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A little mood music...
« on: February 23, 2004, 12:18:00 AM »
There's a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
And then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom - bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten - in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety - the picture's there
The memory won't escape me - but why should I care
From the top to the bottom - bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten - in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety - the picture's there
The memory won't escape me - but why should I care

In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up

...
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he trouble with trouble is it starts out as fun.

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« Reply #1 on: February 23, 2004, 06:47:00 AM »
* Heroin Girl* (NOT by me) :wave:

 Used to know a girl
She had two pierced nipples and a black tattoo
We'd drink that Mexican beer
We'd live on Mexican food
Yes, I wish I could go back
Yes, back in time
Esther used to be the kind of girl that you would never leave
She'd do anything to give me what I need for my disease
She'd do anything


I can hear them talking in the real world
But they don't understand that I'm happy in hell
With my heroin girl
I am losing myself in a white - trash hell
Lost inside a heroin girl


They found her out in the fields
About a mile from home
Her face was warm from the sun
But her body was cold
I heard the policeman say
Just another overdose
Esther used to be the kind of lover you would never leave
She'd do anything to give me what I need for my disease
She would do anything

_________________
Armageddon, days of darkness
Judgment day, who's to judge
Antichrist, the beast of mayhem
King of kings, death of the world
TO MEGA THERION 666

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« Reply #2 on: February 25, 2004, 08:14:00 PM »
MANIC DEPRESSION.....I KNOW WHAT I WANT BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW.....

PEOPLE, THEY MAKE SOME GREAT MEDS NOW FOR YOUR DEPRESSION AND STATE OF SHIT THAT YOU SEEM TO BE IN :silly:  :roll:

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with all other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.
-- John Muir

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« Reply #3 on: February 25, 2004, 08:49:00 PM »
Times are changing fast - but we won't forget
Though the age is past - we'll be rockin' yet

Rock-n-roll rock - rock-n-roll
Rock-n-roll rock - rock-n-roll

- Gary Glitter "Rock-n-roll Part I"


Na na na (hey!) na na na na
Na na na (hey!) na na na na

- Gary Glitter "Rock-n-roll Part II"


 ::drummer::  ::rocker::
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« Reply #4 on: February 25, 2004, 09:07:00 PM »
Well I ain't never been right as I ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right

It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
Because the women took a lovin over me
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
Because I sold off all my personal property

A tie-tie-dyed dress , she was a psychedelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
we sold some ecstasy,
We sold nitrous, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
And now I hear the police coming after me
Yes now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She's got the police coming after me
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« Reply #5 on: February 26, 2004, 02:16:00 AM »
The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman's face
His reason tends to fly away
Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in May
Now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away

Come Susie dear let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married
And you want to know where winds come from
Well it's never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar

Four winds at the Four Winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door's left to take you in
The other one just mirrors it
In hellish glare and inference
The other one's a duplicate
It's queenly flux--eternal light
Or the light that never warms

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie Nurse and Susie dear
Find themselves at the Four Winds bar
It's the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me

Call me Desdanova--Eternal light
These queenly digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
Don't forget my dog you know
Fixed and consequent

Astronomy. A star.
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« Reply #6 on: February 26, 2004, 12:11:00 PM »
But there are no meds for stupid Glitter Boy.....

I notice your quoting option is still on was the stoners advice too confusing....?

and bi-polar disorder is rarely rapid cycling which is what you are implying.

True "manic depressives" go into longer depressive states followed by states of mania. they do not bounce in and out of depression and mania like that..read a book or something

and if you are sane I will hang with the crazies any day of the week Glitter boy lmao! :lol:

Ain't it great to be sober!

"The FARC is part of the history of Colombia and a historical phenomenon", (President Pastrana) says, "and they must be treated as Colombians". ... They come and ask for bread [aid from Washington], and you give them stones.

Robert White is a former American ambassador to Paraguay and El Salvador, and former No. 2 man with the U.S. Embassy in Bogota, is president of the Centre for International Policy in Washington D.C.
http://narconews.com/' target='_new'>Robert White

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« Reply #7 on: February 26, 2004, 02:56:00 PM »
Glitter boy you need to tell the people that wrote the songs that..
 Not all of wanna wear lifesaver jewelry and munch X and listen to boring repetative techno blips..
 Club Kids suck..Take all that E and your glow sticks and your crapp DJs and shove them so far up your ass your neck glows..
   "LOOOOVE YA GLITTER BOY"
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« Reply #8 on: February 26, 2004, 03:16:00 PM »
The day is long
and the night; the night is yours alone
if you think you've had enough of this life
hold on
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« Reply #9 on: February 26, 2004, 03:45:00 PM »
Have you seen that little whore betty?
Someone said she stole my freddie
And if she made off with my last clean ring,
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad,
cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy.
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.
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« Reply #10 on: February 26, 2004, 03:49:00 PM »
Im staring right back at myself..
and through its frozen image
Im laughing right back at my health
Laugh long   :lol:  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

Peace and need, mouths to feed
Im standing way on the other side...

 Lifer
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« Reply #11 on: February 29, 2004, 03:18:00 AM »
If ever words were spoken - painful and untrue
I said I loved, but I lied
In my life - all I wanted - was the keeping of someone like you
As it turns out - deeper within me - love was twisted and pointed at you

(Neverending pain - quickly ending life)

You keep this LOVE (thing)
LOVE (child)
LOVE (toy)
You keep this LOVE (fist)
LOVE (scar)
LOVE (break)
You keep this LOVE
LOVE
LOVE
You keep this LOVE
LOVE
LOVE
You keep this LOOOVVE

I've been the tempted one - stolen from herself
This gift in pain - her pain was life
And sometimes I feel so sorry - I regret this, the hurting of you
But you make me so unhappy - I take my life - and leave love with you

(I'd kill myself for you - I'd kill you for myself)

You keep this LOVE (thing)
LOVE (child)
LOVE (toy)
You keep this LOVE (fist)
LOVE (scar)
LOVE (break)
You keep this LOVE
LOVE
LOVE
You keep this LOVE
LOVE
LOVE
You keep this LOOOOOVVVE

NO - MORE - HEAD - TRIPS
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« Reply #12 on: February 29, 2004, 03:42:00 PM »
M,

Will you remind me who wrote that most excellent tune plz ???
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« Reply #13 on: February 29, 2004, 04:03:00 PM »
Pantera

A great band to listen to when you're angry

Or even when you're not

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