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Fyfetallica	posted on 03-16-2001 @ 10:44 AM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	r v m rearviewmirror I took a drive today.... time to emancipate..... I guess it was the beatings made me wise But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize I couldn't breathe, holdin' me down Hand on my face, pushed to the ground Enmity gauged, united by fear S'pose to endure what I could not forgive... I seem to look away Wounds in the mirror waved It wasn't my surface most defiled Head at your feet, fool to your crown Fist on my plate, swallowed it down Enmity gauged, united by fear Tried to endure what I could not forgive Saw things(4x) Clearer(2x) I gather speed......from you fucking with me Once and for all........I'm far away I hardly believe, finally the shades...are raised...hey... Saw things so much clearer Once you, Once you I saw things so much clearer Once you, were in my, rearviewmirror Newly adopted by Drunk Boy This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 3-16-01 @ 11:01 AM
white shorts	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 11:25 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	I GOT SHIT My lips are shakin' my nails are bit off Been a month since I've heard myself talk All the advantage this life's got on me Picture a cup in the middle of the sea And I fight back in my mind Never lets me be right I got memories I got shit So don't you go show Oh I walked the line when you held me in that night I walked the line when you held my hand that night An empty shells seem so easy to crack Got all these questions don't know who I could even ask So I'll just lie alone and wait for the dream Where I'm not ugly and your lookin' at me And I stayed in bed Oh in a little while I'll see you If just once I could feel love Oh I'd say it like I mean it But I walked the line when you held me in that night Oh I walked the line when you held my hand that night Oh I walked the line when you held me close that night I paid the price never held you in real life My lips are shakin' This message was edited by white shorts on 3-18-01 @ 1:01 PM
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 1:39 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	The waiting drove me mad. You're finally here and I'm a mess. I take your entrance back. Can't let you roam inside my head. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your bread. I would rather run but I can't walk. Guess I'll lie alone just like before. I'll take the firmest path, and I must refuse your test. Push me and I will resist. This behavior's not unique. I don't want to hear from those who know. They can buy but can't put on my clothes. I don't want to limp for them to walk. Never would have known of me before. I don't want to be held in your debt. I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed. I'm already cut up and half dead. I'll end up alone like I began. Everything has changed. Absolutely nothing's changed. Take my hand, not my picture. Spilled my tincture. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your breast. All the things that others want for me, Can't buy what I want because it's free. [2x] Can't be what you want because I'm... It's supposed to be just fun. To live and die...let it be done. I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began. It's your move now. I thought you were a friend but I guess, I... I guess I hate you. Go Ahead, Give Me A Reason To Free Up Server Space! Write To Me Here Now Accepting Groupie Applications
white shorts	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 1:54 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext. Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court... And the signs are passin', grip the wheel, can't read it. Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands. And I listen for the voice inside my head...nothin'. I'll do this one myself. Lay her down as priest does. Should the Lord be countin'? Will be in my honor. Make it pain, painfully quick... Promises are whispered in the age of darkness. Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end. And the barrel shakes, and directly at my head. Oh, help me, help me from myself. And I listen from both sides of a friend...nothin'. I'll do this one myself. Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something... Wanna back, back it away... And I listen for the voice inside my head...nothin'. I'll do this one myself. And the barrel waits, trigger shakes, aimed right at my head. Won't you help me? Help me from myself... State of love and trust... And a state of love and trust... And a state of love and trust... State of love and.... This message was edited by white shorts on 3-18-01 @ 1:02 PM
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 4:16 PM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	Niice finally some PJ fans Thanx to NiceSignDeek for the O & A art Newly adopted by Drunk Boy
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 6:40 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Fyfetallica, "NJshawn" is to Pearl Jam as "Froy" is to Springsteen. I haven't seen NJshawn around and Froy will kill me for using him as an analogy for Pearl Jam fans... Restless soul, enjoy your youth. Like Muhammad, hits the truth. Can't escape from the common rule - If you hate something don't you do it too. Small my table. Sits just two. Got so crowded. I can't make room. Where did they come from? Stormed my room! And you dare say it belongs to you? This is not for you! [3x] Oh, not for you... not you... My friends call me Ed...they call me... My friends they don't scream...my friends don't call... My friends don't... All that's sacred comes from youth. Dedications...naive and true. With no power, nothing to do. I still remember. Why don't you? Don't you? This is not for you! [3x] Never was for you! Fuck you! This is not for you! [3x] Oh not for you... not you... Go Ahead, Give Me A Reason To Free Up Server Space! Write To Me Here Now Accepting Groupie Applications
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 7:12 PM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	Last Exit Lives opened and trashed..."Look ma, watch me crash"... No time to question...why'd nothing last... Grasp and hold on...we're dyin' fast... Soon be all over...and I will relent... Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past Three days, and maybe longer, won't even know I've left Under your tongue...I'm like a tab... I will give you what...you're not s'posed to have... Under my breath...I swear by sin... For better or for worse...a best we began... Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask Three days, and maybe longer, shed my skin at last...shed...shed... Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask Three days, and maybe longer, won't ever find me here Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past Four days, and not much longer... Let my spirit pass... Ooh... This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... My...last exit Newly adopted by Drunk Boy This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 3-17-01 @ 7:23 PM
Mr. Brownstone	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 7:30 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00	This one makes me shiver every time I hear it. BLACK Hey...oooh... Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Her lace spread out before me, as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything? Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can, drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah... Uh huh...uh huh...ooh... I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine I see stupid people...They're everywhere...They don't know they're stupid...
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-17-2001 @ 8:50 PM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	Black is Pearl Jams best song Thanx to NiceSignDeek for the O & A art Newly adopted by Drunk Boy
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 11:01 AM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	Off He Goes Know a man His face seemed pulled and tense Like he's ridin' on a motorbike In the strongest winds So I approach with tact Suggest that he should relax But he's always movin' much too fast Said he'll see me on the flip side On this trip he's taken for a ride He's been takin' too much on There he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes There he goes He's yet to come back But I seen his picture It doesn't look the same up on the rack We go way back I wonder 'bout his insides It's like his thoughts are too big for his size He's been taken...where, I don't know Off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope There he goes And now I rub my eyes, for he has returned Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned For he still smiles... And he's still strong Nothing changed but the surroundin' bullshit That has grown And now he's home and we're laughin' Like we always did, my same old, same old friend Until a quarter to ten I saw the strain creep in He seems distracted and I know just what is going to happen next Before his first step, he's off again Newly adopted by Drunk Boy This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 3-18-01 @ 11:08 AM
white shorts	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 12:34 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere... A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on... But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality... As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how? Surrendered...executed anyhow Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor... A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too... But saw the trapdoor in the sun... Immortality... I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark... Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide... Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm... And whiskers in the sink... Truants move on...cannot stay long Some die just to live... Ohh... This message was edited by white shorts on 3-18-01 @ 1:04 PM
Just Jon	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 1:48 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	I heard about a man to whom I may be related. He's leatherman. Died a long time ago in the 1880's. Leatherman. Leatherman. Covered with leather but it wasn't tight. Underneath a moon in the woods at night. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say. "Here he comes. He's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his pack. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed. He wasn't known to stay much but, "Thanks for the bread." So, modern day I walk my way with my jacket faded just like a man of leather whom I may be related. Rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light. Appear to be an animal. Yet, so polite. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say "Here he comes he's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his hand. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Leatherman. Leatherman. Shake his hand. He's leatherman. Bake some bread. He's leatherman. Shame he's dead. I saw his bed. It's all that's left of leatherman. Leatherman. Give me some skin Leatherman. ----- E-mail: JustJon@opieanthony.com Adoptee: Baby Nicole & Napsky
adolescentmasturbator	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 2:06 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Do the Evolution Woo.. I'm ahead, I'm a man I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah I'm at peace with my lust I can kill 'cause in God I trust, yeah It's evolution, baby I'm at piece, I’m the man Buying stocks on the day of the crash On the loose, I'm a truck All the rolling hills, I’ll flatten’ em out, yeah It's herd behavior, uh huh It's evolution, baby Admire me, admire my home Admire my song, here's my coat Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This land is mine, this land is free I'll do what I want but irresponsibly It's evolution, baby I'm a thief, I'm a liar There's my church, I sing in the choir: (hallelujah… hallelujah…) Admire me, admire my home Admire my song, admire my clothes 'Cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast Those ignorant Indians got nothin' on me Nothin', why? Because, it's evolution, baby! I am ahead, I am advanced I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher Twenty-ten, watch it go to fire It's evolution, baby (2X) Do the evolution Come on, come on, come on E-Mail Me LIKE SCHOOL IN SUMMERTIME
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 2:41 PM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	The Long Road And I wished for so long cannot stay All the precious moments cannot stay It's not like wings have fallen cannot stay But still something's missing I cannot say yea Holding hands are daughters and sons And their faiths are falling down down down down I have wished for so long How I wish for you today Will I walk the long road the long road Cannot stay the long road There's no need to say goodbye say goodbye All the friends and family All the memories going round round round I have wished for so long How I wish for you today And the wind keeps roarin' And the sky keeps turning grey And the sun is setting The sun won't rise another day I have wished for so long How I wish for you today I have wished for so long How I wish for you today Will I walk the long road We all walk the long road Newly adopted by Drunk Boy This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 3-18-01 @ 2:44 PM
white shorts	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 8:59 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	She nursed him there, ooh, over a night I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay What to say...what to say But soon she was down, soon he was low At a quarter past...a holy no... She had to turn around When she couldn't hold, oh...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here And to this day, she's glided on Always home but so far away Like a word misplaced Nothing said, what a waste When she had contact...with the conflict... There was meaning, but she sold him to the state She had to turn around When she couldn't hold...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh...oh...oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold...no...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never, the safest path Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here, oh... Couldn't hold on...she couldn't hold...no...she folded... A dissident is here Escape is never the safest place, oh... A dissident is here
Fyfetallica	posted on 03-18-2001 @ 11:27 PM
Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00	CRAZY MARY She lived on the curve of the road, in an old, tar-paper shack On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way into town we'd say: 'Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?' Sometimes we did, but her hands flew from her side Wild eyed, crazy Mary Down a long dirt road, past the Parson's place That old blue car we used to race Little country store with a sign tacked to the side Said 'No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G Allowed' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around (3x) One night thunder cracked, mercy backed outside her windowsill Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills Looked down into the house of Mary Terrible thoughts, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising above it all Next morning on the way into town Saw some skid marks and followed them around Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary That what you fear the most, could meet you halfway Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Newly adopted by Drunk Boy This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 3-19-01 @ 6:41 AM
white shorts	posted on 03-19-2001 @ 3:23 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	I've used hammers made out of wood. I have played games with pieces and rules. I undeciphered tricks at the bar. But now you're gone. I haven't figured out why. I've come up with riddles and jokes about war. I figured out numbers and what they're for. I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away? And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. With heavy breath awakened regrets. Back pages and days alone that could have been spent together but we were miles apart. Every inch between us becomes light years now. No time to be void or save up on life. Oh, you got to spend it all. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. You seam to like it here. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were by stones. Your light made us stars.

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