I can't forget you, for your surprise you introduced me, to my mind And left me wanting, you and your kind I love you, Oh you know it My life was empty, forever on a down Until you took me, showed me around My life is free now, my life is clear I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear Come on now, try it out Straight people don't know, what you're about They put you down and shut you out you gave to me a new belief and soon the world will love you sweet leaf  This space for sale. This message was edited by Mr. Brownstone on 11-9-01 @ 1:50 PM | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 1:54 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 |  POISON WHISKEY Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker's Red He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. It happened back in the bayou many years ago Satan came to take him and he did it real slow Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor The doctor just shook his head, "Twenty years of rotgut whiskey Done killed the poor man dead." He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey. They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor, The doctor's gonna shake his head. The only thing he's gonna tell ya "Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy. This space for sale. | ||||
| Sir Okonkwo | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 2:23 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jun. 01 | Our first stop is in Bogota To check Columbian fields The natives smile and pass along A sample of their yield Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams Golden Acapulco nights Then Morocco, and the East, Fly by morning light We're on the train to Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon We burn the midnight oil The fragrance of Afghanistan Rewards a long day's toil Pulling into Katmandu Smoke rings fill the air Perfumed by a Nepal night The Express gets you there  "My political opinions lean more towards anarchy....The most improper job of any man, even saints, is bossing other men."-J.R.R. Tolkien, The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien, 1981 "Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker and Tits"-George Carlin "Now you listen here to me, you horrible little creature"-William Regal to X-Pac | ||||
| Maynard | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 3:00 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | nin i hurt myself today to see if i still feel i focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but i remember everything what have i become? my sweetest friend everyone i know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt i will let you down i will make you hurt i wear my crown of shit on my liar's chair full of broken thoughts i cannot repair beneath the stain of time the feeling disappears you are someone else i am still right here what have i become? my sweetest friend everyone i know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt i will let you down i will make you hurt if i could start again a million miles away i would keep myself i would find a way  | ||||
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